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Licked by Science

By rules of the playground licking something means you own it. So obviously you lick Senku. Senku Ishigami x Reader warnings: none word count: 1,534 cross posted on ao3

It started with a rock. A really shiny, really cool rock. You’d found it in the schoolyard during recess, glinting under the sun like a tiny captured star, and naturally, there was only one person who could properly appreciate such a treasure.

“Senku! Look what I found!” You ran up to him, shoving the rock into his hands like it was the most important thing in the world.

Senku barely looked up from his book before adjusting his grip on the stone, inspecting it with sharp, calculating eyes. “Hoh? Not bad. This is a piece of pyrite—fool’s gold.”

You gasped. “Gold?!”

“Fool’s gold,” he corrected, rolling his eyes. “It’s an iron sulfide mineral. It looks valuable, but it’s actually worthless.” He pointed over to the boxes the theater kids brought, “It probably just fell out of that.”

You blinked, then grinned. “So, it’s like the fake treasure in pirate movies?” Of course you didn’t listen.

“Exactly.” Senku smirked, obviously pleased you were keeping up with the scientific side of his observations. “It’s formed in hydrothermal veins when iron and sulfur combine under heat and pressure. You probably found it because of the mineral composition in the area—”

Before he could go off on a full-blown science lecture, you leaned forward and—

Licked.

His cheek.

Senku froze.

It gave you enough time to lick the rock. He didn’t even want to think about where it had been.

For a full three seconds, he was just a statue, his brain absolutely refusing to process what had just happened. His eye twitched. “…THE HELL WAS THAT?!”

“I licked you, so you’re mine now!” you declared proudly, hands on your hips. That’s how it worked, right? That’s what your older cousin told you about her puppy. She said dogs licked things to claim them. And Senku was your best friend, so naturally, licking him made it official!

Senku reeled back like you’d electrocuted him. “That is NOT how science OR ownership works, you primitive ape!!”

“Too late, I called it!” You crossed your arms, smirking. “Ishigami Senku is officially mine. No take-backs.”

He wiped his cheek aggressively, looking more scandalized than you’d ever seen him. “First of all, that’s completely unscientific. Second, that’s disgusting! Third—” He scrubbed his cheek harder. “WHY WOULD YOU LICK ME?!”

You giggled. “Because you’re mine, duh.”

Senku’s face burned bright red, and for the first time ever, he had no comeback. He just grumbled something under his breath, turned on his heel, and stomped away—probably to disinfect his face a hundred times.

You picked up your shiny rock and grinned.

It had been three hours since ‘The Incident.’

Senku had spent the remainder of recess scrubbing his cheek with the intensity of someone trying to remove radioactive contamination. He had also, to your mild amusement, been uncharacteristically quiet since then. No rambling about physics, no smug comments about how he was the smartest person on the playground. Just red ears, wide eyes, and the occasional distant stare into the void.

Not that you noticed.

The school bell rang, and as always, you waited outside the gate for Senku so you could walk home together. He was taking a suspiciously long time to emerge, and when he finally did, he kept two feet of distance between you, eyes darting anywhere but in your direction.

You tilted your head. “Hey, you okay? You’ve been weird all day.”

“I’m fine,” he said stiffly.

You blinked. Shrugged. And then—as always—grabbed his wrist and started dragging him home.

This was routine. Senku, being Senku, would get so lost in his thoughts that he’d walk directly into traffic if left unsupervised, so it had become your personal responsibility to make sure he actually got home in one piece. Usually, he just let you do it. Today, however—

The moment your fingers curled around his wrist, Senku jolted like you’d electrocuted him.

“W-WHAT NOW?!”

You glanced back at him, confused. “…What?”

“Y-You’re—” He clamped his mouth shut, face burning even redder. You’d never seen him so visibly malfunctioning.

You raised an eyebrow. “Senku, you’re always lost in your head when we walk home. Do you wanna end up in a ditch?”

That seemed to shake him out of it, because he scowled and grumbled, “Tch, fine, whatever,” before reluctantly letting you drag him along.

Again—not that you noticed his existential crisis.

By the time you reached Senku’s house, his entire mood had not recovered. His dad, Byakuya, was already home, leaning against the doorframe with a knowing smirk.

“Well, well,” Byakuya said, arms crossed. “You’re later than usual. Let me guess—Senku got caught up in another experiment?”

“Nope!” you chirped. “Senku’s just being weird.”

Byakuya blinked. “Oh?”

Senku visibly tensed. “I’m not being weird.”

You squinted at him. “You spent the whole walk home redder than a tomato.”

Byakuya’s eyes lit up. Oh, he was already having too much fun. “Wait a second… Did something happen today?”

Senku froze.

You, however, nodded enthusiastically. “Yup! I licked him.”

The pregnant silence that followed could have had her baby before one of you spoke.

Byakuya blinked very slowly. “You… licked him?”

Senku looked like he was praying for a spontaneous meteor impact.

“Yup!” You grinned. “Because I licked him, he’s mine now.”

Byakuya immediately lost it. His booming laughter echoed through the street while Senku visibly died inside.

“PFFT—AHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Byakuya wheezed, clutching his stomach. “Oh man, I knew someone would get you one day, but this is beyond my expectations!”

Senku buried his face in his hands. “Kill me.”

“Nope, no can do, my boy,” Byakuya grinned, wiping a tear from his eye. “You’ve already been claimed.”

Senku made a noise like a dying cat.

Meanwhile, you just smiled, completely oblivious to your best friend’s utter suffering.

Senku was not flustered.

Flustered was an illogical state of mind. It served no scientific purpose. There was absolutely no reason why his brain kept replaying ‘The Incident’ over and over again like a glitched-out record player.

Unfortunately for him, Byakuya wasn’t letting it go.

The entire evening had been filled with teasing. Every time Senku walked into the room, Byakuya wiggled his eyebrows at him. When they sat down for dinner, Byakuya stuck his tongue out just to watch Senku choke on his rice.

It was absolute hell.

But eventually, time passed. Senku convinced himself that it was a one-time thing. A weird, impulsive moment that you’d already forgotten about.

…Until the next day.

It was recess again, and you were crouched on the pavement, examining another rock. Senku sat nearby, scribbling formulas in a notebook. Things had finally returned to normal.

And then—

“Hold still,” you said.

Before Senku could process those words, you leaned over and—

LICK.

Except this time, you weren’t licking him.

You were licking Taiju.

Senku’s entire body short-circuited.

“W-WHAT?!” Taiju yelped, nearly falling over.

“There,” you declared proudly. “You’re mine now.”

Taiju jumped back up. “FOR REAL?!” You were unphased by his demeanor, courtesy of knowing the guy since diapers. “I HAVE TO LICK YOU BACK TOO!”

Senku stared. His brain refused to compute.

He knew it was stupid, unscientific, completely irrational—but for some reason, something in his chest clenched.

He scowled. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

You turned to him, tilting your head. Taiju’s mouth was obnoxiously close to your own pretty cheek. “What?”

“You—you already did that to me.” His voice came out more accusing than intended.

You blinked. “Yeah, but Taiju’s my friend too.” Said boy had some drool fall to the ground from how big his mouth was, still propped open in mid air. The big oaf.

Despite the warmth he normally felt for your antics today it was dulled. Senku felt something ugly twist in his stomach.

“Yeah, but you licked me first,” he muttered under his breath.

“What?”

“Nothing,” he snapped, crossing his arms.

Taiju, meanwhile, was still reeling. At least he had the decency to close his mouth.“Wait, so, uh… does this mean I belong to you now?”

You nodded firmly.

Senku’s eye twitched.

“No,” he blurted.

You and Taiju blinked at him. “No?”

“No.” Senku scowled, pointing at Taiju like he was an incorrect math equation. “That’s not how this works. You can’t just—just collect people.”

“…Why not?”

“Because,” Senku snapped, voice sharper than usual. “I thought you picked me.”

The words escaped before he could stop them.

Silence.

Taiju blinked. You blinked. Senku, realizing what he had just admitted, suddenly wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

You tilted your head. “Oh. You wanted to be special?”

“N-No, that’s not—” He stopped. Because that’s exactly what he had meant.

You grinned. “Okay.”

Senku frowned. “Okay, what?”

You leaned in—too close—and licked his cheek again.

Senku froze.

“There,” you said smugly. “You get double licks, so you’re extra mine.”

Taiju burst out laughing.

Senku made a noise like a dying computer. “I—that’s—” He stood up so fast he nearly knocked over his notebook. “THAT’S NOT—WHATEVER! I’M GOING HOME.”

And then, he fled.

Taiju wiped a tear from his eye. “Man, you really broke him, huh?”

You just grinned.

Best discovery ever.

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Relationship Headcanons: Stanley Snyder

x gn! reader

All of this is super self-indulgent

lmk who you want next

SFW:

Stanley "Loverboy" Snyder falls first, and falls hard.

Regardless of how/when you meet, after that day you have a constant companion.

Acts super nonchalant but the minute you accept his invitation for dinner he's internally losing his mind.

Pays for everything

Literally

He will not let you use your money for anything if he can help it

His love language is acts of service he is going to do everything he physically can for you

Hates long deployments because he doesn't get to see you

Highly protective (gets worse post petrification event)

Stanley is typically very secure in your relationship, but can get still jealous pretty quickly

Gives lots of soft touches throughout the day

Loves to just lay in bed with you with his head on your chest just listening to your heartbeat

Sometimes he needs to know that you're still there, still alive, still waiting for him

Is literally your best friend

Not because he chases everyone away, but because he's the only one who will actually sit and listen when you need him to

Always mindful to ask whether you're venting or looking for solutions

Gives the best hugs okay I don't make the rules here

Can be the biggest goofball when he's in the right mood, but only around you and sometimes Xeno

Speaking of Xeno, Stanley keeps the two of you separate for a while

You end up meeting your lovers best friend by Xeno's design random chance.

Stanley is genuinely relieved you two get along so well, he wasn't totally sure what he would have done if he ended up having to choose

Drives you everywhere, but is a complete speed demon so please god wear your seatbelt

Will take you anywhere to do anything you want

Stanley can do anything, and he will do it all for you.

All you have to do is ask

NSFW

The first time you two have sex it's rushed and messy

Stanley lowkey wishes he could go back and do it over again to make the experience better for you, even though you have assured him that it remains one of the hottest nights of your life

He's fairly dominating, but he loves when you get assertive

Order him around in bed and you might not walk for three days (at least)

Will bend you over at random times of the day onto nearly every surface

Has considered a threesome with Xeno multiple times, the only thing stopping him is his uncertainty about whether you want that (you do. Trust me. You want that.)

Tries to go slow and gentle but his patience only stretches so thin, and when you start sounding like that? Game over

Has left bruises on your hips multiple times

Will come at just the sight of you red faced and panting, covered in his smeared lipstick

Bite marks and hickies everywhere

On him too, please. He wants to be claimed by you just as viciously

Likes to smoke after sex, but if you try to join him via shotgunning there will be another around

Whatever you need for aftercare is prepped beforehand so that he doesn't have to leave you alone in the bed

Literally has a drawer of snacks and water bottles and will have a towel on standby

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how i be feelin the last 5 years

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“you better not be drinking and getting pregnant behind my back”

ma’am, I read fanfics on tumblr to fall asleep

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thank you archive of our own for being the sole reason I don't kill myself

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modus / ego

requiem for a dream; ch.2

xeno houston wingfield x gn!reader | 3.3k wc | no major warnings. Xeno is sort of vulnerable, psychology explained by a geology major, jealousy, a few too many sexual innuendos/insinuations as jokes.

♫ modus / joji

When you walk into your office the following day, you’re met with the comical sight of Xeno’s pompadour peaking above your chair. “I don’t recall ever giving you a spare key.” 

He spins around in your chair, resting his elbows on your desk. “Is that so? If my memory serves me correctly, you gave it to me a year into our friendship.” 

You roll your eyes, moving to stand beside your desk, and your gaze follows as he stands. “You skipped a day to freshen up your wardrobe?” You asked, eyes raking over the black lab coat he wore. “It looks good on you, but–” you pause, taking another step back to look at him. “Xeno, is there something you want to tell me?” 

He sighs, placing his hands on his hips in defeat. “Not at all. I simply wanted your opinion.” He tips his head up to look at you, resting a hand on his chin. “You seem exhausted. Were you truly that worried about me?” 

When you avert your eyes with a scoff, Xeno doesn’t doubt that you were. You practically deprived yourself of care worrying for him, and though he wants to scold you for being so careless, a part of him finds it touching. 

He takes a cautious step forward, moving to the front of you, coming closer when you don’t back away. He keeps going until you’re walking with him, stopping when you feel the back of your thighs hitting your desk. “Xeno?” 

“I’m sorry for making you worry.” He says quietly, in a tone that was reserved solely for you. Cold fingers find your hands, wrapping around your wrists and holding lightly. 

“You have to tell me what’s going on, Xeno.” You murmured, tilting your head up when his forehead brushed against yours. 

“I believe you already figured it out.” 

Right, of course. You look to the side, “What are you gonna do?” 

“Well, I can’t risk going to a maximum security prison— heaven knows you’d be a wreck without me.” You roll your eyes. “Regardless, there’s not much I can do. Overthrowing the government will just make me public enemy number one.”

You stare at Xeno with narrowed eyes. He knows you're not the slightest bit convinced. He nods towards the stack of manila folders on your desk, a bright sticky note on top marking them as confidential. Of course he was trying to shift the conversation. “You did more research. Care to share your findings?” 

“Do you always snoop in my office reading confidential documents when I’m not around?” He averts his gaze, a laugh creeping up your throat at the blatant admittance. “We could get fired for that, you know?” 

He shrugs, “Then we could take over this place without fear of losing employment. Besides, they weren’t even confidential. They’re handwritten— completely illegible.” 

“I hate you.” 

He steps further, somehow, humming as he leans over you. “You can’t live without me.” His eyes snap to the hand on his chest, flicking them back to yours before you can look away. “You shouldn’t lie, you know? Especially to me.”

“Yeah? I guess I can say the same.” Xeno narrows his eyes, lifting his hand to your chin and moving it gently until you’re staring directly at him. “I know you aren’t okay. Quite frankly, Xeno– I think you’ve gone off the rails.” 

“Grateful as always for your honesty.” He says, dipping his head. 

The feeling of his lips against yours makes your brain fuzzy, but you’re not unfamiliar with it. Sure, you and Xeno weren’t explicitly dating, but everyone knew you belonged to each other without the label (even though there was that third variable that confused them sometimes.) It wasn’t the first time he’d kissed you, and you’re sure (from the way he always came back for more) that it wouldn’t be the last. 

“Maybe you’ll be the world's ruler in the next life.” Xeno chuckles at your proclamation, brows pinching in disappointment when you pull away just to say that. “But for now, try to keep your dreams of being a dictator to yourself.” 

“Of course.” He agrees, attempting to back away from you, but peers at your hand that held his tie to keep him in place. “They still need more projects to reject.” He scoffs when you flick his forehead, tugging his tie out of your grasp. “I’m only joking.” 

“Make me dinner.” He raises a brow at your sudden demand. “We’ll go over what I have – you’ll be disappointed, but at least you won’t be paying for my long list of drinks.” 

“Of course, since my salary can only handle paying for your four glasses of gin and three whiskey sours once a month.” With a roll of your eyes, your hands find his shoulders, turning him around and pushing him towards your office door. “This is the treatment I get? Manhandling me after I so chivalrously pay for your drinks?” 

“Shut it. You wanted info. That was your payment.” You turn him around just before you get to the door, planting your lips onto his, grinning at the muffled noise of surprise. “I’ll see you later.” 

Sputtering, Xeno tries to steal another kiss, but by the time he can look at you, you’re already shutting the door square in his face. 

He stood in shock for a moment before turning on his heel to return to his office, hiding his content smile with one hand, the other stuffed in his pocket. A sigh left the scientist's lips, but a determined smirk curled at the corners. You wanted him just as much as he wanted you. 

———

“I’m having lunch with Byakuya.” 

Xeno, who’d shown up at your office with a bag of food, nearly dropped it after your announcement. “What?”

“I’m having lunch with Byakuya,” You repeat, slipping past him before he can block your exit. “In the dining hall. You’re welcome to join.” He scoffs before moving to catch up with you, skipping a step to match your stride. 

“Why are you having lunch with him?”

“Why do you have a problem with it?” You retort, turning the corner sharply, which throws him off. “And what’s your problem with him anyway? Every time I mention him, you always go rigid like someone stuck something up your ass.”

