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[lunarharp]

What led to this (orufrey comic, cw an uncomfortable/creepy scene)

[deadbirdstudios]

I dont usually don't like to post much but I felt like my beautiful and true images of these guys deserved to be on the internet. They both suck and are my favorite Deltarune characters ♡

If anyone has any like . Questions or something you can send an ask just don't be cringe in my inbox

[rattlebear25]

Can someone explain me why people hate canon ships so much and love fanon ones also without any sense?

Because canon are boring? I think there's a reason why they are "boring": because they are inserted in a main plot, a main plot can't contain all characters' relationships explored and it's fine like this. I prefer watching a good plot with meanful messages rather than watching ppl kissing. Honestly i don't understand the fandom's obsession with crack/fanon ships, why romantic love is so important for a show/game/book/movie? Idk... I prefer friendship/family dynamic rather than love stories. A media can't just have an interesting world building, a good moral... without being romance centered? And for all ppl that say "Because canon ships are boooooring".... You can't improved them? It would be interesting to see a potential good canon but less explored ship being developed in a fancomic.

Other characters can't just be fond friends? Or just enemies? No? And another thing that i don't get it's that you must put your creativity in only crackships, you can't be creative also with canon and other stuff that doesn't involve romance like a cool lore. Idk maybe a lot of people will disagree with me (like always) but i don't care tbh. I was a crackshipper in the past and now i'm saying "why i was doing that????" And i've done good.

[jekyll-doodles]

for the emojies ask... I choose red heart (what is their love language), for all the wakey wakey lords in "the after"

❤️ RED HEART - their love language(s)?

Nigredo - Words Of Affirmation

Albedo - Quality Time

Citrinitas - Acts Of Service

Rubedo - Physical Touch

This really applies to most stages of their unfortunately long, complicated lives.

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[claitea]

i wish they'd started giving the protags their own personality ingame sooner like can you imagine if bw had the same kind of dialogue options for n as there are for kieran. "he's a friend!" vs "he's... a friend" something as simple as that Destroyed me in indigo disk i dont know what it would have done to me if it was in bw

[orcelito]

Honestly I have realized that 99% of my shipping of vashwood comes from trimax. Yea I vibed with it while watching tristamp but trimax is what took my utter heart and soul

It's to the point where I just don't rly enjoy tristamp vashwood that much anymore hfkshfjd like. OK? Those sure are some dudes. Not My dudes tho, sorry.

[roby-46]

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[amethyxtnix]

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[amu-brain-dump]

The clouds is doing something today

[copperbadge]

Recently I ran across an article about an art center that was doing creative expression classes for people with disabilities. Not that unusual, I've encountered that and trauma-oriented art therapy before, but it was the first time I'd come across the idea since getting diagnosed with ADHD. While the class was aimed more at high-needs disabilities, it occurred to me that I could -- if I wanted -- make non-prose art about being disabled.

Outside of my work in scene design I've never been much of a visual artist because I've never felt I had the combination of "something to say" and "a meaningful way to say it", but I started to question how meaningful and complex I really had to be to just make some statements about having ADHD. I can do it in prose, after all.

So I started thinking about how you would talk, in visual language, about things like time blindness, shame stemming from undiagnosed disability, the shift in behavior that medication can induce. Ways to express my condition to people who don't experience it. I still didn't really know how to build the pieces but whenever I went to an art museum I'd think about how I might do a gallery installation. The centerpiece of my mental gallery was a pair of barcodes, one marked "Neurotypical" and one marked "Neurodivergent".

[ID: An interior view of a small booklet, with pages marked 1 and 2, showing barcodes -- on the left, labeled Neurotypical, and on the right, in slightly weirder configuration, labeled Neurodivergent.]

And then I thought, why not make a zine? Nothing you're thinking of couldn't be put in zine form instead of on a gallery wall.

[ID: The booklet continues to pages 3 and 4; on page 3 is a postage-style label reading AUTISM with up arrows on either side, and on page 4 is a QR code labeled ADHD. The QR code technically should work but it just dumps a block of text I wrote about having ADHD into a browser.]

I grew up with zine culture in the 90s and I always wanted to make one but much like with visual art, I never felt like I had the right kind of thing to say; either I had too much to say or too little, and anyway I wasn't confident that what I wanted to do wouldn't just come off as trite and obvious. But you can make a six-page zine out of a single sheet of paper, so I did: I made Helpful Labels For Strange Brains by idab zines, a division of Extribulum Press. (i--dab is a term for a cuneiform tablet that contains a royal communication.)

[ID: The last two pages feature the same image -- a cereal bowl with a spoon in it, the spoon containing a single Adderall pill. One image, however, is captioned "Wake up. Pour yourself a cup of iced coffee. Fix a bowl of cereal. It's going to be a good day." while the other is covered in a detailed ADHD-style step-by-step process for the same actions, culminating in "It's going to be a day like that."]

I'm pretty pleased with how it came out -- the art all looks intentional and it still has that "taped this together after school" aesthetic I remember fondly from the 90s. And the confines of six pages, each only a few inches square, offers a good structure to keep things clear, simple, and meaningful.

[ID: The cover of the zine, labeled "Helpful Labels For Strange Brains" in a kind of esoteric stampy font.]

Especially nice is that if you wanted to you could just hand out the flat sheet, and let folks fold it into a booklet or not -- there's instructions for folding it on the back of the zine. Additionally I have some sticker backed printer paper so I could print it such that you could literally turn the labels into real labels.

Anyway if you want it, here ya go. You can print it on a single sheet of paper and follow the instructions on the back to fold it. I thought about selling it but I do not have the spoons to do a bunch of printing and folding and shipping.

