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@veritvincit-a
Hate to keep talking about this but I might just move blogs for the sake of... Not having to wait three months for a response from tumblr. I appreciate everyone's patience with me so far 🙏 Very much hope this hasn't deterred anyone.
Ended up moving here! Same @, followed everyone I was already following on this account... Hopefully the account goes better this time around. :')
Hate to keep talking about this but I might just move blogs for the sake of... Not having to wait three months for a response from tumblr. I appreciate everyone's patience with me so far 🙏 Very much hope this hasn't deterred anyone.
I'm going to give it about one more day before I try to tackle replies again and hope this account is fixed when that time comes, but until then... Consider this post an inbox call. Like this post and I'll go through your reblogged prompts and send you something! (and additionally hope it works)
Keeping this up but putting a pin in it for now as it would appear my asks do not go through.
I'm going to give it about one more day before I try to tackle replies again and hope this account is fixed when that time comes, but until then... Consider this post an inbox call. Like this post and I'll go through your reblogged prompts and send you something! (and additionally hope it works)
It would obviously entail more interactions but I can't help but be curious as to whether people would actually be interested in shipping with my Ratio
It isn’t that he doubts Ratio’s ability to take someone else’s life. In fact, there is part of Ren that is convinced that everyone is capable of being a killer when put under the right circumstance, if their hand is forced just enough, even those of no ill-intent will bend. From what he’s heard, it seems as though the doctor isn’t known for his warm and humble personality, Ren can practically taste the arrogance although it does nothing to deter him. Arrogance is a fine quality as long as it is justified, or so he thinks.
“I know better than to ask for success. It does not take a genius to see the probability of a positive outcome. Worry not, I will be sure to only pressure you a little.”
His typical grin remains on his features like a flashing light exposing his more playful demeanor, a side he rarely shows when he is otherwise buried in work. Still, there lingers a hint of firmness in his words, a truth that shines through even the worst attempt at diverting attention. He won’t let Ratio get away with any lackluster attempt of taking his life. It will be done properly, or he will make certain the doctor faces proper consequences.
“Consent, agreement, thumbs up; whatever you wish to call it.” He waves his hand in the air rather dismissively, bridging the gap between them by taking another step forward.
“How do we start and when? I would rather we do it sooner than later lest you lose your test subject when Elio summons me elsewhere.”
No matter his trepidation when it comes to his side of their bargain, Ratio has no intent of backing down, nor not making a genuine attempt — it's not out of whatever consequences Ren may wreak upon him either. It's a matter of principle to Ratio; he does not lie where it can be helped.
As Ren steps to close the distance between him, Ratio holds his ground — a more wry part of himself can't help but liken his situation to an old, tragic play outlining one poor soul's dealings with the devil. That grin he's given in all its macabre enthusiasm keeps that thought present in the recesses of his mind. Yet he remains firm in his conviction, never one to regret.
"This won't be a quick procedure," Ratio clarifies with sharp exhale, as though made irate by the mere assumption alone. "I would rather we complete this over a period of time. Rest assured, I will not impede your missions, nor your standing with the other Stellaron Hunters."
He analyses Ren with clinical detachment as his head cants, thoughtful frown ever-present, "If possible, I would rather we establish a short-term means of contact. We can start now, and I do think you in particular will enjoy our first order of business— it, however, will not be a 'one-and-done' deal."
-w-) u dont have dms on? but the img was v silly so i still wanted to share https://pin.it/4JfFgBCHZ
My dms have unfortunately been inaccessible to me since I was shadowbanned (which is still ongoing at this time). 😭 I might repost my discord in case anyone does want to contact me since doing so via tumblr right now is a no-go. Thank you for sending this in and sharing though... I love it LMAO
❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜
from [x]
He does have something to say, but never one to speak without thinking, he holds up a finger as though to gesture for her to wait... At least, that's how it initially appears. For once, Ratio says nothing of substance — a bizarre phenomenon in and of itself, until his eyes dart someplace past her. A motion so subtle it can easily be missed, but he suspects she's perceptive enough to catch.
Should she spare a glimpse that way (subtly, he would hope), she would see the pair of patrons some ways away exhibiting odd behaviour. Two players colluding to cheat the house? The doctor is certain the owner has her means of rooting out such behaviour herself — it's sheer curiosity that compels him to see what comes next.
"Madame Mingate, was it? You must be mistaken," he speaks plainly. "This establishment of yours is simply a lot to take in; it's a scene I'm far from accustomed to myself."