Xeno blinks, halting his movements. You look over your shoulder at the sound of his shoe skidding against the floor, turning fully once you see the offended look on his face. “I’m allowed to dislike people.”

“Help me understand why then.” You press, walking up to him. “He’s a good guy– I don’t get why you don’t like him.” 

He sighs, raising a hand to his head. “You talk about him a lot. Even when we’re alone, our conversation always drifts to him somehow– even if it’s minuscule. It makes me wonder– annoyingly so– if you view him in the same way I do you.” 

A pause, the quiet hum of fluorescent lights, and distant beeps from computers fill the space around you. So that’s what it was. 

Jealousy. 

You raise a hand to his cheek, sighing when he leans his head into your palm slightly, almost unnoticeable. “I don’t. He’s just…” you trail off, looking to the side, “someone I admire differently. Always positive, nothing but true unbridled optimism, comforting to talk to but nothing more than that.”

“I see.” Xeno hums, fingers circling your wrist to pull your hand away from his face. “Let’s go.” He walks off first, his head tilted downward, and his grip tightened around the bag. 

You’ll have to talk to him about it later. 

“Y/n, Xeno, I'm glad you could join!” the aforementioned man exclaims, cleaning up the slightly dirtied table. “We started eating without you guys; I hope you don’t mind.” 

You shake your head, eyes flitting to Xeno when he sets the bag on the table and walks off, wordlessly making himself coffee. Something’s definitely wrong. “Not at all. Apologies if we made you wait.” 

Byakuya waves his hand in dismissal. Cheeks stuffed full of the hamburger he was eating, “Ish mo pwoblm.” You grimace, smiling politely as he talks with his mouth full—just a minor pet peeve. 

Your eyes drift back to Xeno while Byakuya goes back and forth with a colleague, frowning at the sight of him standing alone by the window– that cup of coffee was likely the only thing he’d consumed since this morning. 

“Xeno,” you beckon, holding the half-eaten sandwich up. “Come take a bite— eat something.” His finger twitches around the handle of the mug, a visible slump in his shoulders as he makes his way to you. 

He leans slightly, humming when you lift your arm higher to accommodate him. Oddly enough, his eyes don’t leave yours as he takes a– larger than you expected– bite off the corner of the sandwich, walking back to the window with a hand covering his mouth while he chews. 

“That was awfully… intimate.” Byakuya coughs, averting his gaze when you look at him. “How long have you two been together?” 

“We’re not.” 

Byakuya nods, doesn’t press further, and takes another bite of his hamburger to fill the awkward silence. 

Then, your coworker decides to ask a very interesting question. 

“Hey, Xeno. What would you do if you got sent back to the Stone Age?” 

The moment he turns with an overly confident smirk and a low hum, you realize the words you told him earlier meant nothing to him. 

“I’d be able to make weapons of science from scratch and become a dictator, wouldn’t I?” You rest your face in your palm at his words, agitation seeping into your chest– so much for keeping it to himself. 

Byakuya turns with an amused grin, raising a brow with what feels like mockery. “Would you even want to become a dictator?” 

They go back and forth, Xeno with unhinged confidence and Byakuya with quick reasoning as to why it wouldn’t work. You groan quietly when he mentions his son. Of course he would bring him up.

“Whose side would you choose, Y/n?” 

You pick your head up at your sudden inclusion, lips parting slightly as you try to make up an answer that didn’t hurt either of their feelings– though you wonder if that even mattered in this situation. “That’s… complicated.” 

“I think I know the answer, it’s obviously–”

“That’s enough.” You cut them off, a terrifyingly sweet smile on your face. They clear their throat, nodding silently before looking down at their food, grabbing it hesitantly to occupy themselves with something else. 

“You okay, doc?” Byakuya asks hesitantly, sinking back into his seat. 

“I’m fine, no worries.” Quickly, you clean up your mess, dusting off your clothes and hands before pushing your chair back in. “Sorry for such a short lunch. I have an appointment I need to prepare for. I’ll see you all later.” 

Sparing one last smile, your eyes dart to Xeno, narrowed with indignation. He falters slightly under your stare, grip tightening around the mug’s handle– you’re sure by the positioning his knuckles are feeling a burn from the hot liquid inside. You don’t utter a word, but Xeno– likely everyone else in on the conversation– understood exactly what you were conveying before you walked off.

Disappointment. 

———

Xeno doesn’t see you for the rest of the day. He thought about entering your office, but he knew it would only result in him being lectured until he stood with an imaginary tail tucked between his legs. 

So he waits until you’re off work. 

Which was three hours after him. 

He’ll complain about it to you later. 

He picks his head up at the sound of your door creaking open, fingers wrapping around the edge of the bench beside your office. “Hey, " he says, hesitating unwillingly. 

You glance down at him; his breath nearly seizes in his throat when he registers the exhausted look on your face. “You could’ve waited inside.” You say, keys jingling against the wooden door as you lock it. “My virtual appointment was canceled at the last minute, so I was just napping.” 

He chuckles at your words, standing up when you nudge his foot with yours. “Napping on company time? I’d hate for human resources to hear about this.” 

“Oh, yeah, sure.” You scoff, “Have me clock in at the ass crack of dawn, even though I said my availability starts after 10 a.m, so I’m doing virtually nothing for five hours, clock out at 11 pm, and expect me not to nap? Yeah, right.” He chuckles again, accompanied by a light shake of his head. “Were you seriously waiting out there for three hours?” 

He only shrugs in response. 

“You could’ve gone back to your place. I would’ve found myself there after work anyway.” Xeno spared a glance at the person walking past, raising a brow at them when they gave a reaction that showed they heard what you’d said. They look away quickly. “Plus, it’s a little late for dinner, and you probably haven’t eaten anything since that one bite at lunch.” 

“I know how to take care of myself,” he says with a roll of his eyes. “I ate a burger.” You swear, sparkles always pop up around him whenever he mentions his favorite food. “Now, let's go. I’m dying to know what useless information you have to tell me in the sanctions of my own home. This isn’t some elaborate rouse to get under my sheets, is it?”

“Don’t even go there.” You seethe, faking a grimace at his insinuation. “Lord knows you’ll talk about the scientific breakdown of hormones while climaxing.” 

He opens his mouth to retort but shuts it quickly whilst clearing his throat. His ears were burning red. “I would not.”

“Wanna test it?” 

Xeno snatches the folders from your hands and thwacks them over your head. “Absolutely not.” He speeds up, looking back at you, and scoffs at the satisfied smile on your lips. “Now hurry up!”  

The drive to his place is quiet, other than the soft music that fills your car and the light scoffs of playfulness whenever he brake-checked you or turned a corner obnoxiously slow. 

After you park, your eyes drift to the folder on your passenger seat, thrumming your fingers against your steering wheel. Was it even worth telling him? Sure, you basically wasted a whole afternoon scouring every article and blog for answers, but that didn’t mean you had to tell him. It was useless, and he knew it.

Three taps at your window break you out of your daze. Xeno waves, tapping his finger against the glass again. “Done daydreaming?” With a quick roll of your eyes, you grab the folder and climb out of your car, hitting him with the door on purpose. “I’m tired.” 

You follow behind him as he walks to his apartment door, resting your head on his shoulder while he unlocks his door. “We can go over it in the morning if you want, or I could tell it to you like a bedtime story.” 

He snorts at the suggestion, nodding as the door swings open. “That could work. You’re quite boring to listen to.” A frown makes its way to your face as you toe off your shoes, hand coming up to his shoulder to push him lightly. “I’m joking.” 

“Whatever.” You walk past him, setting the folder down on his kitchen nook. “What’ll be? Morning news or your bedtime story?” 

He hums in thought, tilting his chin towards the ceiling. “I suppose that means you’d be staying over then?”

“Not the first time you’d have me in your bed.” Xeno swats your arm, shaking his head at the nth insinuation that fell from your lips. “What– you dirty-minded scientist!” He groans, walking away from you with an agitated face. 

You follow him into his bedroom, laughing at the sight of him lying stomach down with his hands over his ears. Flopping next to him, your hands rest over his, tugging lightly at his wrists to bring his hands away. “I’m only teasing, I’m sorry.” 

He looks at you from the corner of his eyes, shifting to lie on his side with his head propped up on his palm. “You’re ridiculous.” 

“You like it.” 

“I don’t.” He leans forward, bumping his head against yours, and smiles lightly at the light noise of pain that left your lips. “Tell me after we’re settled in bed. We both have to wake up early tomorrow, and I highly doubt you’d want to start your day off with that.” 

You hum in response, following his figure when he gets up, huffing when he throws a pair of pants and a shirt your way. He exits the room wordlessly, shutting the door quietly before you could even utter another innuendo or tease– something about it not being the first time you changed in front of him or something.

After slipping into his clothes, you crack open the door slightly, stepping back when he stares back at you. “Creepy.” He rolls his eyes, takes your hand, and walks you back to the bed, slowly sitting at the edge. “This is too intimate for this sort of conversation.” 

“Do you ever stop talking?” 

“No.” A brief pause, “Not around you.” 

Xeno looks away, rubbing his head before he lies down on his back. “What do you have to tell me?” 

You almost mimic his actions, but you stay upright and face away from him, picking at the slight pilling on his pants. “When there’s an imbalance of egos and id, it can lead to a maladaptive personality.” He looks at your back, reaching out to trace shapeless patterns. “It prevents participation in certain aspects of life, whether by adjustment or adapting– socially, I think.” 

You glance up at the ceiling, trailing your eyes from corner to corner. “An overly dominant id can make someone impulsive, uncontrollable– borderline criminal.” 

Xeno’s hand stops for a second; you understand why. 

“It makes someone act on their basic urges without concern if it’s acceptable or legal. Like… they’re brainwashed or something.” 

“Or something?” He pressed, sitting upright. 

“You know what I mean,” you wave your hand beside your head as if you were trying to physically collect your thoughts. “The imbalance makes them act without reason, like a switch was flipped, and they just…” You stare at Xeno, eyes darting over his face, afraid to finish your sentence. “Become a completely different person.” 

He gives a curt hum in response, furrowing his brows when you avert your gaze. “Y/n.” You hum, staring down at the floor. “Look at me.” 

Hesitantly, your eyes slowly drift back to him, breath hitching in your throat when he was closer to your face than before. “What is it?” 

“Do you believe that I’m changing?” You look away again, but Xeno’s hand quickly cups your jaw and makes you keep your eyes on him. Gentle yet controlling.  “I know your answer, but I’d rather hear you say it.” 

 But you don’t say anything, no matter how hard he stares at you or how long he keeps you there. 

Nothing.

In resignation, he sighs. Brushing his thumb over your jaw and leaning forward to press the faintest kiss to the side of your lips. “Let’s rest.” You still don’t say anything. 

Not when he pulls you to lay under the covers, nor when he inadvertently places a barrier between the two of you with a pillow, and certainly not when his hand brushes against yours. 

“I want you to come with me.” You raise a brow, glancing at him from over the pillow. “To the expo, I’ll convince them to let you attend. I just–” he pauses, shifting under the covers until he’s on his side, facing away from you. “I want you to meet Stanley.” 

Something tells you that’s not what he wanted to say, but you don’t pry. Instead, you nod, your fingers twitching to reach out to him. You don’t. “Okay.” Xeno sighs once more, tucking into himself as he listens to you shifting in the bed. 

“I’ll be there.”

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a/n: meow. I like the idea that Xeno is emotionally vulnerable when he’s around reader, it just feels right for him to let go of himself a bit when he feels safe.

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You're Hot (Stanley Snyder x Reader)

R18 Stanley Snyder x Fem!Reader

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Summary: You were also a part of the DARPA tech expo where Dr. Xeno and Stanley were before the petrification beam hit. As you kept your mind active after all those years, you woke to a kingdom built from the ground up by none other than your colleagues.

A/N: I was so thirsty for this man that said thirst manifested into this very smut fic. We need more Stanley x Reader in this world this is my contribution😂 let me thirst in peace thank you

Word Count: 8,506

You were very concerned. As someone whose profession is to care for animals, the cases of stone swallows being found is concerning to you. It’s pretty easy to brush it off as those stone swallows being just that. But with how they’re found all over the place, your concern about them being actual swallows has a lot of backing in it.

Busying yourself by observing a stone swallow you came across is the only thing you could do right now for these creatures. So being contacted by someone outside of work is something that startled you. You cleared your schedule to focus on this subject. You stared at the ringing phone for a while before deciding to pick it up.

“Hello,” you greeted while also introducing yourself and your profession.

“Pleased to meet you, I hope this isn’t too sudden but I was hoping to ask for your cooperation.”

“Who might this be if I may ask?”

“This is Dr. Xeno. You might have seen my name associated with NASA.”

Well that certainly is a surprise. Never in your career would you have expected someone from NASA to ask for your help. Well listening wouldn’t hurt.

“Dr. Xeno how may I help you then.”

There was a moment of silence but somehow your intuition could tell that the person from the other end of the line was smirking.

“Regarding those stone swallows.”

“…I’m listening.”

And thus the start of a collaboration from two great minds started. Not long after, the two of you are staring at a piece of paper containing the fruit of your collaboration.

“How truly elegant.” Dr. Xeno said with awe painting his eyes. He turned his attention towards you “You’re invited.”

“Huh?”

“DARPA is going to have a tech expo.”

“W-what would the DARPA need from a veterinarian.”

Dr. Xeno only held up the stone swallow as his answer. But it would seem that his answer is not enough for you. “Everything you need to know will be at the expo. I require you to attend.”

“Alright then. Hopefully when I get there I’m not too out of the loop.”

“Not to worry. Even my closest friend doesn’t even know a lot. In fact you might know much more than them.”

You only hummed in response.

Here you are in the expo with Dr. Xeno along with his friend whom he introduced as Stanley. You in turn also introduced yourself and he responded by observing you before giving a nod of acknowledgement.

Currently you’re waiting on Xeno as he organizes his things along with Stanley. And this left you alone with Stanley. Admittedly you’ve been stealing glances at him every chance you get. He’s a handsome man how could you not.

Unbeknownst to Stanley, you were very aware of the passing glances he was directing your way. You may be confident that he may also be interested but you can’t help but be a little shy of starting a conversation. This man is so pretty it’s in its own way of intimidating.

Stanley took notice of your reluctance to talk to him so he decided to take initiative, he pulled out his box of cigarettes then asked you “You don’t mind me smoking here?”

“Oh! Feel free I don’t really mind.” You smiled at him to assure him that you truly meant it. That startled you a bit, but this is your chance! You built up a bit of courage to talk to him. When you psyched yourself up to talk, you turned to him and was greeted by the sight of Stanley lighting a smoke. His hand covering the flame from his lighter in a practiced way. ‘HOW DO YOU EVEN MAKE LIGHTING A SMOKE ATTRACTIVE GODDAMIT!’ you panicked in your mind.

In the midst of your inner turmoil, Stanley proceeded to practice his routine with a lit cigarette in the end. But before pocketing the rest, he held the box out to you.

“Ah no but thank you, I rarely smoke.”

He shrugged and proceeded to pocket the box.

You took another glance at Stanley and sighed “You know what maybe I’ll take one.” You said defeated.

You heard a silent chuckle before holding box towards you this time with you taking one. ‘Damn looking at this man has got me smoking. Maybe because he’s smoking hot…..let’s stop there.”

You fully expected for him to hand you the lighter he used earlier, what you didn’t expect is him to gently hold your chin and direct your head towards him. You were frozen stiff but you can’t help but stare at him. He leaned towards you and touched his lit towards yours and held it there until yours were also lit.

Stanley smirked at you once he leaned away. His gaze lingered for a few more moments before he decided to walk away. Once he was at a safe distance, you snatched the cigarette on your mouth and threw it down the ground before stomping on it multiple times in fluster.

‘HE HAS SEX APPEAL TOO HOW IS THIS FAIR?!’ you took a deep breath to calm yourself. Once you deemed yourself calm enough, you neared the area where Xeno was preparing and saw Stanley there ‘Calmyourselfcalmyourselfcalmyourself’ you chanted to yourself as you walked towards him.

“Finished already?” he asked but you have an inkling of feeling that he’s fully aware of what happened.

“Ah I just smoked a little bit, I didn’t finish it.” You lied in vain because his response of a knowing hum tells you that he very much figured you out.

As he was smoking, you saw him trying to get a glimpse at the papers that Dr. Xeno’s handling.

“Curious?” you asked.

“Tsk, won’t even spill a syllable about it.”

“You’ll find out soon enough.”

Stanley blew out smoke that you could tell has some frustration in it. “Want a little hint?”

He turned to you very interested in what you have to say. “They weren’t statues.”