[nezz-cringe-crib]

growing up is realizing that dipcifica was actually a pretty damn good ship and holy shit i totally misjudged this pairing.

i never really liked dipcifica mainly because of how it got represented by the fandom, but looking back on it, it would've made a lot of sense and it would've been beneficial for both of them to date each other. and even in a completely platonic sense, their dynamic worked well enough that they could've done a lot more together.

dipper is a very nerdy awkward guy, clearly. he likes solving mysteries and sometimes he gets a little in over his head because of it. and his silly little awkward teenage love life reflects all of these things. that little shrimp was disney's #1 simp, it's actually insane. whenever he'd start to fall for a girl it'd end up going pretty terribly because he'd have no idea how to just act like himself and he'd also become a little bit of a jerk. (i'm not trying to like dog on dipper btw. he's just a kid and these are all understandable flaws, especially at his age and at the time period gravity falls took place in). however, with pacifica, a lot of these flaws are manageable solely because of how they're introduced to each other. dipper hates pacifica at first and wants nothing to do with her, but eventually they're forced to work together and realize "huh. we actually make a really good team." for dipper, this gradual building of a relationship is really beneficial to him. he wouldn't just go head-first into simping for some random girl and he'd also learn to respect her as a person and realize when he's being a little bit of a dick. being with pacifica, platonically or romantically (though personally i think romantically would strengthen their pros more but thats just my personal taste), would've helped dipper become a better person.

this goes for pacifica as well. pacifica's homelife is extremely controlling and it's what groomed her into becoming the mean girl that she's first presented as. as the show continues though, it's clear that she doesn't really want to be mean to anybody. she only acts spoiled because she doesn't know what else she can act like. she wants to connect to people but she's been so forced into this fake rich life that she has no idea how to be genuine with anybody. that's why her having a connection to dipper is so important. dipper is a little blunt, and he especially won't hide that from pacifica because he initially hates her and her family's lifestyle, so this'll eventually help pacifica realize "oh shit. i'm kind of a dick. my family are kind of huge dicks." and we do end up seeing this from her in "Northwest Mansion Mystery". she learns how to be herself, learns who "herself" even means, and learns to stand up for who she is when she figures that out. also pacifica's pretty damn smart???? especially socially???? she could absolutely help dipper do a lot of things when it comes to mystery solving, and with her status it'll most likely be things that dipper could never pull off and never even thought about because that's just what he's used to. they'd both end up learning a lot from each other because they'd be dragged into environments that they're not familiar with, but the other is. and their different perspectives/lifestyles would help the other view their environment in a new light.

not only is their relationship genuinely really beneficial to the both of them, but i also just know that their dialogue and scenes with each other would be so damn silly i can't not say yes to it anymore. i also just personally like headcanoning them both as bisexual so that's a plus for me.

anyways, tldr: i was wrong about dipcifica and its actually really good, i just think people should really analyze their relationship more since the way the fandom presents it (or how ive personally seen the fandom present it) is a little icky and shallow at least in my opinion. yay for dipcifica being silly little goobers :3

[hamletthedane]

I know I’m joking about how Wicked Part 2 is going to be insane compared to Part 1, but it actually is so interesting when viewed as separate second part of the story -

Because hear me out - imo, the end of Act 1 sets up where the lines in the sand are for the three key characters:

Elphaba chooses to follow her morals and reject the system, even to her own isolation and destruction. Her line is her dedication to “making good.”

Glinda, her foil, openly admits that she cannot turn down the allure of the system’s power and stability, even at the sacrifice of her morals and her closest friendship. Her line is her power and popularity.

Fiyero, further foiling Glinda, is the person who would have blindly said yes to Elphaba’s offer. He is completely, unquestioningly devoted to Elphaba - even to a fault - believing that she will always be good and choose the right thing (as she “doesn’t care what others think”).* His line is his unwavering loyalty to Elphaba.

*admittedly, this is less evident at the end of Act 1, but it’s made VERY clear within the first 5min of Act 2 so I’m counting it as an Act 1 arc

But then Act 2 forces them to respect the line they’ve decided to draw in increasingly devastating ways, and eventually forces them to violate their lines or have the lines destroy them:

Elphaba’s sacrifices turn her into a complete pariah, forcing her to lose everything she had and worked for in an instant. She fights every day for what she believes in, even though she sees it’s fruitless and only leading to the destruction of everything she loves. But Elphaba stands strong even against the Wizard’s temptation of leaving behind her failing cause. However, she’s finally pushed over her edge when one of the two people who still believed in her “goodness” dies for that belief. And it drives her to throw away every good intention and dive head-first into a pursuit of power and control. She must ultimately be influenced by Glinda to once again choose self-sacrifice for the greater good, giving up her power and dreams of normality in Oz. “Now it’s up to you, for both of us”

Glinda builds great political capital and becomes one of the most important, beloved characters in the nation. But nothing is real: she’s engaged to a man who clearly doesn’t love her, she’s openly decrying a woman who she clearly still loves herself, and the system she operates in troubles her even as she benefits from it. Elphaba again tempts her to leave, and Fiyero’s clear willingness to jump ship should be an even greater temptation, but she can’t leave it behind. Not until the very end of the story does she finally recreate the Ozdust dance: acting against her own self-interest to save Elphaba and take up the fire of her cause

Fiyero, to his credit, is the only person who cannot be pushed from his line. The very first chance he gets, he follows Elphaba blindly, despite hearing all these terrible things about her. Then he willingly sacrifices himself for her and her cause, and they torture him to (a fate worse than) death for it. And even when Elphaba really does go evil, he still believes that she will ultimately choose good. His loyalty to her is not well rewarded (see: fate worse than death), but he makes his sacrifice willingly. His belief destroyed him.

What I really like about the play’s story is that from all these different starting goals and motivations, every character is forced to give up everything that is dear to them - including their fundamental selves - by the end of the story. Yet, they all three still continue to overlap and influence each other in ways that lead them all to a choice of “making good” in the end. SO excited to see that played out on screen.

[starcurtain]

A Look at Ratio and Aventurine... and Ratio/Aventurine

I was morally obligated to use this picture.

Anyway, I got an ask about my understanding of Ratio and Aventurine's relationship both in canon and as a ship that I have been holding on to for a while now because... phew, there's like... a lot to talk about there... But I felt I should at least give it a try, so here is my attempt to comment on the intersection of two of Star Rail's most complicated personalities. Long post is longgggg; you have been warned.

First, Aventurine's canon relationship to Ratio:

In the interest of not hitting tumblr's image limit, let's just throw out some of the information we have in one go:

It's pretty complimentary. (Yet somehow...)

The implication of the infamous "Keeping Up with Star Rail" video is that Ratio understands Aventurine better than anyone else, and Aventurine knows this. At the very least, putting all shipping aside, Ratio is the person who can explain Aventurine's behaviors best. He's the person Aventurine chooses do so. This suggests significantly more knowledge of each other's lives than the game first led us to believe.

