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[10yrratiolover]

giving my thoughts and ideas on Ratio's character stories

I wouldn't call this much of an analysis but we'll see how it goes

Starting out with his first character story, most of it is Professor Rond's recommendation letter.

I'd like to start by sharing my thoughts about Ratio and Rond first before actually getting into dissecting the letter itself.

So, firstly, I'd like to mention that (to my knowledge) we have never heard of or from Ratio's parents. I find that ironic considering what a big shot he is, I doubt that his parents would ever willingly shut up about their son.

Reading that Rond had a 'significant influence on Ratio's upbringing' particularly stands out to me because, at least at the time of the original letter being written, Ratio was in secondary school (Grade 9-12, though some of the wording in the letter lead me to believe he was likely on the lower end of that range).

Now, a high school teacher having a 'significant influence' on someone's upbringing isn't necessarily uncommon, nor are old teachers proud of their past students becoming extremely successful. However these points, alongside the fact that Ratio's parents are nowhere to be seen in canon, lead me to believe that there was some sort of familial relationship between them, especially seeing Rond's reaction to being asked about Ratio as well as how he had kept the original letter.

Moving on to the actual letter.

Grade skipping is a pretty common practice where I'm from, as it allows learning at the appropriate/needed level (ignoring the fact that the school system is in shambles).

However, the way this is phrased is as if Rond were trying to convince him to be able to skip grades. If he were in grade 11 or 12 I feel like it would not have been phrased this way, which is what leads me to believe he was likely younger, possibly fresh out of middle school.

The highlight on creativity is just because it makes me smile honestly, also it ties into one of my earlier posts about how I think Ratio would adore the subject of art.

I would like to return to my point of Rond being a potential parental figure to Ratio, seeing as he seems to know his daily routine well enough to confidently write about it in his letter of recommendation.

On to his second character story, which is mostly online posts in a thread-like format.

It wasn't until his eighth doctoral degree that he was awarded with First Class Honors, also since he is the first person to receive such in two amber eras it means he was likely the only one on stage at that time.

It also states that at the time he was already a prominent figure in society, which doesn't surprise me given the accomplishments listed by Rond in the letter despite him being in high school at the time it was written. However, he would most likely be an adult by the time he finished his eighth doctorate.

No real comment on this I found it funny that they put etc instead of continuing to list fields.

I also just find these funny and wanted to share them, but the disagreement on the last comment shows how much people admire him. I feel like that's a topic that's rather watered down in the fandom, but people genuinely admire Ratio a lot and there's plenty of reason for them to.

full-time university teachers tend to teach about 5 courses per academic year, meaning Ratio has been teaching for about 10 years.

Moving onto the third story, which is a statement from a former assistant of his about his desire to join the genius society.

I find this to be an interesting point, it seems like joining the Genius Society would be an obvious next step for a man with so many accomplishments but it's stated not once, but twice that he has never spoken about the subject (to the public at least).

I am a believer in the theory that Ratio hasn't been allowed into the Genius Society due to his humanity/compassion and his desire to spread knowledge to everyone, and I feel like this specification that he's never spoken about the topic could add to this theory.

This paragraph never fails to break my heart, but I do want to talk about the mention of an anti-planetary weapon. I feel like this Anti-planetary weapon that he spent years perfecting was a final attempt at proving to Nous that he wasn't too compassionate or too humane to receive their gaze. I remember reading about this idea more in detail elsewhere and if I can find the analyzation then I'll link it here.

Also, I feel like deep down he always knew that he wouldn't be accepted into the Genius Society, but this day, as Margaret states, was the day he finally realized it, or, fully swallowed that pill.

I find these comments to be interesting as well since they specify the narrow-mindedness of the society however, there is this comment from the Data Bank;

This comment I admittedly stumbled across when looking for something else, but I feel like it perfectly encapsulates Ratio's entire dilemma with the Genius Society, maybe not to Ratio himself but it certainly applies to everyone who comments on his achievements being worthy of Nous' approval.