He only raised his eyebrow at that, but before he could even comment on it Dr. Xeno summoned the two of you to come where the rest are.

It is at that discussion that you found out that the thing that turned the swallows into stone could be a terrorist weapon. It is there that Dr. Xeno directed everyone’s attention to you. He took out the paper that contains the result of the research you and Dr. Xeno did. Brainwaves of the swallows that led to the two of you concluding that these swallows are alive and conscious.

You heard a lighter being opened and lit and saw that the source was Stanley lighting another cig.

“So things hit by this new weapon stand a chance of surviving if they force themselves to stay awake?” Stanley concluded which was on point to your findings.

You assumed that the friendship between him and Dr. Xeno is that of the brain and the brawn. But you’re stand corrected…that’s quite attractive.

Before you could go in depth on the subject, a bright light took everyone’s attention. You were too surprised by the light that you were still, the only thing that brought you to reality was Stanley’s loud voice.

“TAKE COVER GET BEHIND SOMETHING!!!” he essentially commanded. You were tugged behind him and Xeno, but more on Stanley since Xeno was shoved low on the ground.

As expected from a soldier: A quick reaction time and a duty to protect others.

“THERE’S PROBABLY NO DODGING THE PETRIFYING LIGHT, BUT THE REAL BATTLE BEGINS AFTERWARDS. DON’T LET YOUR MINDS FADE!!!”

Such authority and confidence behind his statement, he is indeed a commander. And so you did as he said.

You’ve been stuck in this darkness for what felt like thousands of years or maybe it actually has been thousands of years. Now you’re filled with a newfound vigor. You wondered how animals would evolve in that amount of time. You have to keep awake you have to see it for yourself.

When Stanley awoke, he wasn’t surprised to wake alongside Xeno and his subordinates.

Xeno chuckled “You would’ve think that after being stiff for that long would be painful when you were finally able to move.”

“Strangely enough I feel quite refreshed.” Stanley continued after taking a deep breath.

“Did your lungs recover from the lack of nicotine after all those time?” one of his subordinates named Maya teased.

“Now that you mention it…”

“You’ll get your precious tobacco once we have everything settled for now…”Xeno walked to a nearby bush and grabbed a leaf to cover himself “Food, shelter and clothing. Humanity’s essentials, then we’ll make our way up from there.”

Everyone grabbed something to cover themselves and coincidentally, Stanley stumbled upon you. Stanley was not one to ogle at anyone but you’ve definitely caught his attention ever since Xeno introduced you to him. He wouldn’t have minded to have a little bit of taste but decided against it since back then you were in a professional setting. And right now he uttered an apology when he caught himself staring at your stone figure.

He picked you up and brought you to what everyone decided to be their base and placed you near the other statues the others found near the area.

Xeno looked at the statues everyone gathered “There may be a slight time lag for some, but I suspect they’ll revive at any moment.”

And with that everyone got to work. And as time passed, their kingdom has grown in terms of advancement, but the population has remained somewhat stagnant.

Right now everyone’s life was routinary with their own task except for a setback. Everyone was looking at the ruined cornfields in front of them.

“Scavenging animals” Xeno concluded.

“Sneaky little things they are, even with a fence.” Stanley followed

“Sorry to add to your workload, but I’m gonna have to ask you to watch the field and get rid of the intruders until we find a better solution.”

“You got it.” Stanley agreed

“Racoons.”

“Huh?” Xeno asked in confusion

“Racoons, a bunch of ‘em.”

“We’ll just have to build a better fence then. Thanks for the report.”

“I’ll go back to watching the fields, try to make that fence asap this is quite a tedious job.”

“You got it.”

On his way to the fields, he passed the storage of the statues they found and heard stone cracking. He contemplated on ignoring it but decided against it since they wouldn’t want someone panicking running around that would be a bother.

Once he entered the storage, he was pleasantly surprised to find you half covered in stone.

You’re free! You’re finally free! You were about to celebrate but was interrupted when you found a familiar face staring at you. And in reflex, you covered your private parts.

“S-s-s-stanley! Hey uhm-what’s going on wha-wha-“ you stuttered in embarrassment with your current state.

You watched him open a closet and pulled out a set of clothes that he then handed to you. “Finally woke up from your 3700 year sleep finally huh sleeping beauty.”

You blushed at his nickname to you but you decided to just ignore it. “So it’s been that long?”

He nodded and stood up. “Get dressed; I’ll be waiting outside, best to introduce you to how things are now.” He said before walking out.

After dressing up, you took a look at the rest of the statues in the room. You wished them well before walking out.

When you got out, Stanley took a look at you. “That actually suits you, considering I just grabbed the nearest to me in the closet.”

“Why thank you, you’re not so bad yourself.”

He only smirked at you before turning around. “Off we go, we have to let Xeno know you’re up.”

“Ah, I guess him being the leader would make sense considering how he was when I worked with him.” You stated recalling him and his antics throughout the duration of your collaboration.

Your walk towards what seemed to be a palace, the view of the cornfield was also in your view. “Wow.” Even things inside the castle were awe worthy. You were too busy looking around that you didn’t realize that you have arrived in your destination.

When Xeno saw you walk in with Stanley, his eyes lit up in excitement. “You woke up in the most convenient time! We need your expertise.”

“Already?” Stanley asked

“W-well I’ll do my best to help then.”

“And here I thought it’d take a while for you to get used to things.” Stanley commented

“Ah I would just chalk it up to luck. So, what do you need me for?”

“Racoons.”

You blinked in confusion “That’s it?”

“Yep”

“I would’ve thought you needed me for the cows in your farm.” You said recalling the farm you saw.

“That’ll be your duty too, but for now this’ll be your first task. So think you can handle it?”

You blinked again in bafflement “I mean if it’s just racoons just plant squash around the field.”

It was now Stanley and Xeno’s turn to blink in confusion. “Racoons don’t like squash and often steer clear from it.”

“Oh. Such a simple thing. How truly elegant.”

And so you were put in charge with planting squash bushes around the field. And now that you’re working on it, you should’ve emphasized the fact that you’re a veterinarian and not a farmer. Just because you knew racoons don’t like squashes doesn’t mean you know how to plant squashes.

You could manage planting it but you don’t particularly have a green thumb and thankfully there are others who were helping you in this task. You turned to one of the people helping you and said “I’m surprised you volunteered for this work considering how you wanted the task to be off your hands from the start.”

You handed him a seedling to plant “Stanley.”

He chuckled at that “If this extra work means less work for me in the future then I’ll gladly put in the effort.”

“Well your effort is much appreciated then.”

You looked out to the group helping you before clapping your hands to get their attention. “Alright everyone, we’ve been at it since morning taking a break here would be appropriate!” you announced

As you said that, a lot of groans and stretching could be heard. Stanley was also included in this group except with the extra gesture of him taking a cigarette and putting it in his mouth. You quickly snatched the match from his hand before he could light it.

“Nuh uh big guy, I said break not a smoke break.”

He raised his brow at you and gave you a look. “Don’t give me that look,” you walked towards him and got up and close to him. “You need water and food not toxic fumes.” You said as you took the cigarette from his mouth.

Stanley smirked at your actions but was quickly dropped when he noticed your hand reaching to one of his pockets. He was quick to take hold of your hand. “What do you think you’re doing?” he asked squeezing your hand to get his point across.

You raised your other hand that has a box of cigarettes. “You can get it back when we’re done for today’s task. Consider it a reward for your hard work”

He stared at your figure as you walked away. “I’d rather have something else as a reward.”

You turned your head back to him in surprise, trying to confirm if the implication you just heard wasn’t just an assumption. The look on his face says that he is indeed referring to it like that.

Letting out a playful scoff, you turned your back to him “We’ll discuss your reward after this. Until then try not to fall for the siren’s call that is your tobacco. Think you can do that?” You may have taken a box from him, but him having a spare box is almost guaranteed.

“I can.” He stated matter of factly.

“Alright then.”

That was the last conversation you had with him throughout the afternoon. After everything was done for the day, you saw Stanley heading towards deep in the forest area. You decided to catch up to him to return his box of cigarettes. You have no idea how much work was put into making these so it’s best not to waste them.

Even when you tried your hardest to follow him, you eventually lost sight of him. You were mulling on the decision if you should trudge on or just talk to him the next time you see him.

Before you could even decide on something, a voice startled you into a jump. “Best not to wander in dense forestry, it only spells disaster.” You tried looking for the source of the familiar voice. Your line of sight ended up on the trees where a person with a strange armor was standing on a branch. It’s intimidating at first glance, but knowing that an ally was behind that suit of armor has you at ease a little.

“Well isn’t that the stuff of nightmares.” You teased

You heard a chuckle and then the armor opening revealing the person you were looking for.

“That’s the point, intimidation.” He said jumping down from up high,

“Oh it is very much intimidating not to mention your height.”

“You’re just short.”

“Hmph,” you playfully pouted before pulling out his box of cigarettes that you technically pick pocketed “You forgetting something?”

“You’d be the first to snatch my smoke from me. And from my mouth too.” He said taking the box from you.

“I like to believe that I have a pretty good read on people considering I’ve dealt with owners and their pets. And you read as if you were inviting me close to you.” You went up close to him again “Consider that payback to the stunt you pulled when we met. Lighting my smoke with yours, you as well have just kissed me instead of using a smoke as an excuse to get close to me.”

You expected him to have a witty come back or to just ignore you altogether. What you didn’t expect was his warm lips suddenly on yours. Hopefully your stunned state won’t give him the wrong message since you certainly are welcoming the gesture.

As soon as your stunned state disappeared, you were quick to wrap your arms around his neck. In turn Stanley placed a firm arm around your waist and pulled you tighter to him. You instinctively let out a small whimper from the gesture. Stanley found a newfound vigor spark within him as soon as he heard your cute noise leading him to push you against a tree and deepening the kiss.

When Stanley started to kiss on your neck, you were made aware that the two of you are still in the forest. So you tapped him to make him stop which he did with a look of disappointment and maybe a little guilt even.

You giggled at his expression. “Don’t worry your handsome little head about anything, I very much enjoyed it. Though I would enjoy it more if we were in a more…comfortable environment. Not to mention,” you knocked at his suit of armor “This bulky thing is getting in the way.”

Stanley stepped away and looked down at his armor agreeing that it is indeed uncomfortable for the activity they were about to engage in.

You leaned close to his ear and whispered “We can pick this up when we’re more comfortable.” and nipped at his ear a little before giving him a sultry look and walking away.

Stanley watched the sway of your lips before lighting a smoke “Back to work for me it would seem.” He stated disappointed.

The next day, work continued. In just four days your group was able to make an amazing progress on planting around the fields. If this continues you will be able to finish at the end of the week. Seeing everyone work hard has you-SWEATY STANLEY!!!

You were quick to turn your attention back to your task. You know you were equally sweaty as him, but you don’t think you have the ability to look good with this amount of sweat and fatigue displayed on your face. Unlike a certain someone who somehow manages to look like a model in the middle of labour.

As you were complaining about how good he looks inside your head, you failed to notice that you were staring at him. You watched as his muscles flex when doing something straining and how that one bead of sweat rolled down from his forehead all the way down to his neck and disappearing under his clothes. Him panting from exhaustion has you imagining those sounds in a different context. ‘Maybe these thoughts will stop if I got laid.’ You looked at Stanley and thought ‘Most preferably him’ your staring was bound to get Stanley’s reaction whose spatial awareness is off the charts. He turned to you and gave you a look that reminded you of the make out session before going back to work.

’Well he seems down for it.’

That day has been extra sunny so by the end of the day’s work, you want nothing more than a refreshing shower. It’s a good thing that the kingdom Xeno built already has a functioning bathroom. But…nothing is more refreshing than a dip in the river. You’ve only experienced it once but it was a pleasant experience, so you were low-key looking for excuses to do so.

Fortunately you found a river with a decent stream and was isolated enough. You’ve also been visiting this place to make sure that there aren’t any deadly predators residing near here. ‘Just a quick dip, then I’ll shower at my quarters.’

Before you could undress yourself, you heard rustling. You saw that the source of the noise was just Stanley.

“How is it that you always stumble upon me? Were you planning on peeping?” you teased

“I was following you.”

“Oh?”

“Just making sure you weren’t doing anything funny.”

“You give me too much credit. As if I could topple the kingdom in my lonesome.”

“Just making sure. So this is what you’ve been up to?” Stanley asked looking at the river you found.

“I was checking the area to see if it’s safe. And if I were to take a dip now is a good a time as any. Considering how hot it has been this day.”

“Mind if I join you?”

“W-well no, but don’t you have a job to do?”

Stanley was already taking his armor off “Was just gonna patrol then that’s it.”

“If you say so.”

At first you were reluctant to take your close off in such close proximity of a guy that you’ve been having fantasies. Not to mention that make out session that none of you have brought up. As your thoughts ran a mile a minute, you were already in the process of stripping and the thing that broke you out of your focus was the cold water hitting your skin.

Your thoughts were instantly cleared once you felt the refreshing coldness of the river. Not long after did you hear another splash making you look in his direction but you were quick to cover your eyes when you realized that you two were equally naked.

Stanley chuckled at your actions “You know I never got to say sorry.”

“Huh? For what?”

Stanley swam a little bit closer towards you “I may have ogled at your stone statue form.”

At his statement, you got an idea, you just hoped you could carry it with much more confidence. “Really? Well that’s not fair.”

Your eyes were still covered by your hands but you could tell that the silence you received was just Stanley raising his eyebrow in question to what you just said so you decided to elaborate more “It’s not fair that only you got to look at me.”

Stanley took your hands that was covering your eyes and pulled it away taking a firm hold on it. “Look til your heart’s content.”

Just the sight of Stanley’s naked torso already has you flustered, but having him so close and him holding your wrist would be enough to get you to short circuit, but miraculously you were able to calm yourself, even by just a little bit.

What did break you though is him leading your hand to touch his chest “W-w-w-w-what are you doing?!” your face clearly red from blushing.

“I did technically touch you when I carried your statue away from when you were found.”

“Y-you don’t have to make up for that I’m fine with it!”

Stanley looked at you before letting go of your hand “Alright, then” he says. But despite him not holding your hand to his chest anymore, your hand stayed there. Stanley stood there waiting for your next move and was pleasantly surprised that you started to feel him up.

He took a step closer to you and laid his hand on your waist. When you made no sign of rejection he began to stroke your waist and slowly explored your body from your stomach to your breast.

On your side, the only thing you had the courage to feel was his chest and shoulders back and forth. You were a little scared to touch his abs because you know your curiosity will get the best of you and continue down.

You were too entranced by the fine man that Stanley is that you were surprised when you felt him grope your ass making let out a tiny moan. That seemed to drive Stanley to the corner because as soon as you moaned your lips were sealed by his and by now you two were sucking each other’s face. It didn’t take long when your tongues were already in each other’s throats.

You didn’t how long you two were kissing but you were very much made aware of your situation when you felt his fingers against your entrance. “S-stanley.” You mumbled against his lips surprised at the sudden action.

He hummed in response and placed his hand back at your waist. Stanley got in a few more kisses before pulling away. “Not up for it?”

“No I was just surprised. Um…” you squeezed your thighs together. Right now the only thing in your mind is how Stanley’s fingers would feel like in you. So you decided to be bold and take what you want.

Your hand reached for his and led it in between your legs. You felt him gasp at your suddenness but he proceeded to feel you up and gently inserting his middle finger in you with you moaning in delight. You could feel every single movement of his finger in you with him gently taking it in and out of you.

Stanley couldn’t help but be mesmerized with your expression, completely lost in the feeling. When he felt that you were ready for more, he inserted another finger and kissing you swallowing the loud moan you belted out.

You gripped at his back as a way to ground yourself to reality it was only when you heard him hiss that you realized you were scratching on his back. You were quick to switch your hold to his shoulders but your grip was still just as tight. “Heh, tight grip you got there.”

You failed to hear what he said because Stanley’s fingers made work in you and was already pulling out an orgasm from you. He buried his face at the crook of your neck your reaction to pleasure starting to make him feel very turned on.

He continued to pump his fingers in you to let you ride out the blissful feeling. He only pulled out once he felt you go limp against him. He let you rest against him giving you the chance to catch your breath. Once he felt that your breathing has steadied, he began to adjust your position. You could immediately tell what he was planning.

“Wait, no not here.”

Stanley kissed you and that got you to stop talking. He looked at you in the eyes when he pulled away “Relax, I’m not putting it in.” he ran his hand on the curve of your back caressing you “Help me out here. I can’t really walk around with a hard on.”

You thought about how to relieve him and the only thing you could think of is a hand job. You hesitantly reached for him but was stopped by him. Stanley had a different idea.