Other people (read as: my GOAT Owlbert) perceive respect from Aventurine to Ratio, and although I read them as a bit sarcastic, the 2.1 mission logs not only repeatedly confirm that Aventurine views Ratio as smart and reliable, but that Ratio is reliable "as always," again indicating a longer and closer history of collaboration than we get to actively see in game. The devs were working hard to tell us "Penacony isn't Ratiorine's first rodeo," which is interesting--given Topaz's voiceline recommending the Trailblazer avoid working with Aventurine whenever possible, we're led to believe through 2.0 and 2.1 that not many people will willingly work with Aventurine more than once, let alone many times.

While going through psychological scrutiny from the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come his Harmony-infused self, the "Future" Aventurine suggests that Ratio and Aventurine are quite similar, and that Aventurine puts a surprising amount of trust in Ratio, to be willing to hinge such a dangerous plan on something as untested as Ratio's ability to act. At the very least, Aventurine's own psyche is pondering on Ratio and whether or not their connection has any emotional meaning.

But despite all this evidence suggesting Ratio and Aventurine spend significantly more time with each other than we get to see in game, Aventurine's own thoughts cast strong doubt on whether he and Ratio are actually close.

Aventurine's "About Dr. Ratio" voice line suggests that Aventurine believes Ratio does not particularly like him. He seems to think that Ratio would prefer to stay away from IPC operations where possible, and it's "unfortunate" for Ratio to be stuck with Aventurine as a conversation partner. He's tolerated, rather than enjoyed. His overall impression seems to be that Ratio mostly views them as distant coworkers.

When the "Future" Aventurine suggests Ratio did not betray Aventurine willingly, actual Aventurine immediately pushes back:

(Personally I'm on the fence about whether this was real doubt or just a ploy to continue sussing out Sunday; see my other post about this scene for some more thoughts.)

But if we take this statement to be played straight, it implies that Aventurine doesn't fully believe Ratio will side with him, even (maybe especially) in dire circumstances. If this statement is real doubt, then despite considering Ratio the person who best understands him, despite building an entire life or death gamble around Ratio's loyalty... Aventurine still doesn't think Ratio even likes him.

Aventurine's not stupid or blind, so theoretically he should be able to read the situation better than that. But actually, there's plenty of evidence both in the game and outside it to suggest that Aventurine is not the most accurate judge of his own relationships to others and is a down-right terrible judge of his own worth as a person.

"Future" Aventurine suggests that one of Aventurine's deep inner flaws--the truths that he rejects about himself--is a massive inferiority complex. This is backed up well by the mission text, where Aventurine's thoughts about himself spiral into self-harm, and the scene in the maze, where "Future" Aventurine taunts our Aventurine with the unforgettable fact that his entire life was only worth pennies:

There's also pretty consistent self-deprecation, with both "Future" and real Aventurine noting several times that he's a pathetic mess of a person that other people don't trust or like.

The overall impression 2.0-2.1 left me with is that Aventurine is perfectly capable of respecting and caring for others, but virtually incapable of accepting other people genuinely respecting and caring for him.

Part of this seems to stem from the directly-stated sense that he's a failure whose only worth is in transactional exchanges, using and being used by others (there's so many layers to this--internalized racism even), but I also suspect that much of his inability to accept genuine connection from others is defensive behavior.

Aventurine's true self, Kakavasha, is deeply hidden away, like the ghost of the child that manifests from his Harmony delusion in the Dreamscape. Although Aventurine clings to that person, claiming that he has "never changed," he actively coats over his beliefs, his kindness, and his authenticity with the mask of a "cavalier gambler," with glitz and glamor and showy distractions. No one gets to see Kakavasha. No one gets to know him, because being buried deep in the dirt is the only way to remain untouchable, and fiercely keeping one's distance is the only safe bet. (For both Kakavasha and any fools who would doom themselves by daring to care for him.)

So: Canon is telling us that Ratio is one of, if not the, closest people in the world to Aventurine. But canon is also telling us that that still means absolutely nothing at all, because Aventurine won't let himself be close to anyone living.

Aventurine's senses of self-worth, trust, attachment, and safety have been warped so badly by ongoing and untreated trauma and mental health issues that, at least until the end of 2.1, I just don't think he was capable of even accepting genuine friendship from Ratio, let alone anything more.

(Interesting side note here: Ratio is actually one of the people Aventurine calls "my friend" the least. He only says it directly to Ratio a single time in all of their lines of dialogue across 2.0 and 2.1, and even then, does so only when right outside Sunday's door, while almost certainly being spied upon by the Family. Anyone who knows how often "my friend" is peppered into Aventurine's dialogue otherwise should know that the absence of the phrase is actually pretty telling. It almost feels like canon Aventurine's not even sure he can call Ratio his friend, at least to Ratio's face.)

Which makes Ratio's canon relationship to Aventurine quite sad and ironic:

From start to finish, Ratio canonically esteems Aventurine more highly than almost any other character in the game. I'm not even talking about shipping when I say that there is no character Ratio is closer to in the entire game.

At present, Ratio has only four voice lines about other characters, and of those four, Aventurine's is the only one that isn't someone from the Genius Society. The only one. Ratio's voice lines are also notably, uh, not very complimentary. Herta is "talented but not helpful to others" and "sees no one as her equal" (read as: she's self-absorbed). Screwllum is a "monarch, rather than a genius" (with the vague implications of being a tyrant), and Ruan Mei is overly ambitious and "fooling everyone."

Meanwhile, Aventurine is "our man" (who is "our" Ratio? who?) whose success "can't all be chalked up to luck," implying that part of Aventurine's success must come from skill. Ratio notes that Aventurine questions his own ability... but as far as Ratio's evaluation goes, he seems to doubt that Aventurine will ever experience a downfall. For someone who thinks 99% of the people he meets are mediocre failures scrambling around in the filth of existence, to be recognized as skilled and unlikely to fail is quite obviously glowing praise.

Then, of course, there are numerous moments that echo Aventurine's hints, implying that Ratio spends significantly more time with Aventurine than we see on-screen, that he knows Aventurine extremely well, and, although he tries (vainly) to pretend he isn't, he's clearly quite concerned with what Aventurine thinks of him.