I am also quite curious about who exactly wrote the 'Decoding Dr. Ratio' that we have read from in all of his character stories. They seem to have a lot of connections for someone who would typically be seen as just another paparazzi or media interviewer, I'm surprised the people listed in his stories would agree to an interview.

Onto his final story, which is about his personality and methods of sharing knowledge.

I mentioned this comment in my character notes post but I find it extremely charming that Ratio remains the same and refuses to change himself or his personality to satisfy those around him.

It is also commented in his second character story by a previous professor of his that his honesty and straightforwardness were a 'Breath of fresh air' at the University.

I love the implication that either; nobody in the entire room had any questions (unlikely), or that they were simply too scared to ask them.

I also find the comment that 'Whenever someone agrees with me, I feel like I must be wrong.' Perhaps he's gotten used to being the only one thinking the way he is or the possibility that people only agree with him so they sound intelligent themselves and weren't truly listening or understanding.

I find these comments interesting as well, a majority of the fandom mischaracterizes Ratio as mean or rude although he literally explains his viewpoints where anyone can access it (which does honestly prove his point about how knowledge is not for everyone.)

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[st4rsinthenight]

★y'all- y'all★

[whatsintheboxmh]

May!! 21 for the Tarlos ask game!!! 💛

Hi, Lemon! Thanks for asking about game I didn't join

I'm not join, but it's a perfect choice!

21. Who is more likely to drag them to a haunted house?

I drew the iconic AHS killers♡ As I’ve mentioned before, I wouldn’t be here if Ryan Murphy hadn’t created this horror show lol.

Tarlos Inbox Game: Who is More Likely

@she-walked-away thanks♡

[bruisedboys]

could I request something from Eddie’s POV? maybe where he and the reader are pretty friendly but just about acquaintances and he’s kind of obsessed with her (in a semi creepy but mostly he’s so in love) thank you thank you

thank you for your request, I love writing in eddie’s pov it’s so fun. hope this is okay!!

fem!reader 0.6k words

Eddie Munson is never going to get over the fact that you, the prettiest, sweetest girl he’s ever met, actually wants to be in his company. What’s more, you want to endure Hellfire to spend more time with him.

Hellfire, as its name suggests, is not far from hot hell. He still doesn’t know why you’re here.

“Edster.” Your voice is a little jokey as you nudge Eddie’s elbow with your own, your shoulder pressing into his. “Y’didn’t go and get lost on me again, did you?”

Eddie blinks. “What?”

You giggle, a sweet sound that makes Eddie lightheaded. “Nothing, bub.” Your hand lands on his knee and you give him a squeeze. “Doesn’t matter. How long til your club gets here?”

Eddie forgets how to speak. Your hand sets his entire leg on fire. He fishes around his brain for an answer.

“Oh, um. I dunno, they should be here soon.” Eddie rubs the back of his boiling hot neck. “Maybe five minutes?”

Whether you notice his lack of coherent speech or not, Eddie doesn’t know. You stand and suddenly Eddie’s staring right at the back of your thigh, your skin exposed by your short skirt. He thinks he might die on the spot.

Eddie talks without really meaning to, his mouth spilling words before he can stop them. “So, um. Why are you here again?”

He’d meant it like why are you hanging out with me, a total loser? But he’d accidentally made it sound like he doesn’t want you here, which is definitely not the case. You turn from where you're poised over the table, looking understandably offended.

Eddie scrambles. “I-I mean.” He’s definitely red in the face. Definitely. He scrubs the back of his neck again like that will help. “You don’t even like Dungeons and Dragons.”

Understanding crosses your face and then a flash of something akin to embarrassment, though it’s so quick Eddie thinks he might’ve imagined it. You shrug and round the table, your perfectly lacquered nails dragging over the wood.

“I dunno,” you say, voice a pitch higher than usual but Eddie’s so up in his head he doesn’t notice. “Seems kinda fun to watch.”

“It’s not.”

You snort. “You’re not being a very good advocate of your own club right now, Eddie.”