His hands found their way onto your thighs and guided them to close together. At that you figured out what he was planning and you blushed in realization. “What’s with the shy demeanor, don’t tell me you’ve never had a sexual interaction before.” He teased

“I’m not chaste, and don’t push your luck I can easily blue ball you, you jer—“

Stanley interrupted your outburst with another kiss, you really could get used to this. Maybe you’ll blab more just so he could do this again.

“Now I wouldn’t want that.” He said as he eyed your whole figure.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” he let you finish that statement before you felt him slide against you and in between your thighs. You’ve always wondered what thigh-fucking would feel like and you assumed that only half of the party gets to feel pleasure in the act. Safe to say that you were wrong and that just the feeling of him rubbing against you is turning you on yet again. Not only that but the feeling of his body rubbing against you and him panting on your ear combined together emphasized just how sexy the man truly is.

You gently took hold of his hair and slowly pulled him off your ear and look at him in the eye. Stanley’s piercing eyes was fully focused on you. Him staring at you with those intense eyes in combination of him panting and thrusting on you and the feeling of his dick rubbing on your pussy caused you to thrust your hips against him trying to reach for another euphoric release.

The sound of Stanley letting out a sexy groan from his beautiful lips was what came before you felt his hips thrust slow down and eventually halted. You peppered few kisses on his jaw down to his neck and giving kitten licks at the same time.

Stanley was sitting down under a tree next to the river smoking as he watched you get dressed. “Next time we should just go for it in one of our rooms. As sexy as the river was, it is pretty limiting.”

“There’s a next time?” you asked as you got done dressing

“Not up for it?” he smirked clearly testing you.

You pouted a little bit while mumbling “I don’t mind.”

“Looking forward to it then.” He said as he prepared to take off to his patrolling duty.

Unfortunately, the rest of the week has been far too busy for the two of you to ever do another rendezvous anytime soon. So there was a silent agreement between you two that as soon as the two of you are free you are to take advantage of that chance.

Stanley isn’t really sure if you’re doing it on purpose or you always have been this suggestive or maybe it’s just his horny mind that filters everything you do as sexy in his eyes. Either way his eyes have been glued to you as you did your job.

Speaking of your job, a week has already passed and the squash around the fields has been set with some even showing signs of buds considering that the seedling they have planted were prepared to do so.

So now he is in his usual role of looking over the corn fields. It’s not like they don’t believe in the method but it’s best to observe the effectiveness of the solution you provided. Stanley gosh darn hoped it would. This may be good target practice but not when he knows there are other things where he knows he’s more needed rather than this. The shortage of their population sure is a big problem. Too many jobs split into only a few people.

He refocused on the field when he saw a group of three racoons. He prepared his gun ready to shoot at the scavenging critters but paused when he saw the group of critters scatter away when they smelled the squashes.

Stanley smirked in victory after witnessing the scene “Not bad, not bad at all.” He stood up and cleaned up after himself and left to leave the spot he’s been stuck on for who knows how long.

Stanley entered Xeno’s lab and was not surprised that he was busying himself in whatever shenanigans he’s always up to. Like usual, Xeno was too absorbed in his task that he wasn’t able to sense him entering the lab. He gently knocked on one of the tables. He’s been lectured to not sneak up on him multiple times that he learns not to do so just so he could avoid such a boring lecture that can be summarised in a few sentences.

The small noise was able to rouse the scientist from his focus. He concluded that his visitor is none other than Stanley, who else would it be. “What brings you here, aren’t you supposed to watch over the field?” he said without looking up from his work.

“Not my problem anymore.”

“Huh?” that took his attention and finally looked at his friend. There was a moment of silence before he came to a conclusion. “Did the squash planting work?”

Stanley took out a new cigarette and put it in his mouth and lighting it up “Like a charm.”

Xeno broke into a wide smile “As expected from such an elegant veterinarian. Why she could rule the animal kingdom to our advantage!”

“Yeah good luck with that.” After huffing and blowing out a smoke in thought, he asked “Where is she anyway?”

Xeno looked at his friend with a teasing expression. “You looking to get your dick wet?”

“Not your business.”

“It will be if there’s suddenly a little one on the way to run around. We don’t really have the resources to nurture any children.”

“I’m more cautious when it comes to these things.”

Stanley’s words seemed to fall on deaf ears as Xeno started to voice out his plans “Maybe I should get started on birth control. Hook ups are to be expected after all especially with our numbers.”

“Do what you want, you’re in charge.” Stanley said before walking away.

“I’ll make sure to have it ready ASAP so you can have your fun with less worries!” Xeno shouted at Stanley’s retreating figure but the only answer he got was the door of his lab banging shut. Xeno laughed at that, it’s been a while since he saw him like that.

You were doing a basic check up on the cows in the barn, thankfully they’re all in good health and with no signs of any parasites, but you’ll have to propose the production of medicine for prevention of such situations. You were cleaning up your tools and felt that you were being watched. But the smell of smoke is a dead giveaway of just who was watching you.

“Nice seeing you here. It’s been a while.”

“Yeah.” Stanley blew out smoke and continued “Your first job is a success.”

“One of soon to be many.”

Stanley hummed in response. He looked at you and you were still fixing up your tools organizing them. As you do so, Stanley took the opportunity to take a good look at you. “Thanks to you I have fewer workload…and more free time.”

Him uttering those two words has got you pausing your activity and blushed at the implication of those words. “I’m…almost done here. After this I’m heading back to my place.”

“I could walk you back.”

“That would be appreciated.” You answered softly a little excited for what’s to come.

Stanley picked up your bag and carried it with him “Allow me, I could use the extra exercise.”

You took this chance to look at his physique and this man is just pure eye candy “Yeah right.” You chuckled.

“Gotta keep in shape. And I heard you have a very effective way of exercising, really takes the energy out of you.”

“Stop with the double entendres, we both know what we want.”

Stanley shrugged “You striked me as someone who’s cautious when it comes to these things.”

“And that thought didn’t come to you back at the river?”

“Point taken.”

You two stood at the front door of your place. You opened the door and invited him in. Stanley placed your bag to your desk as you instructed and was greeted by a mountain of papers and journals.

Stanley’s curious glance at your work didn’t go unnoticed “I’m documenting everything I know. I can’t just depend on just remembering things. Best to write down what I know rather than have my knowledge be tainted by the human brain.”

“Smart people sure do like to take things to the extreme.” He says reminded by how he was reminded by Xeno’s tedious tasks whether directed towards Stanley or to himself. Scientists. He made himself feel at home with him sitting down at the chair in front of your desk.

“Reading about a subject can keep things fresh in our minds, same as how you train your body to remember the same ol’ moves and not to get ‘rusty’. A very simplistic comparison but when talking about the foundation of both concepts it’s just as—“

Stanley took hold of your hands and pulled you down to his lap, sitting you there. You were startled out of you rambling and was surprised with the position you ended up in.

“Yes, yes good lesson.” He said and dived for your lips. Giving it the same treatment a he did before. He made sure to savour the taste of you and to etch the memory of your lips against him in his mind. It was very satisfying feeling every time you two are in lip lock.

You loved the way Stanley made use of his lips. Good to know his lips are pretty for a reason. As much as you enjoyed him exploring your mouth, your position on his lap isn’t exactly the most comfortable. Considering the fact that he just pulled you down and went to town.

Without breaking your kiss, you managed to change your position in a much more comfortable position, one where you were straddling one of his thighs. Once you were in a much more stable position, you wrapped your arms around his neck and return the hot kisses that he has been providing you. Soft and warm lips yet they’re strong and driven knowing what to do with confidence. A commander through and through.

Stanley tries his best not to ravage her at the first chance he gets, but the feeling of your pussy throbbing against his thighs is very much testing his patience, so hot and somewhat damp making the throbbing feeling more prominent against his thigh.

He caressed your waist slowly stroking it feeling up the exposed skin. Gently and slowly, he led your hips to rock against his thigh and the feeling of your softness has got him hard and gripping at your waist.

The feeling the muscle in his thigh was able to touch the right places down there and before you knew it, you were rubbing back and forth on his thighs just to get that feeling again. After a while, Stanley’s hands were tight on your waist and was guiding you to speed up on riding his thigh.

Just as you were about to speed up, you felt his hand smack on your ass making you moan against his mouth as he still has you in a tight lip lock. Stanley adjusted you in a way where your legs are on the side of his waist. And in this position, you can feel just how hard he currently is. Part of you felt pride that you were able to affect him in such a way from a man such as him. But another part of you is very excited and was very much anticipating on what a man of his calibre could do to you. And a small fraction of you intimidated from the size of him.

You started to rub against his hardness both of you chasing for satisfaction. The thought that only his pants and your panties were the only thing that’s separating you two spurred you to hump him with much more force.

Stanley sighed in satisfaction as he felt your soft pussy against his cock. If it’s this soft imagine what it’ll be like if he’s inside you. The thought caused him to suddenly thrust his hips upwards towards you. And that felt good. He held your waist again and made you rub against him for a few moments before thrusting up again. Stanley buried his face on your neck and started to suck on it as he repeated the process of him guiding your hips to rubbing against him and thrusting up.

Eventually Stanley ended up just thrusting his hips towards you, taking pleasure from the friction of his dick against your softness along with a multitude of hickies on your neck and chest. The two of you had no idea how long you two have been at it on this chair but you heard Stanley moan and shiver a bit before his thrusting has stopped. You placed a deep kiss on his lips running your hands through his now dishevelled blonde hair as he was still in the high of his orgasm.

Stanley took a few minutes of breather before he took hold of you and held you up when he stood up from the chair. He threw you on your bed and spreading your legs.

“Stanley—OH!” before you could say anything, you were interrupted by Stanley with his head in between your legs, his tongue licking at you through your panties. The combined wetness from you and from his saliva has you embarrassed making you want to close your legs. But your attempt was in vain since Stanley has a tight grip on your spread legs.

You felt Stanley’s teeth against your skin and felt him bite at your panties and pull it down using his teeth. He was able to take it off fully and was now looking at you as his face hovered over your pussy. His eyes locked onto yours. The predatory look has you turned on excited for what he has to offer.

Stanley took a long lick on you while maintaining eye contact. “Look away and I’ll stop.”

That made you whimper. Stanley continued to lap at you all the while looking at you, anticipating every single little reaction he could pull from you. It all ranged from you moaning every time his tongue flicked your clit, to you struggling to keep your eyes open to keep looking at him and to you squirming away from him trying to get away from the stimulation as you neared your orgasm. He drank it all in, taking satisfaction that every single cute reaction from you was caused by him.

It didn’t take that much effort to hold you down as he continued to eat you out in combination with the work of his fingers to bring you to the edge. It was the moment that he felt you try to push his head away that he knew that you were indeed nearing and lo and behold he felt your legs shake and go limp. He licked you clean before crawling back up and giving you a kiss.

“Take a quick breather, we’re far from done.” Stanley went and fetched a cup of water for himself and for you. He helped you up and took your cup once you were finished with it.

As Stanley waited for you to be prepared again, he was giving every part of you soft touches as he undressed you. Stroking your legs appreciating how they were wrapped around his head earlier, squeezing your ass, groping your breast, just feeling you up overall. And it did its job at turning you on yet again.

He kissed at every single hickey he gave you earlier and figured that you are ready. “Raring to go again?”

You settled for grabbing his face and kissing him to be your answer to his inquiry. The kiss soon turned into one where your tongues were in each other’s throats. Stanley broke the kiss to quickly undress himself and returned to exchanging wet kisses with you. You started to feel up his torso revelling at his well toned body that you were too shy to do back at the river but bold enough to do right now.

A loud lip smack was heard when Stanley pulled away from the kiss some saliva connecting you two. But you never had the time to dwell on such scenes since he was already acting on his desire.

He flipped you to your stomach and placed a pillow under you promptly elevating you lower half. Stanley groped at your ass and dived for your pussy licking at you yet again. Though this time he only did it until you were wet and aroused enough for you to be prepared enough for him.

Stanley inserted one at first pumping it slowly and adding a second and third finger as gently as he could as prep for what’s to come. After feeling how wet you were, he concluded that you were ready.

“What do you think? Think you’re ready enough?” he asked you to be just to be sure.

You wiggled your butt at him to entice him “Please…stop teasing me.” You whined at him your eyes glossy and slightly teary. A sight he never expected to have liked as much as he did, but he decided to shelf that discovery for another time.

Stanley gave a few kisses to your ass before biting at it gently and kissing the bite mark. He would then proceed to pepper small light kisses from your butt up to your back and shoulder blades and to your nape. Stanley took hold of your chin and guided you to his face and kissed you from behind. At the same time of the kiss, you felt the blunt tip of his start to prod at your entrance until he was halfway in and moaning into his mouth.

You took tight hold on your sheets as Stanley slowly started to enter the rest of him. Inch by inch pulling out a noise from you. It’s when he was fully sheathed in you that you let out the loudest one. And an even louder one when he pulled out and shoved it in you again. With each and every thrust has you moaning out and Stanley starting to find his footing and starting to let loose.

By the time he set a pace it’s one where every thrust was more powerful than the last with the speed that’s too fast for you to comprehend the pleasure of every thrust one at a time. The overwhelming feeling of him ravaging you almost has you screaming.

And you were about to but Stanley had the foresight of this happening and was quick to cover your mouth with his hand. He leaned down towards your ear and whispered “Best not to let everyone know what we’re up to.”

You managed to nod at him before Stanley started to roughen up his pounding even more the sound of your muffled moans driving him mad with pleasure. Too mad with pleasure that he almost—almost—forgot that he should be careful given the circumstances. He was brought back to reality when he felt you squeeze him inside you.

Thankfully, you came with a loud muffled moan on his hand and your whole body shaking momentarily from the orgasm you experienced. Stanley pulled out and pumped you with his fingers to let you ride out your orgasm.

Once you calmed down, he pumped his dick with his own hand chasing his own orgasm. Imagine his surprise when you snatched away his hand from his dick and was quick to replace it with your mouth. You gave his tip a quick kiss before putting as much as you could of him inside your mouth while also putting your tongue to work.

Stanley himself was very close to cumming so it only took a few bobs of your head until you had a mouthful of his seed. You pumped him with your hand a few more times before Stanley realized what he just did.

“Shit, sorry” he grabbed a handkerchief near you and cupped it underneath your mouth “Spit it out you don’t have to make yourself—“

Stanley’s worry was interrupted with the sound of you gulping. You opened your mouth wide to give him the view of his cum that used to be in your mouth gone and undoubtedly swallowed by you.

He only gave you an incredulous look with him still processing what just happened. Stanley’s expression quickly twisted into a serious one. He grabbed your chin to make you look at him. “Are you trying to turn me on again?”

You giggled “Maybe,”

Stanley kissed you and you were laid down on your back with his kisses smothering you. The intense kiss soon turned into a very soft exchange kisses between the two of you until it dialled down to the two of you pecking each other’s lips in each other’s arms. Soon enough you two were just holding each other on the brink of sleep.

Stanley sat up and started searching for his pack of cigars from the pile of clothes beside the bed. Before taking one out, he asked you “Mind if I smoke here?”

His question remained unanswered. When he looked at you, you were fast asleep. Stanley scooted over close to you and held you to him and falling asleep also.

When Xeno saw Stanley walk out of your room early in the morning, he would claim to not have seen anything. He really needed to get started on those birth control, who knows what happened in there. But for now he’ll trust Stanley to be responsible enough. Imagine his relief when you showed no signs of pregnancy the three months he kept close watch of you.

‘Good no brats.’ He thought unbeknownst to him, a ship full of said brats is to arrive at their country not in the far future.

[dixonsbugaboo]

𝑆𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠.

ꜱᴛᴀɴʟᴇʏ ꜱɴʏᴅᴇʀ🚬

GN!Reader

Summary: You are alone at night, and your worst thoughts take over you. When will your boyfriend come back to you?

Warnings: depressive thoughts, swearing, a little bit of angst if you read between lines

Word count: 1200+

A/N: This is my first ever Dr Stone fic (-人-) I doubt I have done Stanley justice, but I really hope he is not much OOC. I think this might be a kind of approach to writing more for this fandom, as I just enjoyed a lot writing this. It's kinda based on some thoughts that come to me from time to time, and I want to dedicate it to all people with depression that struggle specially during night. Hope you like it and hope to see you soon here with more content!

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You cannot sleep at all. 

In the middle of the night, everything looks different. 

Sitting in front of the window you watch it rain, and think about the things you should be doing instead of procrastinating. But is it really your fault? When it's also in the middle of the night when you feel the saddest, and when you realise how lonely you are when he's not around.