Especially this last one. "No wonder that gambler likes you so much" is pretty intentional on the devs' part, confirming that Ratio and Aventurine are having off-screen conversations we players are not privy to, which obviously would indicate a closer relationship than the in-game cutscenes could cover.

Then, Trailblazer has the option to flat out ask Ratio to "rate" Aventurine. (Star Rail ship bait is not even subtle.)

At first, this line might read as all over the place:

"The bosses say we're partners but I wouldn't say that" -> Read as: Ratio wants people to know how their relationship is classified but doesn't want to admit to being actually invested.

"I see myself as the teacher to everyone I meet" -> Read as: Ratio at least pretends that he doesn't view anyone as his equal; everyone is either above him--geniuses--or below him--students.

"Aventurine is not that bad of a student" -> High praise; even Ratio can't pretend Aventurine's untalented.

"Actually, Aventurine's probably in metaphysical danger" -> Read as: Ratio is aware of the "void" Aventurine is experiencing and his mental struggles.

The ultimate takeaway of Ratio's "rating" actually says more about Ratio than Aventurine. When it comes down to it, Ratio's choice to answer this question for the Trailblazer instead of dismiss it tells us that Ratio has spent time quantifying and trying to define his relationship with Aventurine, is willing to at least discuss that relationship with other people (when we have no evidence he ever discusses any other personal/non-academic matters with anyone), and that Ratio pays attention to Aventurine's mental states.

Canon Ratio is not beating the allegations, I'm afraid.

But actually, I think the biggest tell about Ratio's canon relationship to Aventurine is that Ratio's behavior completely changes the moment Aventurine appears in the game.

In every single one of Ratio's other appearances, two facts are hammered home again and again:

First, Ratio hates interacting with fools and "noisy" people. He wears his plaster bust so that he doesn't even have to see them. Canonically, we're informed by both March 7th and Argenti that Ratio brought and was wearing his headpiece in Penacony. Curiously though...

The players never see it throughout 2.X--probably because 90% of Ratio's scenes are with Aventurine, and Ratio is never shown wearing his bust on screen with Aventurine--even in their very first meeting in the Final Victor lightcone. Aventurine clearly knows of the bust, but despite Ratio verbally going on and on about how Aventurine is the most "flashy" and "devoid of logic" person Ratio knows... the devs deliberately send their message: Ratio has chosen not to cut himself off from Aventurine.

Aventurine can be more "clamorous" than a screaming peacock, but Ratio will still not put up walls against him. This isn't accidental. The devs had every opportunity in the world to go the opposite route and make jokes about Ratio refusing to take the bust off in Aventurine's obnoxious presence; instead they decided that Ratio apparently has a glaring, Aventurine-shaped exception to his "I don't want to perceive you fools or be perceived by you" life rule.

This "willing to tolerate shenanigans only if Aventurine is involved" behavior continues basically throughout all of Penacony's plot. In 2.3 for example, if you turn around and talk to Ratio again on the Radiant Feldspar, he flat out says:

But there's no actual explanation for why he's there in the first place. He mentions he was assigned to watch over "the IPC's ambassadors," which theoretically should apply to Jade and Topaz, yet we never see him interacting with them in any capacity. He's never even shown in the same room as Jade or Topaz, and he's not shown doing any other form of business for the IPC on the Feldspar either. Theoretically, he could have been on the Feldspar to meet regarding the Divergent Universe... except Screwllum wasn't there yet, and Ratio doesn't mention a single word about the Divergent Universe to the Trailblazer.

The only person Ratio talks about in his dialogue on the Feldspar is Aventurine, and the only non-Trailblazer he talks to in 2.3 at all is also Aventurine, replying to him and only him in the group chat.

He looked like he might give it a shot to try to befriend Boothill and Argenti at the end of 2.3... but immediately changes his mind and leaves without saying a word to them.

It's not really a stretch to suggest that the only reasonable excuse for Ratio to attend the party on the Feldspar was if he was there for Aventurine, a behavior that he himself notes is out of character. ("A waste of time" he says, as he stands there anyway.)

But, second and even more importantly: Ratio's single most defining character trait is that he believes people need to pick themselves up. The entire point of his debut appearance in the game was to present his philosophy that if the powerful or privileged intervene to continually "save" the mediocre, ordinary people will never learn for themselves or get the chance to grow. It is in times of desperation, he says, that fools exceed their limits and reach greatness.

This is why, in 1.6, he insisted on Asta and the Trailblazer being the ones to solve the attacks happening on the space station, without relying on Screwllum or the other geniuses. Although Ratio did actively intervene a little (using the phase flame to save the researchers from death), he did so only from behind the scenes, where his actual help would not be noticed by those affected and where it had no impact on their decision-making or their struggles to solve the mystery.

He let Asta and the Trailblazer panic. He let them flounder. He even deliberately misled them at points, claiming that Duke Inferno must have kidnapped the researchers (when it was actually Ratio himself who re-routed them).

Ultimately, Ratio let Asta and the Trailblazer grow from their experiences.

This is also why he lets the Trailblazer go blazing in to fight Ruan Mei's faux emanator of the propagation, despite knowing that Trailblazer was not actually strong enough to win. Ratio watched and was ready to intervene... but in the end he did not, because it was the Trailblazer's fight to lose.

Ratio's most defining character trait is that he believes standing back and observing is the true kindness, rather than inserting oneself and denying people their autonomy or opportunities to grow.

Buttttt... then there's Aventurine, and suddenly the story is completely different.

Suddenly, Ratio isn't an observer but becomes essential to the plan. He's even walking around making big claims about being the manager of the task, flexing all of his C+ acting ability to actively carry out their mutual ploy.

In 2.3, he claims he was just there to watch, and his Penacony sticker asserts he's only "a supporting character"--yet we have never seen Ratio take a more active role in the entire game. Unlike with the Trailblazer in 1.6, he's not primarily watching events unfold from shadowy corners. He's in Penacony as Aventurine's active partner in crime.

And, even more telling--he later jeopardizes their entire mission just to ask if Aventurine needs help.

What? Huh? The character who is famous for the voice line "You look distressed. Is something troubling you? If so, you can figure it out for yourself" is suddenly offering his assistance entirely unprompted?