Eddie laughs, because you’re funny and you’re pretty and he has no idea how the fuck he’s supposed to act around you. Meanwhile, you’re leaning over the table to pick up a dice, your necklaces dangling. Eddie accidentally looks straight at your chest and then hastily looks away, his face burning. He really needs to get this staring problem under control.

“Eddie, are you okay?” You ask. You’ve got a dice in your hands, fiddling with it in your ringed fingers. But you’re frowning. “You look distracted.”

I’ve been caught, Eddie thinks. Red handed.

“Who, me?” He says jauntily, hitching what he hopes is a convincing grin onto his face. “I’m fine. Just thinkin’.”

You snort. “Eddie Munson, thinking?” You tease, sarcasm drenching your tone. “What about?”

“Super important Hellfire stuff,” Eddie lies through his teeth.

You look like you maybe know he’s lying but then he’s saved by the door opening and loud voices flooding in. In come his clan of nerds, louder than a band of monkeys.

“Hey, Eddie!” Says one of them.

“Oh, hi, Y/N,” says another.

“Didn’t know you were bringing your girlfriend to club today!” Says Gareth gleefully.

Eddie groans. “Fuck off, Gareth.”

His face burning, Eddie looks to you, an apology on the tip of his tongue but you’re giggling and looking almost as flushed as he feels.

Mid-laugh you meet Eddie’s gaze and smile at him in a way that he doesn’t quite understand but makes his heart race anyway.

“It’s okay,” you mouth, before he can apologise for his friend’s absurd behaviour.

Eddie’s thinking about it for the entire rest of the meeting.

[improbable-outset]

I don’t want to take credit for this idea since I saw this on someone’s ask but

Imagine you ask Miguel what colour you should paint your nails and he… answers by sending a pic of his tip🫠

[franabz]

★ Just you, and yourself. Band141!AU

(part 3)

An open window in your bedroom letting in the crisp musky humidity of the late night sky billow into the apartment, mixed with the comforting warmth of your bedsheets and the soft ambiance of the city life below. It was a relatively quiet night, not to mention your notifications. Not a single text or mention in hours, leaving you purely alone with you and yourself.

You take a deep breath and relax against your array of pillows and blankets, scrolling through your instagram feed as you start to feel your eyeslids grow heavier and heavier.

Then, there was a post that caught your eye, causing you to pause in your mindless scrolling with your thumb hovering over screen.

"What an amazing gig! Thank you for everyone that gave us your love and came out to see us tonight + our newest vocalist, Sadie! AKA Lioness <3

xoxo, The Scouts"

"What?" You thought to yourself as you suddenly felt all remnants of your exhaustion disappeared in an instant. You sat up a bit in your bed, propping yourself up on one elbow and squinted your eyes against the brightness of your phone as you tapped on the post, realizing it was only made an hour ago.

Upon further inspection, you found something you didn't notice at first glance. There was a girl in the picture you didn't recognize. Surely they would have told you if they were bringing in new members, right?

You simply sat there in your own silence for a second, letting your mind whirl with all sorts of unanswered questions and being left to overthink in your own head. You were planning on leaving eventually, but would this really be a way to go out? By replacement? It at least gave you even more of a reason to get out of there, but you couldn't deny the small tightness that grew in your chest and the sudden dryness in your mouth as a small ball formed in your throat.

You let out an involuntarily heavy inhale as you swiped onto The Scouts group chat, typing out a short and quick declaration of departure before staring at the message for a moment, your phone gripped tightly in your slightly trembling hand, body overflowing with emotions.

"its been fun, but i think its about time i leave the band. i hope the gig went well, and tell sadie i said hi.

best, Y/N"

You finally tore your eyes away from your phone screen, not even realizing the tears that were threatening to leave your eyes as your tear-blurred vision drifted over to your nightstand where the 141 business card sat, the familiar jagged fonts and bold lettering reminding you of the night at the bar when you met the manager of the band, some man named John Price. You decided to simply sit on it for the night, letting yourself sleep on it. Nobody is ever in the right headspace to be making decisions when they're upset, are they?