He.

Stanley Snyder.

The man who stole your heart and for whom you yearn every day.

You prop your feet up on the chair and hug your legs, remembering how easy it all seems when he's home with you.

It's been two months since he had to leave for duty. That's definitely the worst thing about having feelings for him: his job; his job and all the time he had to spend away, and his absence, and the loneliness... Sometimes you imagine that in reality his time is a constant competition between you, and his job, and that you're always losing. And in the middle of the night, you are even more sure that he would choose his job over you.

Sometimes you even think he'd choose Xeno over you, if he had to pick.

Xeno was in his life first, Xeno knows him better… 

You sigh and slap your cheeks.

No.

You can't keep thinking like that. That's not who you are. 

Stanley has been showing you how he feels about you for years. He's been showing you how he feels about you for a long time, so now you shouldn't think those terrible pessimistic things that are nothing but lies. That’s the thing you do most to yourself when you are alone awake in the middle of the night: lie to yourself. Harm your self-steem. Make sure that you are nothing but a pity soul awake and alive.

But you have to stop. You have to be okay; both for him, and for you too.

It's going to be alright.

You keep saying it over and over again. But in the middle of the night, everything looks different. And you cannot sleep at all.

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Stanley is tired of being away from you. He's tired of the mission he's been given, tired of the rain, and tired of the fact that even though he knows he'll finally be home today, you'll be asleep by the time he gets home. 

Two and a half months without you have felt like years without water, like an eternity of torture, and imagining you waiting for him in your shared flat, alone, makes his heart pound.

He still doesn't understand what he's done to deserve you. To deserve all the love you always show him, even though he knows he has to be away due to his job.

He is observant, and he also knows the pain you suffer when he is away. He knows that even though you are the kindest person he knows, your inner demons eat you alive when you are alone. He knows that you are the best at giving advice to the people who are going through hard times, but that same advice never applies to you. 

Maybe you get tired of him. Of waiting for him. 

Maybe, while he’s away, you found another.

Maybe you change your mind.

Maybe you decide that the depression created by his absence can be cured by rooting out the problem: leaving him for good.

It is your right, isn’t it? It's your choice, and yours only.

But If he had to choose… If he had the opportunity to turn back time and change things… To decide not to start a relationship with you, to grow apart from you, not to hurt both of you… he wouldn’t change shit. He would still choose you over everything. 

You.

Bold enough not to shrink from him, to tell him exactly what you thought to his face, and to show yourself in your moments of weakness. You showed that you were more than a pretty face, but also a clever and funny person, someone caring, honest and unique. How could he not fall head over heels for you, huh?

He is tired, really tired.

He takes a cigarette out of his jacket pocket and lights it up.

It's three in the morning. It's the witching hour. The only sound that accompanies him as he arrives at the door of your shared home is his own footsteps. He takes out his keys and just as he is about to slide them into the lock, the door bursts open.

You.

In your pyjamas (his, actually), with your hair all messed up and your eyes full of tears and longing. With that pretty face he is incapable of stopping reminiscing in his hardest times. 

You.

Stanley doesn't have time to react in surprise when you're already in his arms, face buried in his chest, snot and tears all over his jacket.

“I've missed you too, doll.”

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You cannot sleep at all. 

In the middle of the night, everything looks different. 

Sitting in front of the window you watch it rain, and think about the things you should be doing instead of procrastinating. But this time, you're not alone. 

Stanley approaches you with a steaming cup of tea and a tender smile spread on his lips. 

He knows you can't sleep, so he'll at least try to help you relax.

He sets the cup down on the table and puts his arms around you to pull you up and sit on his lap.

“I forgot how it was having you home”

He does not answer but hugs you tighter instead. 

Stanley recognises he is not the best with words. He just prefers to show you with actions. 

He knows by the dark marks under your eyes that you haven’t been well during his absence. He is aware of your depressive thoughts, of your manners and your self-deprevice way of going on. But he also knows that you are doing your best, working everyday on fighting your demons.

Stanley takes one of your hands and brings it to his lips. His other hand rests on your waist, in a place that seems made for his hand and his hand only.

You lean to his touch, to his love.

Oh, how much you have missed him…

You missed his smell, like smoke and metal. You missed the sound of his voice, rough but sweet. You missed his touch, his kisses and his presence.

You are so bad over Stanley Snyder that you thought to yourself that now that you know him, you weren’t sure how to live without him.

He massages your shoulders, strokes your hair, kisses your temple…

It's his way of showing you how much he loves you, and to make sure that you know that you are not alone.

Making up for lost time, even if it's in the middle of the night.

“Stan,” you call, leaning your head on his shoulder, “it's late. Let's go to bed.”

He smiles. 

How could he possibly say no to you?

In the middle of the night, everything looks different. Lying in bed, you let Stanley wrap his arms around your waist and press your back against his chest. You're where you want to be.

You feel loved. You feel complete.

And you can finally sleep peacefully.

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A/N: I'm not sure what to think of this... It's been years since the last time I've writen something, I feel this one kinda personal, to be honest. BUT I have soooo many ideas and projects in mind... I hope you liked it! ( ’ω’ )

See you soon,

Nun🐇​

[dixonsbugaboo]

☆ drst hcs ~ in denial

prompt. him being heavily in denial about his feelings for you and if/when he’d finally realize it. split into three sections — him & you (how & why the denial starts) + him & co. (another character’s reaction to his denial) + feelings realization. gender neutral reader.

ft. hyoga, tsukasa, & ukyo

warning. spoilers for most recent eps. ahead , angst

a/n — I think this concept is fun! less characters bc there’s 3 sections per character! enjoy this fun little game of denial! also, i will say that hyoga’s characterization is largely based on his later manga appearances! there are no spoilers, but you don’t get to see a lot of good hyoga until the manga <//3 anyway! enjoy!

☁️ hyoga akatsuki ;;

him & you ~ how it starts

• Given his nature, Hyoga would be in denial for quite some time before ever realizing that he actually likes you. After all, in his mission to build a world where only the strong and proper are revived, is there really any room for romance?

• The answer, of course, happens to be yes, even if he didn’t mean to fall for you.

• Usually, Hyoga would view kindness as yours as limiting and weak. How can anyone survive in a battle of survival of the fittest if they refuse to be ruthless?

• However… your kindness does something to him. He’s used to being treated with respect, reverence, or fear. Experiencing genuine kindness from you— kindness from one person to another— is an entirely new experience. He’s never been treated with warmth and smiles without an ulterior motive.

• Pacifist or not, your kindness is only further enhanced by your other skills. Witnessing you in your element further grows Hyoga’s affection for you. Your warmth got his eyes on you, and your skills kept him watching.

• But… surely he’s only watching you because you’re a proper ally, right? He’s merely surprised by how capable you turned out to be behind that soft heart. That’s why you’ve caught his attention.

• Hyoga treats you noticeably kinder than others. Even when he’s around people he respects— like Homura or Tsukasa— he maintains distance. With you, he’s a little warmer— more willing to entail conversation he’d see as nonsensical otherwise.

• On top of that, Hyoga is adamant on keeping you away from trouble. When he starts to suspect Gen’s loyalty, he tries his best to keep you far from the mentalist. What if Gen pulled you to the other side? How would he keep you safe then?

• He keeps trying to reason with himself that he merely feels this way because you’re a proper ally, and it’d be a shame to lose skills like yours. He’ll ignore his fluttering heart and the smiles behind his mask if it means keeping you at a distance and never admitting how he feels.

• Because if he admits it and he loses you, he’s certain he’ll risk becoming much weaker. And that’s not something he can afford.

him & co. ~ another character’s reaction — asagiri gen

• Hyoga, though he acts subtle about his favoritism toward you, isn't as discreet as he likely thought he was. Then again, it’s hard to hide things from a mentalist, even if Hyoga wears a mask.

• Gen notices a change in Hyoga’s demeanor a few weeks after you’re revived. Before you were around, Hyoga would make himself scarce— training in solitude— if no one needed him or he had no duties for the day.

• Beforehand, Tsukasa and Homura were the only people Hyoga gave the time of day. He’d hardly ever entertain conversation with another soul unless absolutely necessary. All to say, he was something of a lone wolf.

• Then, you’re revived. And suddenly, Gen sees a lot more of Hyoga around and hears him talking a lot more than he used to.

• Hyoga still trains, but he makes it a point to idle around and wait for you to also be free before walking off with you so you can keep him company while he trains.

• You’re the only one Hyoga actively talks with, and from what Gen has overheard, it’s hardly a business talk. Your conversation topics with Hyoga always include life, family, and who Hyoga is. Surprisingly, Hyoga doesn’t brush you off— diligently answering your questions and even asking some of his own.

• Gen also notices that when Hyoga isn’t around, you’re also notably absent. Gen once thought it was you clinging to Hyoga… but soon realizes it’s quite the opposite. Actually, he overheard Hyoga asking to be assigned to the same work with you when he’s able, or he merely finishes his own duties before seeking you out.

• Gen is quick to realize what it is. However, when he musters up the courage to ask Hyoga about it, he’s not shocked to hear the man vehemently deny it— going as far as calling it foolish and weak.

• However, Gen notices the way his shoulders relax, the way his brow unfurrows, and the smiles Hyoga tries to hide when you’re mentioned. Gen notices the way Hyoga straightens up a bit and softens around the edges when he’s with you.

• Gen knows for a fact that Hyoga is smitten with you. Now… whether or not he’d ever come to admit that is a whole new question. He’s so deep in denial and in his own worldview that he’s almost certain Hyoga would deny it until the day he dies.

• Well… not that it matters to Gen. If he can leverage Hyoga’s crush against him, then he will. Maybe then Hyoga would actually admit that he doesn’t just see you as a normal ally.

feelings realization ~ finally. . .

• After his betrayal against Tsukasa and the Kingdom of Science, Hyoga believes he’ll only feel regret that he didn’t best Senku. However… as time passes while he’s locked up, he feels more regret that he betrayed you and your trust.

• He doesn’t remember how everyone else reacted to his betrayal, but he does remember the hurt and disappointment on your face. In that moment, in fully losing, he felt like he lost something more than his ideal world— the person he wanted to share that world with.

• Hyoga fully suspects you to want nothing to do with him or Homura ever again. He suspects that he’s lost you forever— that he’ll never feel your warmth again. And the mere thought makes his heart hurt.

• In that moment, when he’s locked up and questioning why he cares so much, he finally comes to the realization that he wouldn’t care if you were just a proper ally in his eyes. He wouldn’t care so much unless he cared about you deeply.

• Part of him is disappointed— part of him blames you for bringing out a weakness in him. Surely, that weakness is the reason he lost. But… then you start visiting him.

• It starts with you bringing his food on a daily basis. Then, you bring your own food and stick around to eat with him. You engage Homura in conversation, and soon enough, him, too.

• Hyoga warms up to you all over again. You’re stronger than he ever was. He wants to call you stupid for being so willing to forgive him even though he was your enemy. However, he knows that you’ve fully considered the weight of your decision and still chose forgiveness anyway.

• He knows he could never be that way— which is why he has to admire that trait in you. Sure, perhaps kindness can be a foolish weakness… but that kindness of yours allowed you to give him a second chance.

• In its own way, that’s quite proper, isn’t it?

• Either way, he can’t help but accept that, yes. He loves you more than anything. And if there isn’t a place for romance in the Stone World, he’ll just have to carve one out himself.

• All he hopes is that, one day, you’ll be able to love him just as much. Though, he’d be unable to blame you for feeling otherwise. It’d be foolish for him to engage in such wishful thinking without facing reality.

• But… he certainly does love you. And that won’t change for a long time.

☁️ tsukasa shishio ;;

him & you ~ how it starts

• When his attention first falls on you, Tsukasa assumes it’s because you’re especially pure-hearted. You’re someone his sister would’ve loved. After all, what else could it possibly be?

• He isn’t fully sure when that viewpoint changes. All he knows is that you change from someone his sister would’ve loved to someone he wishes could’ve met her. You become someone he knows he likes to be around, and he isn’t sure why.

• He vehemently denies that it could be love because, well, it was that same emotion that was Senku, Taiju, and Yuzuriha’s downfall. Senku’s care for his friend and knowing that Taiju loved Yuzuriha is precisely why he was able to best them.

• Emotions like that were sure to become a weakness, and he’d never let that happen, so it couldn’t be that. It’s precisely why he’s never searched for Mirai. Because even if she couldn’t be revived, he couldn’t bear to see her statue come to harm.

• So what he feels for you couldn’t be that. The desire to be in your presence— the desire to confide in you and spend quiet moments with you— it isn’t love. Admiration, perhaps? Maybe friendship? With each passing day he becomes more uncertain of the answer.

• What he does know is that he makes it a point to check in on you quite a bit. He revived you for your skills and kindness… but each time he meets you it’s never about anything related to the Empire.

• Your conversations with him are notably familiar. They’re never about work like with the others he talks with. When he approaches you, he does so to check in on your well-being— to ask if there’s anything you feel you’re lacking.

• You’re the only one he walks along the beach quietly with, reminiscing about his sister and his past. Tsukasa feels inclined to tell you things he hasn’t told another.

• But it isn’t love. When he tells you about himself— hoping to show you the reasons behind his morals— it isn’t love. When he’s had a rough day plagued with regrets and he seeks you out— that isn’t love.

• Because if it is, he’s certain you’d never be happy with where his morals align. He’s certain that you hide how troubled you are beneath a kind smile.

• If he falls for you, he knows it’d kill him that you’d never agree to be by his side. So he refuses— he can’t. He’ll call the extra kindness he shows you, the leniency he takes with you, anything but what it likely is if it means saving himself the weakness that comes with that warmth.

him & co. ~ another character’s reaction — yuzuriha & taiju

• While Tsukasa is relatively good about being subtle about how he feels about you, the person that notices it first is Yuzuriha, followed closely by Taiju.

• When he’s around you, Taiju recognizes the initial upstanding guy he thought Tsukasa was. He sees no hint of hostility or distrust that he’d seen in him before. All he sees is kindness. Tsukasa never regards you with anything but a smile, and it’s enough for Taiju to firmly believe that, yeah, Tsukasa is a good guy— probably just on the wrong path.

• It’s entirely different for Yuzuriha. The reason she recognizes Tsukasa’s fondness for you so quickly is because she recognizes the way the man looks at you. It’s the same way Taiju looks at her. Fondness, warmth, love— an unspoken desire to be by someone’s side no matter what may happen.

• They both see that… but they also hear how Tsukasa talks about you. He has nothing but good things to say. Even if you’re someone who doesn’t agree with Tsukasa’s morals, he’s never expressed anything but understanding. And if someone dares disrespect you, he’s quick to shut it down.

• However, they also hear him insist that you’re just a friend— someone pure-hearted that needs to be protected. Taiju mentions to Yuzuriha that he feels like Tsukasa looks a little sad when he calls you just a friend. She sees it, too.

• When he thinks you aren’t looking, the two notice that Tsukasa’s eyes always seem to drift to you. He always has a faraway look in his eyes. Then, they see his eyes glimmer a bit with hope when you happen to catch his gaze.

• Truth be told, it makes both Taiju and Yuzuriha a little sad. If Tsukasa was honest with himself— if he wasn’t so adamant on his ways— then there’d be nothing stopping him from being happy with you. Tsukasa’s biggest obstacle is himself.

• They hope that if they eventually beat Tsukasa in this war… maybe then he’ll allow himself to be happy with you. Maybe he’ll be allowed a happy ending with you.

• Because at the end of the day, Tsukasa is a good guy, isn’t he?

feelings realization ~ finally. . .

• Tsukasa finally realizes that he loves you when it’s a little too late. He finally realizes it… but his time with you gets cut terribly short.

• At the end of the war against the Kingdom of Science, you remain by his side. You share his excitement in reviving Mirai, and you never blame him for anything that happened. You stayed by him despite everything— despite all the fighting.

• The moment he realizes that you being there is just… natural to him, he accepts that he loves you dearly. You’d stay beside him through thick and thin, you’d be an amazing role model to Mirai, and your kindness knows no end.

• He loves you and wants to protect you. If the entirety of humanity is going to be revived, he’ll protect your pure heart from any corrupt adults himself. He wants to stay by your side and love you at your best and your worst as you did for him. He wants to be your support— a quiet and safe place to retreat to.

• He just… wants to be someone that deserves the kindness you’ve shown him. He wants to be worthy of the warm love you’ve always shown. He loves you and wants to treat you in the way you deserve.

• But… his happiness is short-lived. When Mirai is revived, he tells her about his affection for you. He tells her he wants to confess— but then Hyoga fatally wounds him.