The guy whose motto might as well be:

Is suddenly out here throwing his own core philosophy out the window to solve Penacony's mystery for Aventurine and save him from himself in Aventurine's hour of greatest need?

A lot of people get hung up on the second half of Ratio's letter, the part about staying alive, which of course is very sweet. But I think the second half causes people to forget that the first part of Ratio's letter is, quite literally, the answer to Penacony's mystery.

Ratio gave Aventurine the answer.

This is like if your professor just gave you and you alone the score key to the final exam and then turned around to insist he "doesn't play favorites."

Of course, Aventurine is brilliant and didn't need Ratio's answer about dormancy, which makes the fact that Ratio went out of the way to give it to him even more odd. Ratio despises unnecessary repetition. If he wasn't dead worried, he would never have given Aventurine an answer that Aventurine had the power to find on his own.

And, as far as canon tells us, Ratio has never done this for anyone else.

The difference is night and day. It's literally the Gordon Ramsay meme, with everyone else in the entire game being the "fucking donkeys" to Aventurine's "Oh dear. Gorgeous."

So: Even if we entirely put aside shipping, if we look strictly at what we're given in canon:

Ratio treats Aventurine with more respect than he treats most other characters in the game.

He involves himself in Aventurine's struggles in a way that he flat out refuses to do for anyone else.

He compromises his own beliefs purely out of concern for Aventurine.

So, at least as far as we've been shown in canon, it is accurate to state that Aventurine is the closest character to Ratio--and unlike Aventurine (king of self-gaslighting), Ratio isn't even good at acting like he doesn't care.

Frankly, the whole thing is a little sad. Ratio's behavior is so blatantly out of character that a smart person like Aventurine should easily be able to determine it is genuine, but Aventurine's personal hang-ups and ongoing trauma make it difficult for him to even see that authenticity, let alone put faith in it. Even in canon, Ratio is mostly unable to help himself when it comes to Aventurine, which is especially unfortunate given how badly skewed Aventurine's perception of himself and others is by the start of Penacony's story.

PHEW! I finally made it through canon content!

Now there's just... everything else... 🫠

Well, to be honest, I don't think I could ever manage to put all my thoughts about this ship into one post. Probably not even fifty posts.

So rather than trying to say everything there is to say about Ratiorine, what I want to focus on is how fantastically these two characters just fit together. Like puzzle pieces that need to be mirror opposites in order to link, these two characters parallel each other while also perfectly filling in each other's voids. It's some of the best character pair writing I've seen in a long time (though I'm still sort of convinced it was at least 50% sheer luck on Hoyo's part), and my perspective on their ship can really be tied to my underlying perception of Ratio and Aventurine's characters as remarkably similar individuals:

It's obvious that Aventurine is not a healthy or well-adjusted adult man, but like... neither is Ratio.

Both of these characters are "not quite right" marginalized people who, at least in my interpretation, have essentially given up on even faking normality and are now just vaguely play acting their way through being functioning members of a universe that is entirely unequipped to accept them for who they are. In a world full of cyborg cowboys and people with wings growing from their heads, the game still manages to somehow convince us that Aventurine and Ratio are odd ones out.

Kakavasha can't even exist in the dystopian capitalist hellscape of the IPC's machinations. "Aventurine" isn't even a real person, just a never-ending performance, a slick, devil-may-care persona without a single ounce of substance.

Ratio, meanwhile, is a world of one, rejected from the only place he thought he could find validation and acceptance but unable to lower himself to fit in anywhere else.

Aventurine is so bad at making genuine connections that he turns everyday conversations into gambles because he doesn't believe people will care enough to keep talking to him without tangible incentive.

Ratio's insistence on treating everyone as students, not as equals, also means he has an excuse to never emotionally engage with anyone he meets. (This is not at all a textbook method of intentional avoidance to prevent any chance of social rejection. Not at all.)

At the end of the day, Aventurine and Ratio both come across as desperately lonely, and so caught up in their own situations that they really don't have the ability to climb out of that hole on their own.

Preventing them from even being able to maintain any form of relationship is also the fact that neither one of them can even find justification. Neither one of them has a reasonable answer to the question "Why am I alive?" anymore, because Aventurine's reason died on Sigonia and Ratio's reason died with an IPC invitation instead of a Genius Society letter. Though their differing perspectives have led them on opposite paths pursuing their own answers to that ultimate question of "Why should I keep living?" (Aventurine was headed toward giving up before the end of Penacony, while Ratio has invented an immeasurable, impossible goal to distract himself from feeling purposeless), both of them are pretty much miserably unfulfilled in their current lives.

They're also both violently allergic to emotional vulnerability and to having any of their flaws or true desires actually be perceived. Both of them put up insanely high walls. Aventurine pushes boundaries with everyone he meets to provoke their hatred in advance, before they can come to disdain him for his "real" flaws. He acts out harmful racist stereotypes to use others' preconceptions for advantage, manipulating every situation he's in--incidentally affirming the stereotypes against his people by doing so.

Ratio puts a physical wall of plaster between himself and others, but the plaster bust actually doesn't have anything on the mental and emotional gymnastics he's engaged in to justify his isolation from the world, doing everything in his power to convince himself that he's isolated by choice, that it's perfectly logical for Veritas Ratio to have nowhere to truly belong, no one to truly belong with. He's so mundane after all. Of course the geniuses don't want him, that's just commonsense. But everyone else is so... different, so foolish, so illogical... It just wouldn't be reasonable of him to try to become one of them either, to be their friend instead of their distant educator. (You know, if you never try to integrate with others, then they can't reject you. Ratio has learned his lesson.)

Somehow, Aventurine and Ratio are two of the most competent and successful people in Star Rail's entire universe and simultaneously also two of the most misfit, reject, dysfunctional messes in the game. Like... Blade has a better support network than Aventurine and Ratio combined. The 7000-pound murderous mech with a disabled, genetically-modified war veteran who never got to live a normal human life hiding inside it is more capable of making friends than Aventurine and Dr. Ratio.

Which is why I love that the devs decided to make their canon backstory: "Some absolute treasures in the IPC and the Intelligentsia Guild had the galaxy-brained idea of pairing Ratio and Aventurine as strategic partners." The game's writing really said: "These two characters are so socially stunted, they have to be assigned a relationship like it's homework."

