hello-gloomy

[hello-gloomy]

So I was thinking. A stanley snyder x reader where Stanley and reader have a one-night stand (no detail if you obviously don't feel comfortable) but its not necessarily supposed to be like that- reader basically disappears in the morning and stan didn't get her number...

Maybe Stanley kind of wants to find her but he can't and reader actually ends up getting pregnant (from one-night stand with Stanley).

And then like she actually ends up being on the same team as Senku with his daughter/son post petrification??

Ignore this if you want. I was just rambling!! Have a lovely day!! And take some rest and breaks please!!

I may have strayed away a bit, but I hope this satisfies you. I also hope you don't mind that I named our son lol.

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Mini-Me

Stanley Snyder x Fem!Reader

Description: Meeting back up with some previous allies who were also on the ocean leads to the past finally catching up with Stanley with a sweet surprise(s)

Warnings: One curse, manhandling a child lol, light angst, named child of yours and Stanley's making, chaotic uncle Xeno ofc, big brother Senku in the background.

A/N: probably one of my favorite asks ngl.

Words: 863

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"Hey, kid, where's your mom at?"

"She's taking roll call and checking supplies."

"Alright, you got the coordinates for your position?" The little boy told Senku their location and that their ships would meet soon. Senku hung up, and the crew looked at him expectantly. Most of the original members knew who they were meeting up with, but a few of the others didn't. He just shrugged and told them they'd see some allies soon. Senku went up to the deck, and a few others followed him.

"Hey! There's a ship approaching us!" Kohaku announced from the lookout, and everyone rushed to the ship's front end to spot the other vessel.

"Is that a fucking pirate ship?"

"Technically, yes." Stanley gave the junior scientist an unimpressed look. The vessel docked close by, threw out a boarding bridge, and joined the group on the Perseus. A line was shot out, and a boy with blonde hair zip-lined across and landed on the deck next to what they could tell was the ship captain. You scruffed up your son's blonde hair, let him run off to cause trouble, and went to go and greet Senku.

"Your crew got bigger," You offer him while shaking his hand. He huffs at you in return.

"Want an introduction?"

"I would have dinner first, young man." He rolls his eyes and leads the way to the dining area, announcing an early dinner, much to everyone's happiness. Ryusui announces a party at a reunion of allies, and everyone cheers. Carrying his crossbow on his back and holding his skateboard in his arms while trying to find clear ground to ride it on the crowded deck, he almost crashes when a strong pair of gloved hands saves him and lifts him in the air.

"Are you alright?" Stanley asks while placing the kid back on his feet. When the boy turns and faces him, he feels a strong feeling of whiplash while looking at him. He's the spitting image of himself from when he was a kid; it was a jarring sight. The child was watching him with just as curious eyes. Stanley drops down into a crouch to meet the boy in an eye-level gaze.

"What's your name?"

"Sonata…Sonata Snyder." Stanley felt his heart tighten in his chest, which meant after that night, This was his son, his and your son.

"Sonata!" You jogged down the hallways to see where he had run off so quickly. The second you saw who he was with, though, made you stop dead in your tracks; god, he was just as stunning as those nights in the club. You held your hand to your mouth, all the emotions welling up in your throat simultaneously. Stanley stood up, hoisted his son into the air on his hip, and strode over to you; you took a step back in surprise, but that didn't stop him. He grabbed your hand and made you look at him; the tears started to fall freely now.

"It wasn't just a one-time thing for me." You let out a sob at his words and felt a little hand rubbing the tears from your eyes; you looked at both of them, Your boys.

"It wasn't for me either." You kissed him with all the passion you had in your body. You heard a little gross beside you, and both of you laughed at your son; you showered him in kisses, and Stanley also decided to join in.

"That's your daddy, baby." You told him while messing with his little tufts of gold on his head. The three of you talked a bit more in the hallway before Stanley made a face and shared a thought with you both.

"Let's go meet your uncle Xeno." You chuckled to yourself about the torture the doctor was about to go through. Sonata ran off ahead, and you picked up his skateboard as you walked beside Stanley. He grabbed your hand again and pulled you close.

"Will you start again with me?" he asked as you walked. You looked up at him.

"Yes."

"An Elegant looking child. And the spitting image of you nonetheless, Stan." Xeno told both of you while looking at Sonata. The boy couldn't stop laughing at all the attention his new uncle was giving him. The doctor sat back down and let the child climb over him while the boy explained his crossbow when asked about it. The three of you couldn't help but smile.