And just like that, you placed your phone gently onto your bedside table, slowly lowering yourself into bed and pulling your blankets over your shoulder, the strong pang of betrayal purging any sense of logicality in your mind in the moment that you're simply hoping will pass in the morning.

Just you, and yourself.

[asterias-corner]

“I’m just gonna doodle a bit, see where it ends up-“

FUCKING ROACH. AGAIN. I CANNOT GET THIS STUPID BUG OFF MY SCREEN :(

[atomicbonk]

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[opikiquu]

May you draw Jewel Sparkles? (Also love your art sm <3)

THANK U SM <3

[10yrratiolover]

haiiiiii helloo 👋 (i'll apologize in advance because i'm using google translate to send this message)

but i saw a video on tiktok saying that ratio has an inferiority complex

what do you think about that ??

I believe that he does have some sort of inferiority complex, albeit it's certainly not as prominent as a character like Aventurine for example.

I believe that a lot of his lines/things he says come off as 'self-aware' and so that's how people take it, however when you think about things too much like I do then a lot of his lines start to sound rather self-deprecating or comparative.

I made a post about the Added to Teams lines already, but in each of these examples, he constantly creates a divide between himself and being anything beyond ordinary.

This sort of Black-and-White thinking is something that he only exhibits regarding his intelligence, seeing as he's perfectly capable of arguing against his own beliefs from a different viewpoint as shown through one of his daily messages. He's unable to consider himself even just a partner of a genius because of this thinking, this is mostly what leads me to believe he does have an Inferiority Complex.

TLDR: I agree with the idea and think it's quite easy to overlook as a part of his character.

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WARIO & WALUIGI BLINKIES! anon's prompt: underrated duo with complementary colors

[omgeto]

Hey pretty 💗any thoughts on roommate geto ??? It’s been plaguing my mind ljke imagine getting to kno him cuz ur in the same dorm and go to same uni and ur like freinds but he’s always got sexy undertones and one they u get drunk together and end up making out idkkkk ahhh

I feel like it would be such a cute series lmao, ngl I think I’ve been reading too many college au fics lmao

roommate!geto who just so happens to waiting to have a shower everytime you seem to be finishing yours. secretly hoping that towel falls ever so slightly, so that he could see more of your flesh.

"oh i didn't know you were in the shower," he says coyly, his lustful eyes roaming your water covered body, staring at anything but your face. he always manages to slightly brush past you, as he steps into the bathroom, the small contact alone sending blood rushing straight to his dick. and whilst he's in the shower, aggressively pumping his dick to the image of you, picturing you in their with him as he drowns in your pussy the shower head spraying water over the both of you.

but unbeknownst to him, you're listening at the door, smiling at hearing him moan and groan out your name as he gets off to you.

[whatsintheboxmh]

Hi May! I’ve been seeing you make your way through my fics on ao3 starting from the beginning and I wanted to say thank you!!! You’ve been putting the archive in archive of our own <3

Hi! Thanks for noticing my reading haha!

I just drew from your three year old ( ! ) fic!

little drawing for the Fic:

you are the only one @strandnreyes

Thank you for sharing such beautiful stories over the years ♡ Your work has truly been inspiring!♡

[amiableness]

hi angels <3

once i finish peonies, i’m putting a hold on writing. as much as i love coming up with new ideas for fics, writing hasn’t been very enjoyable. i’ve been putting so much pressure on myself to be better or as close to perfect as it can be, because maybe interaction will go up

nagging readers for interaction is exhausting. interaction as in reblogs with comments. i’m tired of seeing someone spam like all my works but not once reblog or a leave a comment. with that being said, im so grateful to all of those who have interacted with me. i appreciate it more than you’ll ever know

i want to continue writing, and will in the near future, but as of right now, it doesn’t feel worth it to put so much energy into a fic to have 90% of people just like it

i love you all sm! and as i said before, ill still be on here to interact with mutuals and anons <3