They may not have it all figured out yet, but the fans see the design: Now that Ratio and Aventurine have each other, they're not alone anymore. I have never seen two characters better fit the "Is anyone going to match my freak?" meme only for the actual answer to be "Yes."

Ratio is "plays chess with himself" levels of loner weird? No problem--Aventurine is "Wanna take bets on who's going to die today?" weirder. Ratio wears a plaster bust to ward off idiots? Aventurine transforms into a monster on command, which is pretty much guaranteed to achieve the same effect.

Ratio wasn't chosen by Nous? That's fine, Aventurine's one job as a "chosen one" was to save his people and now they're all dead. Nobody can keep up with Ratio in conversation? Watch a single comment from Aventurine turn him into a fumbling mess on live television.

Ratio's inability to relate to the experiences and development of any peers his own age have left him extremely isolated and with a permanently scarred sense of self-worth? Wow, I wonder if Aventurine knows exactly what that feels like.

They just... fit.

And, changing focus a little here at the end: While I personally think that recovery from trauma requires internal motivation and self-kindness foremost, I also think that Ratio and Aventurine's relationship should be considered from the perspective of how they help to fill each other's gaps.

Unlike any connection at the Genius Society who will always evoke unpleasant memories of Nous's rejection, Aventurine isn't going to make Ratio feel intellectually inferior. Aventurine has nothing but good things to say about Ratio's intelligence, and it's even apparent that Ratio felt comfortable enough to at least mention his Genius Society woes to Aventurine, something he explicitly does not do with anyone else.

Even when it comes to social interactions, Aventurine isn't going to make Ratio feel inadequate, because honestly? Aventurine's almost as bad at them as Ratio. Aventurine is much better at faking it socially, but when it actually counts? When he's trying to be real with others? A solid 70% of the people who meet Aventurine still end up wanting to strangle him. The guy tried to apologize for threatening to detonate the Trailblazer like a bomb by buying them a model train...

Then there's this:

Aventurine is the only character explicitly called Ratio's equal in game, and more than just treating him respectfully as an equal, Aventurine also exhibits one extreme appeal that no one else in game has ever shown to Ratio: Aventurine makes Ratio feel needed. For Aventurine, Ratio is not a forgettable after-thought as he is to Herta and most of the other geniuses. He's not just "some weird guy who scolds me about school" like he is to the Trailblazer. Ratio's intellect and skill were integral to Aventurine's plan from step one to the very end. Ratio has a place in Aventurine's plots. For a character who directly assesses worth by how beneficial a person can be to others, the fact that Aventurine can make Ratio feel wanted and valued probably produced some of the strongest personal fulfillment Ratio has had in years.

On the opposite side, Ratio's in a unique position. Out of every relevant character in Aventurine's story, Ratio is the only one who has nothing to lose by choosing Kakavasha over "Aventurine." Ratio doesn't profit off Aventurine or take any expensive gifts from him, like the Trailblazer does. He doesn't need Aventurine's luck for anything at all. He'd be able to work for the IPC even if Aventurine wasn't in it. Ratio certainly doesn't want the glitz and glamour of a shallow gambling hustler persona. His work doesn't require Aventurine's continued involvement like Topaz's and Jade's does. He'd probably prefer not to know any Stonehearts at all, thank you for asking.

Outside of deliberate-acting insults about Sigonians for Sunday's sake, we're not told that Ratio has any connections to--and therefore has no preconceived biases against--Sigonians. Being a person who values self-determination and a refusal to live in mediocrity above all else, he would have nothing but esteem for how far Aventurine has managed to come despite the harsh circumstances of his life. Ratio probably wouldn't even think Aventurine's belief in Gaiathra is that strange; one of Ratio's doctorates is actually in theology.

Unlike literally everyone else in the universe who needs "Aventurine," we have every indication that Ratio's respect and admiration will only grow when he finally gets to meet "Kakavasha."

Loneliness, rejection, betrayal, a lack of understanding from others--all of these can leave wounds that only genuine, deep bonds with others can heal.

On death's doorway, in the darkest shadow, when Aventurine had to make the choice between passing on to be with the family that loved him and choosing to return to a reality without them... Ratio's letter was there, telling Aventurine the exact thing he needed to hear to choose life: Someone is waiting for you to come home.

If the resounding rejection of Star Rail's Nihility is belief in humanity's power to make meaning in our own lives through our connections to others, then the ultimate message of Ratio and Aventurine's arc in Penacony is that no one needs to be alone. The world is not as empty as you fear.

And that is a message that Ratio and Aventurine can learn best through each other.

(I just... love them so much...)

[shy-writer-999]

Summary: You and Zoro take advantage of an empty ship. Or at least, you think it’s empty. Ft. a healthy serving of Zosan. I think this is my best for October by far… 3k words.

CW: Afab reader, gendered language (“pretty girl”), non-consensual voyeurism, pathetic horny Sanji behavior, dirty talk, P in V, masturbation.

MINORS DNI. NSFW CONTENT.

Finally, the Thousand Sunny docked on land. The crew was restless to get off the boat and go explore. Nami and Robin were going to go shopping, but you declined, feigning exhaustion. Zoro made the excuse that he was going to stay on the ship and train some more. Properly excused, you and Zoro finally had time alone together. The ship was empty and it was a gorgeous day. You hadn’t had time to sneak off together in a couple days and you both were going crazy with desire.

As soon as the coast was clear, Zoro dragged you to the dimly lit men’s sleeping quarters and crashed his lips onto yours. He closed the door and pinned you up against it, biting on your lip, feeling your waist, hips, and ass, hands reaching upwards to massage your chest, lips wandering to suck harshly on your neck. He was ravenous, starving for you.

Zoro quickly peeled off your top and bra, and you shimmied out of your pants. He freed himself of his clothes and picked you up by your waist, carrying you over to his bed. His starving kisses continued, and he positioned himself on top of you—his hard erection started to rut on your stomach and thighs.

When Zoro pulled away from you, his eyes were on fire with need. He picked up his black bandana from the pile of clothes on the floor. Manhandling you with ease, he maneuvered you up by the headboard. He held your hands together and looped his bandana firmly around them, fixing you to the wood. The position was uncomfortable.