• Tsukasa realizes it’d be selfish to ask you to wait for him. When Senku chooses to freeze him, they both have no clue when he’ll be able to come back— if he’ll ever come back. Tsukasa doesn’t want you to wait for him— for the slim chance he’ll return.

• It’s then that Tsukasa decides to take it with him to the grave. If he happens to revive… if Senku somehow finds a way to petrify him… then he’ll tell you. If you still haven’t found anyone by the time he returns, he makes a promise to himself, and to Mirai, that he'll finally tell you how he feels.

• Before he’s frozen, you make a promise to him in a hushed whisper that you’ll watch over Mirai for him— that you know he’ll return one day and that you’ll be patiently waiting for him to come home.

• In those final moments before cold sleep, Tsukasa’s heart feels reassured. He should’ve realized— you’d wait for him regardless of what he said.

• Now… he just hopes he’ll be able to awaken and meet you again— to love you as you deserve.

☁️ ukyo saionji ;;

him & you ~ how it starts

• Ukyo recognizes your kindness almost immediately after you’re revived and become acclimated into the Tsukasa Empire. It’s hard for him not to stick by your side— relieved that he isn’t the only one who doesn’t agree with Tsukasa’s ideology and feels some guilt toward being unable to do a thing about it.

• Being around you so much leads him to start recognizing things beyond just an alignment of morals. You’re truly kind and caring— extending that same warmth to Tsukasa and even Hyoga. You reason that they must have their own experiences that led to having such ideals— that it isn’t an excuse not to care for them.

• You have the same idea as Ukyo for different reasons. You won’t leave the Tsukasa Empire not for reasons involving power or which side might win. It’s merely because you care for the people you revived with— you care for him.

• Ukyo wants to protect that kindness— wants to keep a war from happening in hopes that it’ll save you from ever looking sad over a lost friend. But… it isn’t love.

• No, Ukyo is certain that it’s merely a desire to protect you. After all, the world needs more people like you, so he can’t risk you getting in harm’s way. That’s it. It’s nothing beyond a desire to protect, right?

• And yet, you’re the only one that Ukyo has gotten close to in the Tsukasa Empire. He keeps everyone else at a professional distance, refusing to disclose anything about himself. When he’s with you, it seems much easier to open up. He doesn’t feel like he has to hide.

• You’re the only person he goes out of his way to check in on. When he knows you had an especially busy day or had a lot on your plate, he’ll seek you out immediately when he’s relieved of his duties. He’ll comfort you when you need it and keep you company when you desire it.

• However, he refuses to call it anything but friendship. Even if he wants to be closer to you— wants to soothe the fluttering in his heart— he can’t. Because Ukyo is continuously questioning his loyalty to Tsukasa.

• If he said anything, he’s certain you’d be used against him. If you happened to want to turncoat and leave, he knows he’d be used against you. That’s the last thing he wants.

• Because if a war is waged against the Kingdom of Science, Ukyo wants to be certain that you won’t come to harm. And something like love would become a glaring weakness— one that could be fatal.

• And this world needs more people like you.

him & co. ~ another character’s reaction — ishigami senku

• When Ukyo first defects to the Kingdom of Science, Senku immediately notices a level of hesitance for him— as if something is still holding him back. Considering how adamant Ukyo is that absolutely no one dies, Senku assumes that it isn’t just fueled by his morals.

• Then, Gen mentions seeing you and Ukyo together a while ago— and Senku can immediately tell that you’re the reason he’s so adamant on a peaceful end.

• At first, Senku assumes that maybe you’re a really good friend, perhaps a sibling? However, when he’s able to hear more from Taiju and Yuzuriha’s perspective, he can immediately tell it’s romantic, even if Ukyo himself is in denial about that fact.

• In all honesty, he isn’t one to care for romance himself, but he does care about the happiness of others. He can tell Ukyo’s seriously anxious about something happening to you— and though Senku is absolutely certain he won’t let anyone die, he knows that love can be a little illogical.

• Besides, you have your own assets that Senku could utilize. If you have the trust of a man like Ukyo, he’s certain it’s because you’re a good person. He isn’t one to push anyone into confessing— he never did with Taiju— but he will do his best to accommodate, even if he sees it as senseless.

• Because Senku does know what it’s like to lose someone— what it’s like to worry and to not want to be alone. If your presence makes Ukyo a little more confident, so be it. That’s why he’s the one who suggests looping you in and bringing you to their side.

• Hearing and later seeing how comfortable Ukyo is with you by his side is enough to confirm without a doubt that Ukyo loves you. Senku remembers seeding Ukyo when he’s serious— when he’s in the zone. It’s the complete opposite of what the man is like with you.

• With you, Ukyo is softer and much more laid back— more himself, if anything. And frankly, Senku thinks it’s illogical for Ukyo to keep hiding how he feels when it’s clear you feel the same.

• Then again, he won’t push. He’s certain Ukyo will want to make a move himself. He has faith it’ll happen one day, and Ukyo will be better for it.

feelings realization ~ finally. . .

• Given how adamant Ukyo is on protecting you, it isn’t exactly shocking that he’s the one who ends up hurt during the final battle of the war against the Tsukasa Empire.

• What does shock him is just how much it affects you. Of course, you’re kindhearted and have a loving personality— but he didn’t expect you to show so much concern for him in particular. However, the moment he gets injured, you put yourself at risk to get him to safety— spending time patching his wounds before running back to the battle.

• Your bravery paired with the care and consideration you show— add on top of that his neat brush with death— all of it causes him to truly accept that he loves you. He loves you and he doesn’t want to lose you— he doesn’t want to regret the things he never said.

• When the dust finally settles— when Tsukasa is defeated, Hyoga imprisoned, and the Kingdom of Science reigns victorious— he decides to tell you how he honestly feels.

• Because you’re sure to face dangers in the future— ones he might not be there for. There may come a time where he gets hurt or otherwise incapacitated again and he won’t be able to protect you like he wants. All he wants is to be certain that, no matter what you face, you know that he loves you and is supporting you whether he’s there physically or not.

• Of course, he hesitates a bit at first. But when he starts his confession speech and hears your heart quicken— hears the way your breath hitches a bit— he knows it’s mutual and he becomes far more confident in his words.

• Finally, he can accept that he’s always loved you— that there’s no longer a reason to deny it any longer. While he knows there might come a time in the future where someone could use your love against him… he thinks the risk is worth the reward.

• Because in no world are you Ukyo’s weakness. You’re his biggest strength— and you make him strive to be better. And he’s certain that if someone tried to use you two against each other, you and him would find a way to come out on top.

tags.

[dixonsbugaboo]

Here is the second part of this. I loved to write the first one, and since some people seemed interested (that made me really happy!!), I decided to write some more. There will be a final part in the weeks to come when I'll find some time to write it! I'm a little bit self-conscious about this one, since I feel like Mozu is out of character...( ; ω ; ) Anyway, I hope you will enjoy it! ♡

ღ polyamory, modern au, crude language, and minor spoiler (new character)

hyoga & mozu ♡

part one; part two

“I see you're both making progress on your project, yeah?”

Mozu's ironic question made you look up from your phone. Laying on the couch with your legs spread in front of you, toes almost touching Hyoga's thigh, you knew he was mocking you. He didn't even try to hide it anyway, as he smirked down at you while taking off his jacket.

“I'll have you know that we're almost done! Let us take a break.” You replied, sticking your tongue out.

“My bad, my bad! No need to act so immature now.” He retorted, but his words didn't match his behavior as he proudly showed you his middle finger. You snorted, before covering your mouth with your hand and rolled your eyes in a desperate try to act offended.

“They're right, you know, we haven't stopped working since they got here.” Hyoga said, still looking at his book as Mozu leaned against the back of the couch to give him a peck on the cheek. The sight made your heart flutter, and you wondered why as it should have ached in pain.

“Still, it's rare to see you take a rest. I think that (Y/n) here rubbed off on you.” Mozu continued, and you folded your legs against your chest to let him sit between the two of you.

“Look who's talking. They're much more hardworking than you.” Hyoga muttered and you gave Mozu a smug smile. As a reply, he weakly punched your leg in amusement.

“You're being so mean to me. Last time I checked, I'm your partner, not (Y/n)!”

At his words, you froze an instant. While it was only a playful retort, and a true statement as well, you couldn't help but feel hurt. It only reminded you that they loved each other, not you. You didn't belong with them, not like that. Despite knowing that was how it was supposed to be, that you were the only one to blame for your stupid feelings, it pained you all the same.

From the corner of his eyes, Hyoga noticed how your smile slowly faded into a forced one. Your gaze dropped to your feet, eyebrows knitted in a slight frown. While he didn't comment on it, this image of you couldn't leave his mind.

“It's starting to get late, let me drive you back home.”

Hearing Mozu's words, you quickly saved your file before putting your computer in your bag. As you stretched your arms above your head, you didn't notice his long stare at your back, admiring the way your shoulder blades tightened.

“Isn't Hyoga exhausted with all of his practices? They sure end late...” You softly asked, while rubbing your eyes to help them stay open. As you got to learn more about Hyoga these past weeks, you quickly started to admire his dedication and hard work. However, from time to time, you couldn't help but wonder how he could handle his schoolwork and spear practices without tiring himself out...

Mozu watched in an unusual fondness your worried look as you got into his car. As it was getting dark outside, and you sleepy, he noticed how you expressed your emotions more easily. To know that while you were the one being exhausted right now, your first thoughts were about Hyoga's well-being made his heart beat in a way that he wasn't unfamiliar with...

“Is that your way of saying that you prefer when it's him driving you home?” He simply retorted, eyes on the road.

“Fuck, was I too obvious?” You answered, voice still playful despite your state. His lips tugged into a smile at your answer.

The remainder of the ride was calm, quite unusual for the both of you as you were accustomed to singing, shouting, and laughing on every drive back. Most of the time, he liked to get a rise out of you with any subjects that he could think of, and you screaming at his face about how wrong he was, quickly became one of his favorite entertainment. But tonight, he was content to just hear you hum under your breath, in tune with the songs softly playing on the radio.

“Mozu...?” You suddenly mumbled as he pulled over. Meeting your gaze as he glanced your way, he waited for you to go on.

“About what happened earlier, I wanted to thank you. Even if you embarrassed me in front of everyone. You know, about saying that we fucked and all.”

Mozu blinked, before bursting out laughing at your words. You jumped in your seat, startled by his thundering voice before looking at him, exasperated.

“You're an adult, who cares if you fuck with me, Hyoga, or the whole world. People love to talk, but trust me, nobody will try to get on your bad side again. Not when you're under our protection.” He teased, pinching your waist. He smirked when you yelped, letting you swat his hand away.

“Yeah, yeah I know...” You retorted, but couldn't help a smile from tugging at your lips. You were truthfully grateful for the two of them, even if they were quite peculiar. Who knew that these two could be this protective? This thought made you melt, but you were quick to sigh in frustration. If only you could control your feelings around them, then everything would be easier. “I know...” you repeated, staring vacantly into space.

He watched, eyebrows raised in confusion at your sudden gloominess. Something was torturing you, there was no doubt about it. Silence washed over the two of you, and as you seemed lost in your thoughts, Mozu came to a realization.

“Are you upset about it?” He asked, smirking. He was starting to get an idea of what was troubling you...

“About what?” You mumbled, looking back at him. You weren't sure if you understood his question.

“About not fucking us for real?”

Mozu watched in amusement as your eyes went wide, mouth opening and closing without muttering any words. It was his first time seeing you this embarrassed. Face flushed and lips parted, Mozu couldn't help but think that this sight of you was exciting to see. If only Hyoga was there to see it too.

“You can't go a day without being a little shit, can you?” You replied, desperately trying to calm your racing heart. Even if you learned to love Mozu didn't mean that you also learned to tolerate him.

“Funny, Hyoga says the same thing. You two must be related.” He mused, not even trying to hide his smugness. You didn't reply, knowing that it wasn't worth it.

“Well, thank you very much for the ride, I truly hope you don't get into an accident on the way home!” Your voice was dripping with sarcasm, and Mozu snorted at your statement. But as you made a move to get out, he suddenly gripped your wrist to stop you. Not expecting it, you froze.

“Mozu...is everything alright?” You asked, taken aback by his action. Seeing your confused look, he let go of your hand, sighing.

Mozu was truly concerned about you. Most people didn't mean shit to him, that was for sure, but for Hyoga and now you, that was another thing. When you were cornered and openly insulted in the hallway, he quickly understood that what he felt for you wasn't friendship. Not anymore. And by the way Hyoga reacted, he knew that he wasn't the only one. But they didn't have the time to talk about it, to put their feelings into words. After all, they were too busy beating the daylights out of these men before picking you up.

“I should be the one asking that.” His eyes bored into yours, making you gulp. He seemed serious, not a once of playfulness in his voice. You bit your lips, fingers fidgeting with each other.

“Well...” You started but quickly closed your mouth. What could you say? What should you say? Your heart ached to spill out everything, to pour out your feelings as to not drown into them anymore. Overwhelmed and cornered, as Mozu waited for an answer, a sudden thought stood clear and loud in your mind. And without thinking, you blurted out,

“Why did Hyoga touched me like that?”

Mozu wasn't expecting that. Did Hyoga's caress upset you that much? But on the other side...what he was starting to assume seemed more and more probable now.

“Did it bother you?” He asked, avoiding your question. Mozu couldn't answer for Hyoga, even if he knew the reason behind his gesture.

“No!” You shouted, before fleeing his gaze, embarrassed by your own outburst. He smiled, head in his hand as he watched you fondly. He couldn't wait to tell Hyoga, as he knew it would probably fluster the said man.

“I mean, I was surprised but...it was soft and warm. It made me happy.” You whispered, and despite knowing that you shouldn't admit that, you couldn't stop yourself. “But, what about you? You didn't say anything back then...” You continued, too curious to not ask. Hyoga's act was undeniably intimate, and he did it despite Mozu being right there to witness it.

“Did it bother me? No, no it didn't.” He replied casually, much to your surprise. But he didn't let you the time to express your confusion, as he continued,

“Hyoga isn't used to get close to people. I wasn't used to it, either. People didn't interest me, and I found my entertainment in picking fights and sleeping with women after women.” So your first impression was right after all. He was a womanizer, or at least, he used to be. “But you could say that I picked the wrong guy when I decided to challenge Hyoga. He was the first one to put me in my place.” You couldn't help but snicker, heart a little bit lighter at his confession.

“You look like someone who would enjoy that.” You pointed out, snorting again when Mozu looked back at you, faking annoyance.

“Maybe you're right since I ended up with him.” He admitted, an amused smile on his lips. “So, seeing him close to you didn't bother me, no. I'm glad he could open up to someone else than me.” Mozu finished, voice so sincere for once that you couldn't think of a reply. You slowly nodded, thanking him for his answer.

And as you were about to leave, Mozu stopped you again. However, this time it left you speechless, making your heart race once again as he stroked your cheek the same way as Hyoga did before. As you watched him with wide eyes, out of breath, Mozu understood.

“And now, did it bother you?” He asked teasingly, but you couldn't say anything, couldn't muster a suitable answer. He could feel your skin warm up under his touch, and with his thumb, he started to slowly trace the curve of your cheekbone.

And in an instant, the warmness of his touch faded as he pulled it back, making you want to lean in it once more. But you didn't.

“Well, I'm letting you go for real this time.” He joked, nodding towards your apartment block. Mindlessly, you got out of his car, waving him goodbye as he drove away, screaming “see you tomorrow, cutie!” by his window.

Collapsing on your bed, and head buried in your pillows, you wondered how you could have fallen asleep after...this. Your mind was racing, as well as your heart, and you couldn't help but think about Hyoga and Mozu's touch again, again and again. Why did you have to fall for them? Why did these stupid feelings have to make everything harder? You groaned, eyes tightly closed as you desperately tried to think of anything else.

The soft ping! of your phone made you sit up reluctantly. Your friend was probably messaging you to ask about your day, but you couldn't bear yourself to answer them. However, as you unlocked your phone, you blinked as the name “Hyoga” appeared on your screen.

From: Hyoga

To: (Y/n)

Did Mozu drive you home?

Your fingers hovered over your keyboard. You knew you should reply with a simple “yes”, before throwing your phone at the other side of the room.

From: (Y/n)

To: Hyoga

Yes, I'm home safe and sound. Was practice okay?

But of course, you didn't do that. You sighed, disappointed in your lack of determination. Because despite everything, you still wanted to talk to him. To talk to them.

From: Hyoga

To: (Y/n)

As usual. I would have liked to stay with you a little more, though.