#VERITVINCIT. ㅤa private, selective, and perpetually low activity interpretation of ㅤDR. VERITAS RATIO ㅤof ㅤHONKAI STAR RAIL. ㅤan exploration into the pursuit of PERFECTIONISM — a love of HUMANITY and a lust for knowledge. at points canon divergent and unaffiliated with any particular fandom. OC && CROSSOVER friendly. 20+ only.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤScrutinized by Atlas : 26. he/him. est. 08/12/24.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤguidelines • dossier • mobile • prompts
@veritvincit // cont.
Back of gloved hand presses against his forehead, causing blue fringe to flush against skin. Oh, so much, the Fool might lament. But he instead lets his shoulders slump with a great exhale, the sound needlessly loud. Whatever amount he might be attempting to convey matters little, for he seeks an audience with the brilliant mind.
❝ The joys of people. More specifically what that looks like for you, Doc. You seem to enjoy the pursuit of knowledge. That's what you're known for. But you take it way too seriously ! ❞ Clicks his tongue as the hand drops, his blue hair now swinging with the shaking of his head. ❝ I don't get it. Wouldn't you rather have fun with what you're doing ? ❞ Or so he assumes that it isn't fun. How can a permanent scowl exude anything else ? Even for a Fool that's considered to be dull in comparison to other Tavern patrons, he doesn't understand the need to settle into such an expression.
❝ You ever hear the phrase, turn that frown upside down ? Either you need more interesting topics or you're in desperate need of a break. ❞
For as obnoxious as the Fool's words are, it can't be denied that there's some merit to said words. Not in regards to the outward expression of joy, nor forcing a smile, but the notion that he needs a more interesting topic or task to to keep his mind stimulated rings painfully true. The doctor adjusts his posture and holds his chin in thought, his lack of an initial response telling enough that he's tuned out Sampo in favour of mulling it over.
One can derive inspiration from even the most unexpected of sources, it would seem. Still, his frown only deepens; too many thoughts in his head, yet no concise idea piques his interest — he's long overdue for a clearing of the slate.
His piercing gaze abruptly falls upon Sampo.
"You," he demands, "It has come to my attention that my intellect is in desperate need of stimulation."
Whereas a break may have been ideal for most when it came to unwinding, Ratio instead makes another request,
"Propose an issue, problem or crisis for me to combat or solve. I'm in dire need of a new perspective."
So much for smiling?
from here.ㅤㅤ / @veritvincit
ㅤㅤcute.
“ ‘just’ fine? i don't think so. stop moving. ” izumi leans in further, not caring for the fact that he leaned away ( and failed miserably at it ) before finally fixing the so-called ‘mess’. it was just an excuse to mess with him, but his hair had been just a little messy. “ wouldn't want your students to see you with bed-head, right? ”
"I'm quite certain it's kempt — you and I both know bedhead would be an exaggeration."
Yet Ratio makes no further half-hearted attempt to lean away from the touch. He seems to accept his fate and instead opts to ignore the distraction, eyes leaving Izumi to instead focus on the stack of papers he'd originally been grading.
"I take it you have nothing better to do if you're back here pestering me."
"Hey Doctor, pick a card~" Oh... he's holding a spread of playing cards face down... this may be some sort of magic trick? Who cares, just pick a card. (Aven)
Normally, the scholar would feel little need to indulge nor engage the gambler in his antics — admittedly, the thought of disregarding the request altogether is tempting...
". . . If I must."
Yet there he is; although the exasperation reads clear on his face, he nevertheless uncrosses his arms, effectively both humouring and undoubtedly encouraging Aventurine as he prods at a the right-most card with a finger. Perhaps that irritation etched naturally upon his features is, for once, the slightest bit performative — at least for the time being. Who knows what the Stoneheart has up his sleeve?
"Go on, gambler. Regale me."
Tumblr won't let me reply to the replies on that one post...
Pretty sure it’s a shadow ban. It was only a matter of time
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Tumblr won't let me reply to the replies on that one post...
I need to resist the urge to post everything at once and just let the queue get to them over time.
❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜
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"Luck has little to do with it."
His arrogance isn't unfounded; to his credit he doesn't look too worse for wear. Beyond the shallow cut left on his bare arm, and the mussing of his attire he's already begun to straighten out, it would be difficult to assume he'd just gotten involved in an altercation with some of Penacony's Dreamjolt Troupe based on appearance alone.
Given they were far enough out from Golden Hour to evade the Bloodhound's protective gaze, the doctor had done well enough to avoid encounters up until that point — go figure the moment he gets drawn into a fight is the very moment he comes across someone who isn't a sentient, otherwise inanimate object.
The cut is easily disregarded. The less he touches it the better, and thus his attention turns to the mysterious woman.
"Onto more important matters; I hadn't expected to come across anyone else here." Or rather, he shouldn't have. Straight and to the point as always, the scholar subjects the stranger to his scrutinizing gaze.
"You've been here for quite some time, haven't you?"