Positioning you just how he wanted, he pushed your thighs and knees up so they were propped and spread, exposing your bare core. You couldn’t move your hands at all with Zoro’s bandana wrapped around them, and your legs were spread so wide that the angle felt embarrassing.

Zoro took in the view, proudly. He leaned forward and braced one hand on the headboard next to yours. Putting his other hand on your waist, he leaned in to kiss you. The shaft of his cock rubed back and forth on your folds, building heat and snagging on your clit.

“Zoro,” you moaned his name as the tip of his cock dragged over your sensitive spot. You were already wet, needy for him after seconds of friction.

“You want it, baby?” His voice was gravelly and deep already, greedy desire seeping through every word.

When you locked eyes with him and nodded vigorously, he lined the red and weeping head of his cock up with your entrance and began to press it into you. He stared at his shaft disappearing inside of you, swallowing up his girth like it was nothing.

The thick wiry hair at the base of his cock finally met with your flesh as he bottomed out inside of you. He let out a loud and delicious groan. “Fuucckkkk.”

As Zoro’s grip on your waist tightened, you pulled on his bandana and struggled, trying to push down on his cock, trying to fuck yourself with it—you were relatively unsuccessful, going crazy with need.

“You look so fuckin’ hot tied up for me,” Zoro purred in your ear as he began to move his hips slowly. You were starting to make a mess of your thighs and his cock, matting down the ring of hair at the base of his shaft with your slick. “Your little cunt is so wet already, baby.”

Zoro picked up the pace and obscene sounds started to echo in the room as his cock rhythmically rammed into you. “Juuuussst like that. You’re takin’ me so well, fuck.”

About fifteen feet away, Sanji stirred awake, roused from sleep by the wet sounds of Zoro fucking you and his deep growls.

Sanji usually wasn’t one for napping, but the night before he had cooked a huge feast and cleaned the whole kitchen. He was exhausted. He planned on sleeping for a few hours before going into town to grab supplies that night—but he was rudely awakened by you and Zoro going at it like animals in heat.

As Sanji’s ears adjusted to the foreign noise, his heart started to beat faster. He realized what it was. Sanji’s breath hitched and blush took over his cheeks—he was shocked. He didn’t want to open his eyes or move to cause attention, so he held still and listened for a moment. He was totally awake by now, and each grunt and slap he heard from the pair of you made him harder. After a few minutes of listening to you have sex, Sanji’s cock was twitching and fully erect, forming a tent in the covers of his bed.

He didn’t know what to do. Should he just lay there until the pair of you were done, and then pretend like he was sleeping the whole time? Or would it be better if he got up and just ran out of the room? His cock was aching already, hard as a rock. He could touch himself right now, and neither of you would know, if he did it carefully…

At one particularly deep grunt from Zoro, Sanji snuck his hand down as inconspicuously as he could to palm his raging boner through his underwear. The friction from the fabric on his cock felt like fire, pleasure increased by the fact that he was touching himself mere feet away from you two, who obviously had the impression that he wasn’t there. He grinded his palm down, over his shaft, producing small waves of euphoria.

He knew it was wrong. He felt disgusted with himself, but he couldn’t stop touching his cock, it felt too good.

Sanji could tell that precum was already seeping out of his tip. His heart started to flutter every time one of you made a noise. He couldn’t take it any longer. He turned his head gently to the side and stared at the pair of you, sneaking a hand into his underwear to stroke his bare shaft while he watched.

“You’re so fucking tight,” Zoro groaned as his cock plunged into you with a squelch. “You like how my cock feels, baby? You wanna cream on it?”

Sanji’s hand grasped the base of his shaft, holding it there for a second, stopping the blood flow so it throbbed and jumped. He felt repulsive for getting off on this, but fuck, it felt good.

“Mmmm, Zoro, please, fuck me harder.” You sighed sweetly and it made Sanji's heart thump.

Zoro’s grunting got Sanji so hard it was unreal. His heart flipped as he watched Zoro’s muscular body roll into yours, admiring how each toned muscle rippled with minimal effort. Zoro’s brows were furrowed, his muscles were tense, flexed, and all his attention was laser focused on you. Likewise, you just looked up at him and begged him to fuck you more, fuck you harder, and fuck you deeper. You were desperate for it, pleading for more of Zoro’s cock.

Sanji’s eyes darted from Zoro’s toned body to your tits bouncing from each thrust of Zoro’s hips. He stared at Zoro’s girthy cock sliding in and out of your glistening core with ease and his eyes widened when he realized how big Zoro’s cock really was. He noticed that you were tied up with Zoro’s bandana and he was shocked but wildly turned on as you struggled against your restraints.

He hadn't known that you and Zoro were actually intimate, but he had long suspected it. This was fulfilling some sort of fantasy for him. Not only was he ferociously attracted to you, but he recently started to get flustered any time the mosshead yelled at him or got up in his face. He was in denial about it, but he sort of, no, he really thought Zoro was hot when he was angry. Seeing the swordsman grunt and plow his cock into your folds made his heart pound.

Sanji didn’t think that seeing you two fuck would have this dramatic of an effect on him, but his hand felt amazing around his cock. Some of it was definitely that neither you nor the swordsman knew that Sanji was getting off to the sight, and that it was sickening of him to indulge in his lust like this… but he was at his wit’s end. He bit his lip to keep the sound in, tried to stifle it as much as he could, but a small, barely audible whine slipped out.

Zoro’s head snapped and pinpointed Sanji immediately, registering that the blonde cook was fucking his hand under the covers. Zoro had half a mind to go over there and wring his neck, but something about being watched made his cock jump. Instead, he smirked and jerked his hips harder.

You were too fucked out at this point to notice. The only thing you could focus on was Zoro’s cock bullying your g-spot relentlessly. You were so overcome with pleasure that you had lost all touch with reality. Your eyes were glossy, your jaw was slack, and the moans tumbled out of your lips in a constant stream.

Each nasty thing Zoro said wrenched more pleasure from both you and Sanji. He needed to rub it in the cook’s face, to rub in the fact that you were his, and to rub in the fact that Sanji talked shit but was masturbating right now like some perverted brat. Was he really that depraved?