Oh.

Did he have to say that? You hated how it made you burst with joy, how you couldn't help from smiling as you read his message over and over again.

There was no way you could fall asleep tonight.

[dixonsbugaboo]

No request here, and I'm sorry for that! I don't know why this idea couldn't leave my head, so I wrote this instead. I'm not sure if a lot of people will be interested in this, but I wrote it so I may as well post it! (*´▽`*) I tried to make this as gender neutral as possible, but I don't think I did a very good job, and I'm truly sorry for that!

ღ polyamory, modern au, crude language, and minor spoiler (new character)

hyoga & mozu ♡

part one; part two

Hyoga was a strange man. Always hiding behind his mask, and small eyes that always seemed to judge any person that dared to talk to him. His towering stature didn't help, as it left you uneasy to even stand beside him.

Mozu wasn't any better. In fact, the first time he caught you staring at him, he sent you a wink with his usual mischievous smile that made you even more uneasy than Hyoga's height. He was a womanizer, no doubt about that, so you avoided him like the plague.

But, as life loved to see you struggle, you happened to be pair up with Hyoga for a group project. According to your friend, the look you sent towards the silver-haired man was akin to a soon-to-be-dead animal. What kind of college still asked for group projects, anyway? It wasn't like you had a thesis to complete by the end of the year and exams that you desperately needed to revise for. At least, you weren't assigned with someone like Mozu (he didn't share any of your classes anyway). That's what you told yourself, as a pathetic attempt to put things into perspective.

The funny thing is that, when you first entered Hyoga's apartment to get the work done, you were greeted by a very much half-naked Mozuon the couch, looking almost as startled as you. Hyoga seemed unbothered, if not annoyed by Mozu's indecency.

“At least, put a pant on when someone is coming over,” Hyoga told him, voice dripping with desperation. If not for your nervousness, you would have been amused by the way he rolled his eyes at Mozu.

“To my defense, you didn't tell me that you would bring a guest. I would have dressed nicely for the occasion.” Mozu replied as he grabbed the first pants on the floor.

“They're are here to work. It's for a group project, so don't bother us.” Hyoga continued while clearing the kitchen table so you could put your computer on it. You timidly took place in front of him, while ignoring Mozu purposely showing off his chest as he took his time to put his shirt on.

“I'm heading to work, so I won't be bothering the two of you.” He retorted, grasping his keys. And much to your surprise, he suddenly leaned towards Hyoga, giving him a quick peck on the lips that left you wide-eyed. “See you later, cuties!” He shouted, before disappearing behind the front door. Silence washed over the room, as you still gaped at the door.

“What?” Hyoga snarled at you, making you jump in your seat. He didn't seem to appreciate your astonished look.

But, it was his turn to be surprised, as you giggled into your hand. He frowned, waiting for you to answer back, not quite understanding your reaction.

“Sorry, it's just that...well you are quite the opposite, so I didn't expect you to be together. It's cute, really.” You replied sincerely, lips tugged into a smile. For once, you dared to look at him in the eyes, and for some unknown reason, it made him...happy.

“I didn't expect it either.” He didn't know why he told you that, but you laughed, and he found himself liking it.

From that day, your relationship with the two of them changed. It was not like you were close to them in the first place, but at least, you were now more...relaxed to be around them. The project was progressing well, and you even looked forwards to see them.

At first, it was two or three days a week. You would go to their place, work, and chat a little before leaving. Then, you came almost every day, staying longer and longer, eat dinner with them and Mozu or Hyoga would drive you home safely. With Hyoga, you would talk and ask him questions about his life, how he met Mozu, and how his spear training was going. With Mozu, the two of you would sing your heart out in the car, scaring the poor pedestrians.

You still remember the face your friend made as Hyoga waited for you after school. He was always there, waiting in front of your last class of the day, before acknowledging you with a nod as he waited for you to say goodbye to your friend. They sent you a look that meant “You better tell me everything, or else!”, as you tried to act innocent. Sometimes, as Hyoga had practices to attend, it was Mozu that picked you up. And there were times when, much to your surprise, you spotted the two of them leaning against the wall, whispering to each other as they waited for you. Your friend almost shrieked, staring at you in pure confusion, and you could only giggle at their reaction.

But no matter how hard you tried to fool your friend (and fool you as well), the way your face brightened every time you saw Hyoga or Mozu, and even more when they were together gave you away. Maybe you didn't notice, maybe you didn't acknowledge the flutter of your heart, but your friend wasn't blind and also noticed how the two men started to act...differently around you. They could see how Hyoga's eyes never left your face as you talked about your day, or how Mozu was always touching your waist. Even though you told your friend about their relationship (another plot twist, but at this point, nothing surprised them anymore), some signs couldn't be ignored. Unfortunately, they weren't the only one to notice.

One day, as the both of you waited for your next class, three students boldly approached you, ignoring your clear discomfort.

“So, who are you sleeping with? Mozu or Hyoga?” One asked as the two others laughed behind. “Because you see, I bet that Hyoga is the one fucking you, while my friends gambled on Mozu.” He continued, still drawing closer.

As you were about to flip him off, with the help of your friend, the man was violently pushed off. He blinked, before looking up, and froze when he saw Mozu's terrifying smile.

“Well, none of you won,” Mozu replied, gripping his shoulder in a fake friendly way. “Because you see, we have a strict schedule. At the beginning of the week, it's my turn. Then, it's Hyoga's turn. And on weekends, we like to all fuck together.”

Mozu's words left you speechless, as well as everyone around near enough to hear. You thought you were going to die from embarrassment, but at the same time...seeing the stunned look of the three interlopers was quite satisfactory.

“T-Then we're still right! They're a slut!” The man shouted, despite his uncertain voice. Mozu's face darkened, but before he could do anything, the student was suddenly grabbed by the collar. Mozu chuckled, “Oh look, you made Hyoga angry! What a mistake!”

You watched as the color drained from his face, as Hyoga slammed him against the wall. Mozu's raucous laughter could be heard while his two acolytes scattered away from them.

“H-Hey, it's okay, Hyoga! I think he learned his lesson!” While watching him suffer wasn't unpleasant, you were afraid of the possible repercussions. You didn't want to get Hyoga and Mozu in trouble.

Hyoga stared at you, hand still half-choking your offender. You smiled at him, hoping to show him that you were alright. He sighed, and suddenly the student was thrown to the ground. You gasped as Mozu kicked him in the gut, but you didn't have the time to say anything as the guy scrambled to his feet, without looking back.

“That'll teach him!” Mozu cackled, not bothered by the stares. You, on the other side, became aware of the unsolicited crowd. You looked at your friend in agony, and they could only gape back at you.

“My class is starting soon. We'll come to get you after.” Hyoga stated, and you shyly nodded. Oh, how you envied him for his indifference. He suddenly seemed hesitant, still looking at you, while your head tilted to the side in confusion. He slowly raised his hand, and you blinked as he slowly stroked your cheek. His touch was gone as soon as it came, leaving you dizzy.

“'Later, cutie!” Mozu didn't seem disturbed by Hyoga's act, as he sent you a smile before heading to his lecture hall, Hyoga closely behind.

Silence washed over the hallway, as everyone still tried to process what happened. Your friend hurried to your side, despite their own shock.

“What was that?” They whispered breathlessly, knowing well that you didn't have the answer. “Are...are you okay?” They asked, eyes full of worry.

“I...I think I'm in love with them. Shit, I think I'm in love with them.” You replied, leaving your friend speechless for what felt like the umpteenth time of the day.

Oh, how much you hated group projects.

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Stanley Snyder x reader HC of how it is when y/n and Stan see him at work. But also how they work together

I LOVE STANLEY OMG. However, I’m not sure if I did him justice. I’m also not sure this is what you expected ( ; ω ; ) Don’t hesitate to tell me if something bothered you! I hope you’ll still enjoy it anyway ♡ (this is set before the petrification by the way!!)

stanley snyder ♡

As a military, Stanley is very much aware of each of his coworkers. However, it doesn't mean he holds them in high regard. Stanley doesn't care much about everyone, except for Xeno, and the same goes for you.

He knows your skills and your way of working. He has to, and he can't say he's impressed but he isn't disappointed either. You seem to have quite a range of expertise, but to him, it's nothing to be proud of when you're a soldier.

It is indeed not your competence that caught him off guard. Instead, he was much more curious about the way you acted around his unit. You seemed to get along with everyone, and he was surprised to see how eager they were to be around you.

That's why he didn't expect you to be so cold when he first talked to you. Your replies were short and you weren't afraid to look at him straight in the eye.

He didn't think much of it. That is until he saw you laughing and waving enthusiastically with people from his unit.

From this point of view, he could understand why everyone seemed to like you. He couldn't look away, catching himself liking the way your lips tugged into a smile.

And when you caught his gaze, he could see how your words got stuck in your throat. He raised an eyebrow as if mocking your reaction and you frowned. However, it didn't take you long to compose yourself and here you were, chatting happily with everyone again.

He smirked. You seemed determined to avoid him, much to his dismay. For what seemed years, someone finally caught his interest. He wasn't going to let you slip away.

“Did I do something to offend you?” Stanley once asked, lighting a cigarette while both of you were outside alone.

“You didn't, officer.” Your answer was strict, as he expected.

“Then care to explain why you're acting so cruel towards me?” His voice was sweet as saccharine like he was truly upset about your behavior. You weren't stupid enough to believe it. His malicious eyes gave him away.

“Don't get me wrong, officer. I admire your skills as a leader and acknowledge your abilities. That doesn't mean I respect you as a person. I know what you're capable of, and I'm not very fond of people who can shoot innocents' heads without blinking an eye.”

In a way he couldn't explain, your explanation made his breath hitch. It wasn't from angriness, quite the contrary. He took a sick pleasure knowing that for once someone didn't try to hide their true feelings about him.

Your words were sharp, as much as your eyes, something that he found oddly attractive.

Till this day, Stanley will never stop bothering you. Whether it be casually sitting next to you on a break, or staring at you from far away. He likes how your shoulders tense and how you glare at him.  

Everyone can see how he follows you with his eyes, how he cheerfully greets you, and how it became a game for him to tease you.

And the more he plays, the more he gets invested.

Don't think you're saved outside of work. He got your number, and will send a message every hour asking you to lunch, or telling you that he misses your cute face.

It doesn't take long for Xeno to notice his friend's behavior. Stanley never seems to be on his phone, unless it's a work emergency, so he's surprised to see him check it every two minutes and even sending a text himself.

“Who are you talking to? Someone interesting?” “Very interesting.”

Stanley's new favorite thing is to catch you smile at his messages. And when you notice him, even if you try to act as if nothing happened, he doesn't miss the way your ears flush. (he'll tell you it's the cutest thing over the phone, as to embarrass you even more)

When your unit is called on a mission, Stanley will keep an eye on you. He likes the way you look when you're deeply focused and your skills are truly spectacular, he can't deny it any longer. (he also likes hearing you shout “yes, sir!” when he gives an order. He keeps in mind to tease you about it later)

Surprisingly, you both work perfectly together. Plus, Stanley can make sure nothing too bad happens to you.

For the life of him, he could not give a damn about his coworkers' life.

But with you, it's another story.

Xeno was his only friend and the only person he cared about. That was until you came along.

Maybe you didn't consider him as a friend (you made yourself clear after all), but he doesn't mind. He didn't want to be only your friend, after all.

Stanley wouldn't let you die, even if it means putting everyone in danger.

And one day, when he sends you his usual “I'm free for dinner”, you reply “should I pick you up?” much to his surprise.

Xeno can't help but wonder how you can make his best friend grins so much over a text.

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Dr.Stone Stanley Snyder as a campus crush in High School

A/N: Another Stanley?!?!? My friend cosplayed high school Stan and I got this idea lmaoo. Also, late Valentine's day post

Fem!reader, use of she/her

Genre: Fluff, Crack-ish

Warning: Obsessive girls

Tall, Handsome, Athletic, Cool. The list of why almost every girl in their high school liked Stanley Snyder. He was eye candy, his voice was deep and attractive, he was smart and he was mysterious enough that it kept others on their toes. These were some of the many reasons why he was dubbed “Campus Crush” by the students.

There were men who loathed him, envied him, and insulted him (though not to his face, they know he can pack a punch. Tried and tested.) Stanley didn't care, he wasn't the type to care about these things. His days revolved around guns, helping Xeno, and you.

You, who he's been in love with for years. You, who didn't care about those trivial things about him, you cared more about him as a person. You, who has seen his darkest days and still stayed. You, who he's been dating for about a year and a half now. No wonder his attention was all yours (and Xeno’s, but that's a bit different.)

Stanley never hid that he cared about you, he was obvious, and that angered a lot. To the others, you were just someone random, someone who wasn't special. You weren't any big name like captain of the cheer team, or queen bee and you weren't one of the popular kids. They hated that you had Stanley for yourself, they hated that he was head over heels for you. That should be them in your shoes, It's only right! You were a nobody and they couldn't accept their dashing prince to be claimed by some commoner in their eyes.

Valentine's day came, and like normal teenage girls with a crush, they decided to give stuff to Stanley. Expensive chocolates, random gifts that they think he’d like, and love letters confessing their undying love (or what Xeno likes to call, unyielding obsession.)

His locker was annoyingly filled to the brim with pink and red envelopes, this desk was overflowing with sweets and snacks. Girls were lingering outside his classroom just to get a glimpse of him. He hated the attention if he was being honest, he disliked being followed around, stopped every hour and confessed to or whatever.

Last valentines, he got more than 20 letters asking for him to meet them at the rooftop. A bit cliché, and honestly? not a very private area considering a shit ton of people bring others there too. He didn't read those letters, you and Xeno did, out loud for him too.

You three decided to hang out at Xeno’s place after school after convincing Stanley to not throw away the gifts. He met you with a questioning gaze, to which you replied with “Entertainment. It's gonna be a fun night!” The chocolates were sprawled across the floor, different brands and different flavors, some expensive and some home made. Cookies and cupcakes were set on a plate, Xeno and you were already beginning to eat them.

“So, why’d you want me to not throw away the gifts? I understand the food, but the letters?” Stanley asked, sitting on Xeno’s bed as you and the aspiring scientist were on the floor, surrounded by the letters. “Well, Xee and I were curious about them! We wanna see the type of stuff the girls write to you.” you replied, holding one letter. “Oh? and why? jealous are we, y/n?” Stan teased, a smirk on his painted lips. “Ha! As if, you barely acknowledge them. You’ve chased after me for years! I'm secure enough.” you answered, and that's true. You knew Stanley was the loyal type, he courted you for years before you answered him and made him your boyfriend. And he hasn't done anything that would warrant your jealousy.

“Good. But even you, Xee? this isn't exactly your topic of interest?” Stan answered, looking at his best friend curiously. “I'm currently researching the science of attraction. It's tied heavily to the body’s chemical reaction so I need data on it. What better way than reading through letters of unfiltered confessions by hormonal teenage girls?” Xeno answered swiftly.

“Ohh, ok let's start with this one… ‘Dear Stanley, since the day I first laid my eyes on you, I have fallen deeply in love with you. You are like the stars in the sky, shining heavily. Please give me a chance!’ “ you read out the letter from a sparkly pink envelope.

“Love at first sight, common. That happens when you see something you like, or in this case, someone attractive enough to like, and your body releases the happy hormones like Dopamine and Oxytocin, which gives the giddy and excited feeling.” Xeno explained.

“This one just reads ‘please meet me at the rooftop after class, xoxo’ “ You continued, going through the whole pile. “In total, you have received 54 love letters and 16 notes. 32 of which asked you to meet with them somewhere, mostly the school’s rooftop.” Xeno read out the tally he was keeping count.

“This excites you guys? reading nonsense given to me? At this point y/n, I'm kinda sad you don't feel jealous. You just gonna let them talk about your man like that?” Stan teased again, he was now laying on the bed, his phone on his stomach after scrolling through it while you read the letters.

“Eh, they can say all they want. In the end, you're still mine after all.” you smiled. “Plus, imagine a bunch of girls just waiting for you up at the rooftop only for you to be a no show? bet they are fighting over themselves now?” you chuckled. “If only we knew sooner, we could have installed hidden cameras and microphones there.” Xeno added.

Back to the present, he was still facing the same dilemma. Knowing what would happen today, you gave Stanley a big tote bag to put all the gifts in, which will be consumed by you and Xeno later today.