“That shitty cook is getting a real good look at you baby, watching me fuck you.” Zoro growled and locked his pussy-drunk eyes with Sanji, who was now stroking his fist shamelessly with the covers pulled away. “Yeah, idiot? Getting off on seeing me fuck her? Pervert.”

Sanji twisted his hand around the head of his cock, swiping up the pooling precum and pulling it down his shaft. He let out another whine at the wet sensation, wishing that he could be buried inside of you right now instead of touching himself.

When Zoro spoke down to him, it got him off. He didn’t know why, but it felt good when the swordsman called him an idiot and a pervert, especially when he could see his cock slide in and out of you. He also didn’t know why Zoro hadn’t come over and attacked him yet.

Zoro doubled down on the dirty talk, addressing you with particularly filthy words. “You’re milking my cock so good in front of him, baby. Get yourself all messy so he can see it.”

His voice was husky and voracious. He was getting wrapped up in the feeling of your walls clenching and throbbing around him, and the sight of Sanji fucking his fist. You hummed in response to Zoro’s praise, cunt clenching around his girth, and it spurred him on.

“Am I making you feel good, pretty girl? Tell me how good it feels so Sanji can hear it.” Zoro emphasized Sanji’s name. The cook’s heart did a flip—his mouth was hanging open now and his cock was pulsing.

While Sanji watched, Zoro reached two fingers and shoved them in your mouth. You were practically drooling from pleasure. He pressed his fingers down your throat so forcefully that you gagged on them.

Zoro groaned—he loved that sound and loved playing with your body like that. When he took his fingers out, a strand of spit connected his fingertips to your lips. He sucked his fingers clean and leaned into your face, fucking you deeper.

“Does it feel good when he watches you, sweetheart? You like the shit cook touching himself while you get fucked dumb by my cock? Getting so wet and dirty for me, I like making you feel good.” Again, Zoro emphasized the last few words. His eyes locked on Sanji’s and the cook’s heart skipped a beat—the last few words of that sentence felt like they were for Sanji, too. Like Zoro liked making Sanji feel good.

The cook stroked himself faster and dug his thumb into his slit a bit, drawing out more pearly precum. The pressure made his hips buck.

Zoro’s voice got louder as the pace of his hips increased; by now, they were spasming into you, fucking you at breakneck speed. His eyes were riveted on Sanji’s for the good majority of the time. You matched the swordsman’s volume and writhed in ecstasy.

“F-feels good, Zoro. Don’t stop. Feels good.” You keened his name and arched your back.

“Mmhmm? Does it? Cum on my cock, sweetheart. Wanna make that little pussy feel so fucking good. Want Sanji to see how much you like it. Bet he wishes it was him.”

The cook’s heart pattered and you attempted to mewl out a response to Zoro, but you almost couldn’t get out a word. You started babbling incoherent nonsense like the fucked-out wreck you were.

“Your c-cock, ‘Zo, Zoro, feels so—so good I can’t—too good, ‘m gonna cum—make me—fuck.”

“Cream for me, gorgeous. Show Sanji how good you feel.” Zoro’s hips convulsed as your walls clenched around his cock again. He moaned, producing a sound more desperate and feral than Sanji had ever heard before. “You like that, cook? You like watching us?”

Sanji whimpered with an eager nod out and stroked faster. He felt like he was going to pass out from pleasure—the way Zoro was talking to him felt charged and erotic, like he was trying to get Sanji riled up.

You were at your limit.

“C-cum—fuck, Zoro, cum in me,” you spat out the words with the utmost effort. "'m so close."

One last thrust of Zoro’s cock and you were in toe-curling ecstasy, writhing on his shaft, pulling on the bandana, and mewling so loudly it could have been heard across the whole ship.

“That’s it, just like that, baby, fuck, your pussy is so good, fuck, fuchhhccckkkk.” The sight of you cumming from his cock was the last thing Zoro needed before he joined you in bliss.

Shaking uncontrollably from his orgasm, he pumped milky white ropes inside and you could feel him filling you up. There was so much of his seed that it was starting to drip out of you.

Moments after Zoro, Sanji came. He was thinking about fucking you while Zoro watched, and how that would feel. Would the swordsman sit up in a chair and stroke his cock slowly while you rode Sanji? Would you straddle the cook or wrap your legs around him while Zoro touched himself at the end of the bed? Would he throw his head back and groan as sweetly as he had just now?

Sanji’s mind wandered to previously un-indulged in thoughts—what if Zoro fucked him while you watched and fingered yourself? Would he watch your fingers pass in and out of your cunt while Zoro’s huge cock brushed his g-spot? Would the swordsman encourage or degrade him? What would Zoro feel when his name trickled out of Sanji’s mouth? What would it feel like for the swordsman to fill him with cum?

When the cook came all over his hands and abdomen, his hips jerked up, pulling his pelvis up off the mattress. He came loudly and explosively, letting out a lewd, drawn-out whine. Unbeknownst to him, the sound made Zoro’s cock twitch. The swordsman (in denial) ascribed that to his orgasm (though it had passed already).

Zoro practically fell forward onto you, panting there with heaving breaths before he regained composure and untied your hands.

He kissed you passionately for what felt like a long time, and then stood on shaky legs and scooped you up to take you to the bathroom. “Our turn first, shit cook.” Zoro smirked and carted you off, walking out like nothing weird happened. Your eyes were half-closed and a soft smile played on your lips as you waved bye to Sanji.

The blonde couldn’t even help but admire Zoro’s backside as he walked away. Fuck, he was just so toned and tan and hairy and… manly. His mouth went dry with the realization that damn, he really did want to Zoro to fuck him. Or vice versa. Fuck.

Sanji thought about that incident for months afterwards and developed a habit of touching himself to the scenarios he imagined. He was particularly taken with the idea of Zoro’s cock in him while you finger fucked yourself.

And interestingly enough, when Zoro touched himself he thought of your cunt around his shaft and the sight of Sanji fucking his fist. The cook’s eyes looked animalistic that day, his cock was so red and dripping with precum, your moans had been deafening, Sanji’s whimpers were kind of…

Suffice it to say, the three of you had no problem with this occasion and each of you thought that you would like it to happen again. The only issue was how to go about that.

*whistles* sheesh!! i greatly enjoyed writing this one. i've been looking forward to posting it for ages (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ i hope you enjoyed it!

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