“Hey Stan~” a feminine voice spoke, he didn't bother looking at the direction, he knew who it was and what they wanted. He just laid his head on his arms and closed his eyes. “Stan? Stanleyyy!” the voice continued, now poking him. It was getting irritating, he looked up and glared at the person, making them flinch, but regained their posture immediately. “Hey~ I was wondering if you wanna go with me to this new dessert place downtown today” the girl asked, twirling her hair. “Nah, not interested.” Stan spoke, “Why? don't like sweets? that's fine, we can find somewhere else!” she exclaimed, hopeful. “No, I mean I ain't interested in going anywhere with you, or anyone else for that matter.” He answered sharply, leaving the girl confused.

“But why? It's Valentine's day!” she argued, “Yea exactly, which is why i’ll be spending it with my partner and not some random girl who won't stop bothering me.” Stan answered, annoyed at this point. “P-partner?” the girl was shocked. “Yea, partner. Y/N. You are either dense or just deny that fact. We aren't exactly a secret or private.” Stan replied. “Her?! Why her? you can do so much bett-” Stanley didn't even let her finish what she was saying when he signaled her to stop.

“Say one bad thing about them and you're done for. Scram.” Stan ordered, his voice sharp, leaving no room for discussion. The girl went back to her seat, almost in tears. The whole room witnessed it, how could they not? It was Stanley Snyder rejecting someone and revealing he has a partner. (To which Xeno replied with “Humans do love ignoring facts when it's not beneficial to them” when Stanley recalled this encounter later that day.)

News of this spread like wildfire. The girls who hated you back then because you were taking Stanley’s attention were for sure plotting your downfall now that Stanley himself confirmed your relationship. The glares sent your way were harsher than usual. But you didn't care, you kind of liked their anger.

Until you were cornered in the bathroom, typical American scenario. “Stay away from Snyder.” one of the girls said, you recognised her to be the school’s proclaimed queen bee or whatever, you didn't care. “oh? stay away from MY boyfriend?” you emphasized. “You bitch! you stole him from me!” She screamed at you, attempting to slap you, you caught her wrist in time. “Oh honey, he doesn't even know your name.” you answered, twisting her arm.

Her minions tried to hold you down, but you held them off of you (Stanley taught you self defense, you didn't realize you'd be using it on desperate popular girls trying to steal your lover.) “Why don't you leave me alone, and I don't tell Stan about this encounter and make him ignore y’all more than he already does, how does that sound, hmm?” you asked, holding the queen bee’s face in your hands. “Oh well, you don't get to choose. I'm not some soft, easily threatened person. Xeno is my best friend, I've been through more threatening things in my life.” you added, before walking out the door.

Later that day, you told Stan and Xeno about the encounter in the comfort room as you and Xeno opened letters. Stan was furious, they crossed the line. Xeno was already plotting revenge. You reassured them both that you handled it and will handle it in the future.

Stan decided to post something on his social media, which he rarely does. It was a photo of you two. With the caption, “Forever♥️ Hurt them and you're dead to me.”

Stan might have lots of eyes on him, but that means nothing to the man whose loyalty knows no bounds. His eyes are only on you. He knew he was yours since that day you shot that nerf bullet directly at his forehead when you were 10 years old.

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“Due to us not being ready last year, I decided to be ready this year! I set up cameras and microphones on the rooftop. Though, I think the number of people who will still want to ‘meet you at the rooftop’ has lessened since the news of you two officially being together has spread.” Xeno announced, opening his laptop to open the camera feed.

To his surprise, there are still at least 20 girls up there. All glaring at each other and questioning why they're there. Everyone answered the same name, “Stanley Snyder”

“Babe, you should post a story about us right now. Pretend we're on a date or something. Watch their moods fall.” You said, an evil smile on your face.

“Well, c’mere then.” Stan beckoned you next to him on the bed, you crawled your way to his arms and wrapped yours around him. Stan took the photo as Xeno set up the TV to make it look like a movie date, which Stan took a photo of as well. “I’ll put ‘movie date with the loml’ with a cheesy song.” Stan said as you laughed. “Anddd, posted.” Stan announced, you three looking back at Xeno’s laptop and waiting for the girls’ reaction.

“Stanley posted?!” One of them said, opening the story. “Movie date with the love of my life…” one other read out. “We've stood up again!” another exclaimed, almost crying. “Stood up my ass, I didn't ask any of you to go there.” Stan muttered, with you and Xeno laughing. “Oh Stanley Snyder, you are a cruel cruel man.” You joked, giving your man a kiss.

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Can u do Stanley x Reader him having a childhood crush on reader

Dr.Stone Stanley Snyder with a childhood crush on reader

A/N: omg I love childhood stanley fics so much

Genre: Fluff

GN! Reader

You’re Xeno’s younger sibling, only younger by a year though

Stanley met you when he came to Xeno’s house when he was 9 years old, the two were chilling in Xeno’s room when you knocked and came in asking your brother for help with your homework. 

It wasn’t love at first sight per say, he was young and had no idea of what love even was 

But that moment he saw you, remained burned at the back of his mind.

Suddenly, Stanley didn’t mind Xeno dragging him home for science experiments, if it meant catching a glimpse of you everytime you ask your brother for help with homework. 

At 10 years old, you and Stanley became friends, your interest in your brother’s science endeavours brought you to spend more time with the duo, making you their 3rd companion. 

Stanley loved seeing you marvel at your brother’s antics, the wide eyes look you’d give when you saw something interesting, sending him a huge grin as if saying ‘stan, look! It’s so cool!!.’ 

Or the way you’d hide behind him when you realised that the experiment was about to explode.

You weren’t like Xeno though whose interest was only in science, you liked physical activities too, and that’s where Stanley came in. 

Oh, your brother doesn’t wanna play basketball with you? Stanley will teach you.

You wanna play volleyball? Stanley will play with you.

Wanna play baseball? Football? Swimming? Badminton? Stanley’s your man.

Of course, you both make Xeno accompany you during some of these, but Stanley enjoys it more with just the two of you.

At the age of 12, you and Stanley were inseparable. And as you both grew up, Stanley’s crush on you grew too. He was now very much aware of his feelings for you. So he’d do anything for you.

Forgot your lunch? He’ll share with you

Need help with homework? He’s not as smart as your brother, but he’s smart enough.

You’re getting bullied? Not on his watch

Each smile you’d give his way gave him butterflies. 

Each interaction, the way you’d cling onto him when you get excited, or the way your pout and sad eyes immediately get him to fold when you want something. 

It’s safe to say that Stanley really does like you, and Xeno saw that.

As your older brother, Xeno had to give Stanley the ‘Talk’ as he called it.

It’s not as if Stanley confessed yet, but in Xeno’s words, “just in case”

Unbeknownst to Stanley, you also grew up to harbour feelings for him. How couldn't you? when the pretty boy was always so kind and thoughtful of you

You could do your homework on your own, but you’d choose to pester your brother for help whenever Stanley was with him.

You had other friends to play those sports with, but you enjoyed playing alone with Stanley. 

At the end of the day, whatever you and Stanley had, be it fleeting or the start of something new, you both cherished it secretly. 

Maybe one day, he’ll tell you how he felt. But for now, He’ll love you silently and enjoy his childhood years with you. 

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Do I Wanna Know?

Senku x Artist Reader Pt. 5

A/n: Yall, I think I cooked 😼I love music😈

W/C: 809

Tag List: @cchuisme @lovingyeet @markerelll @minimissmelody @74zix47 @xtfhtfrj @maria-trisha @floweringdaisie

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You were tired of it all. Tired of Senku. Exhausted by the lingering touches that lead to nowhere. You were fed up with the rush of excitement when he leans on you, resting his head on your shoulder when he watches you try to solve physics problems. Or the moments when you watch the stars and his fingers brush up against yours, no effort done by him to pull away. Disappointed that all the touches he initiates, he doesn’t take it a step further.  

Exhausted by his lingering gazes. When he originally started staring at you, you ignored it. Chalked it up to another scientific experiment he was conducting. But it never seemed to let up. If anything, he’s been staring at you more and without shame. Even when you catch his starring, his eyes dart up to match your gaze and suddenly it’s a starring contest. One you never win. Swiftly turning your head away to hide the heat rising to your cheeks, trying to block out his mocking laugh at your reaction.  He knows it flusters you so why does he bother?

Exhausted by his words that spill from his lips without a second thought. Words that hold so much meaning to you but appear to be so casual to him. More than once, your breath hitches at his words, your heart racing, your mind short-circuiting just to feel like a fool when he laughs. Taking back the meaning, and the implications of the words he says so casually.

But what’s worse to you is the moments when he doesn’t indicate he’s joking. Leaving the words he says in the air. Leaving you alone with your thoughts. Your heart eager to take in those words, to allow itself to indulge in delusions, in misunderstandings. Yet your mind wonders if it means anything to him. The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?  Your mind wonders if he knows the meaning behind the words.

Maybe you weren’t tired of him. Because everything that’s been driving you insane is another moment of inspiration that leads you to pick up your pencil, pen, brushes, and paints. Another day where he holds the honorary title of being your muse. Of being your love. But you sure as hell were tired of the mixed signals, he keeps sending you. Which is why you find yourself in your own predicament.

You and Taiju had an agreement. He’d confessed to Yuzuriha, and you’ll confess to Senku.

Even after Taiju finished his spew, darting out of the room to meet with her. You were hesitating. You were fidgeting with a letter in your hands and Senku noticed. Pulling away from the scene outside the window, he walks over to you. Once again, he leans into your shoulder, peaking at the letter in your hand.

Do I wanna know? If this feeling flows both ways?

“What are you, some kind of shy middle schooler mustering up the courage to confess your love” he jokes but you don’t laugh. Instead, you answer back. You place the letter in his hand, your fingers brushing against his, your voice meek but louder than anything in the room. “Yeah, I am.”

This time you leave your touch; he is left wanting more.  This time it’s your gaze that Senku’s feels. One that he is nervous to reciprocate. He knows if he were to look up, he’d lose. You leave your words to the air. It’s him that is left alone with his thoughts. Absorbing your words and their meaning with a brain that is near short-circuiting.

My muses are my love

Suddenly everything seems to be connecting for Senku. Everything was becoming painstakingly obvious. Realizing he was digging too deep for an answer, what was already at the surface. You literally meant love. You admit to confessing your love to him and yet Senku is a river in Egypt. He finds it hard to accept that there isn’t another meaning behind being your muse. He wants confirmation.

“Is this what it means to be an artist’s muse?” he asks, finally meeting your eyes. His breath hitches and he’s quick to lose. He quickly averts his gaze, and he’s the one turning red as he pulls away. The letter falls between the space he creates. He rushes to the window where he sees Taiju and Yuzuriha outside. He can’t escape. “…am I your muse?”

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I don’t know if you feel the same as I do…

A beaming light takes you to what you can only describe as hell. You never got to hear his response, and you don’t know if you ever will. You’re left with your thoughts, running different scenarios and what-ifs. What if you told him sooner? What would happen if he accepted your feelings? What if he hadn’t?

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…116,763, 119,997…

…116,763, 119,998…

…116,763, 119,999…

…But we could be together if you wanted to…

116,763,120,000

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A/n: I think this series is coming to an end 🥲....I believe the next chapter is going to be the last chapter. I originally had different plans for the series but I liked the changes that I made and I don't want to drag out the story. The last chapter might take a awhile before it's uploaded!

Thank you all for the love and support! 🩷

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Show Me How

Senku x Artists Reader Pt. 4

A/n: Enjoy this Early Fic Friday post!

Word Count: 1,029

Warnings: Slightly suggestive thoughts! But there is no NSFW/SMUT

Tag List: @cchuisme @lovingyeet @markerelll @minimissmelody @74zix47 @xtfhtfrj @maria-trisha

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Are you into me, like I’m into you?

Your thoughts threatened to leave your lips. The very same lips that were brushing against Senku’s ear. Your bodies pressed against each other. Neither you nor Senku have made a single move. You weren’t sure how long you’d had his body pressed against yours.

Seconds? Minutes? You were afraid to break the silence. You didn’t want to pull away. You wanted to burrow your face in his neck. Mask yourself with his scent. You wanted him to be closer, intertwine your limbs with him. Press your lips against him, taste him. You wanted him.

 Do you wanna do the things I want to do with you?

You slowly eased your hand down from his eyes, allowing him the privilege to see you pressed against him. Staring down at you, with those very same eyes you told him not to. You allowed your hand to travel down to his chest, without much resistance, the positions were now reversed. Hovering over him, you were one move away. One move away from changing the dynamics between the two of you. Action or words…kiss or confession…Anything to tell him

I love you.

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There’s a scientific and logical explanation…

Senku kept repeating those words in his head. This sensation overwhelming him can be explained through science he reasoned. The heat radiating off his body is a biological response.  It’s just the body producing hormones…

With your body pressed against him, he couldn’t tell if your skin was burning against him, or if this entirely new sensation was making him flush, producing more heat than he could handle.

Was he flushed because he was fixated on the feeling of your fingers brushing against his lips? Was it the feeling of your chest pressed against his? Feeling your chest and rising for every breath you take. Hearing the faint rhythm of your heart. What would you do if he moved just slightly? Would you let your lips move against his skin and settle on his neck?

Adrenaline….

He can feel his heart beating out of his chest, he bet you could too. Especially with your hand pressing on his chest, pushing him down with ease.

Testosterone…

 He tried to rationalize his body’s response to yours.

Nothing unusual…These thoughts, it’s the testosterone…

…Pheromones…dopamine…norepinephrine…

He tried reasoning his feelings with science, because in his mind, love was not an option. Or maybe an option that he wasn’t aware of existed.

Senku was intelligent in the fields that required chemistry, biology, physics, mathematics, psychology and much more, but when it came to emotional intelligence…His emotional intelligence was as good as Taiju’s understanding of chemistry. If he couldn’t figure out that being your muse meant that you loved him, how is he going to understand his emotions towards you?

“Physics or Chemistry?” you asked quietly, slowly pulling away from him. Regretting your words as soon as they left your mouth. There was no turning back.

Those were the words you chose.

Not “I love you”.

Not “I like you”.

Not, “Can I kiss you?”

“I guess we can move onto physics…” Senku responded, getting up from the floor. Senku took his seat next to you, pulling out the physics questions he had prepared.

And just like that, you were both back to doing calculations. Both ignoring the burning question haunting your minds, what just happened?

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Days have passed since the incident, and although you didn’t act on your feelings or talked about what happened, the dynamics between the two of you shifted. You find yourself spending more time with Senku outside of studying together. Whenever one of your many clubs ended early, you found yourself at the school’s lab entrance.

“If you’re going to come in put some gloves on and goggles.” Senku said, not once turning around to look at who entered. He already knew it was you.

“Yeah…yeah…” you grabbed the box of gloves beside him and covered your hands. “It’s much more fun to get your hands dirty with your creation.” You were about to wander off in search of some goggles until you felt Senku’s hand on your waist, pulling you towards him.

“If you consider getting corrosive acid on your hands fun, then be my guest.” He said while looking at you, placing goggles over your face and adjusting the strap for you.

“This is why art is better.” You argued, following Senku to where his equipment was set up, standing beside him and awaiting his instructions.

“It’s opinions likes those that make you an Airhead.” Senku replied with a wicked smile. He knew exactly what buttons to push to get you to react. To get you to ramble, and to allow him to learn more about your art. Eventually he’ll figure out what it means to be your muse. He’ll just have to continue to study you and your art.

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At times you seek him out and other times he seeks you out.

“What are you drawing this time?” he asks as he approaches you from behind. He looks over your shoulder to see what you have in your sketchbook. “Nothing?”

 “Artist’s block,” you replied, moving slightly to make space for Senku to sit beside you. “All great artists get it eventually…”

“Are you calling yourself a great artist?” Senku teased, enjoying the annoyed face you gave him in response to his comment. He sat beside you, his shoulder brushing against yours. Sitting in silence until he spoke up again, “What about the moon?”

“Huh?” You looked up to the sky and searched for the moon. “What about the moon?”

“The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?” he asked, forgetting the weight of the words until they slipped out. He turned to look at you, your eyes fixated on the moon. Hearing his question, you felt your blood rush to your face and your mind racing with thoughts. You kept silent, wondering if he knew the meaning behind his words. “And it’s like you always said…art is beautiful, you only create things that you find beautiful…your muses are your love…”

“Senku,” you said softly, turning to finally meet his gaze, “tell me how to reach the moon.”

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A/n: Did you guys get the analogy/metaphor I was trying to make at the end???? I wasn't sure if I executed it well...

Anyways....Can I get some feedback? How well do you feel like I transition scenes? I find it so difficult to do, any thoughts or tips?

How do yall feel about smut? Ya or nah?

AND FINALLY.....

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING! LOVE YALL AND YOUR SUPPORT!