"I suppose I have another little soldier now." You couldn't help but burst out laughing while Stanley smiled proudly.

"I'll have to construct you a unique firearm like I do for your Father now," Xeno spoke while holding your son's crossbow.

"Yes, please encourage his shooting habits." You tease while looking at Stanley, who looks ecstatic to have a new shooting partner.

"Yo, it's dinner time." Senku poked his head in, looked at the scene before him, and let out a small 'huh' like he finally concluded a discovery."

"That's who he looks like." He shrugged and closed the door behind him; you smiled again and looked between them, 'Yeah, that's who he looks like, alright.'

[hello-gloomy]

Hi! Would you like to write reader trying to arrange a nice romantic free day for Stanley and Xeno? Those two are so workaholics (especially Xeno with his eye bags!!!!) that I bet they rarely have a full free 24 hour day to relax and the reader just wants to do their best to get those two have at least one 👏work👏free👏day!

Love your writings and wishing the day treats you well 🌸

They need a vacation (and so do I)

It takes you several days, but finally, you manage it. You get up earlier than Stanley. 

He’d always been an early riser, up no later than 5:30 AM every day in the old world, but in the stone world, he’d been getting up even earlier. Sometimes, before the sun even considers rising. 

But not today. Today, he was still in bed when you wiggle free of him and Xeno and scurry as quietly as you can from the bedroom and into the living space of your tiny home. 

They’d been so terribly exhausted, the weight of building a whole colony sitting on both of their shoulders. But it was time the rest of those who lived in this compound with you pulled more of their own weight. So they were staying home today. They didn’t know it yet, but you were going to make sure it happened. 

You  had it all planned out. You were going to make them breakfast in bed, then you were going to talk to them about your worries about their overwork, and inform them that they had the day off. You’d already talked to Brody, and he had been more than happy to step up to keep things in order for today. There was nothing for Xeno and Stanley to worry about. Anything that came up could wait until tomorrow, and if it truly couldn’t, then you’d let them go.

Thankfully, the door doesn’t make a single sound as you slip through it and out into the pre-dawn dimness. The apartments in the living quarters didn’t have individual kitchens, so you were going to have to make a run for the one downstairs, where the dining hall was. If Stanley woke up and found you gone, he’d worry. And if he worried, Xeno would worry, and the next thing you knew, you’d have both of them tearing the colony apart looking for you. 

The kitchens are quiet, since the only people awake other than you were the guards along the perimeters of the colony. No one would be in here to begin preparing to feed everyone else for at least another hour, if not longer.

You had to be careful here, though. Wasting food could get you in trouble, even if you were one of Xeno’s partners, so you’d have to make something simple and easy. 

You work quickly, gathering everything you’d need and setting about your task at making breakfast for your exhausted lovers who were hopefully still asleep a few floors above. You try to ignore how much the sun has risen by the time you’re done, as well as the dirty looks the designated cook shoots at you when you burst out of the kitchen with the food you’d just made.

You take the stairs back up two at a time, chest heaving with hard pants. It had taken so much longer than you’d planned, and there was absolutely no way both of them weren’t up and wondering where you’d gone. 

Entering the apartment is a bit of a louder affair than when you’d left, the door swinging open startling Xeno who was, in fact, awake and had been standing in the living space. Stanley was nowhere to be seen, but you can hear the sound of water running through the rudimentary pipes, so you think he must be bathing.

“Darling,” Xeno says, approaching you with a smile. “There you are.”

“I was hoping to be back sooner,” You say, a pout sliding onto your expression. He chuckles, leaning in to press a kiss to the side of your face. 

“It’s alright. I take it this is for us?” He asks, hands reaching for the containers of food in your hands.

“Yeah. It was supposed to be given to you in bed, but I guess I missed my chance for that,” You say. Xeno hums, opening the containers to take a look inside. 

“Can I ask why it was so important to serve it in bed?” He asks, closing them and heading to the tiny countertop to help you dish out everything onto the clay dining plates. 

“I just…wanted you and Stan to have a chance to relax for a day. You’ve both been working so hard, and I can tell it’s been really rough on you both,” You mumble, face flushing a bit at the admission. Xeno pauses in his movements, head turning so that he can look at you. 

“Is that so?” He murmurs, more to himself, you think, than to you. Regardless, you nod a bit shyly. 

Xeno takes a breath, as if about to speak, when a pair of hands slip around your waist, Stanley’s weight pressing into your back, lips against your neck. His hair was still wet, and you could smell the soap on him. 

“What am I missin’?” He asks, his accent slipping from his lips just slightly. 

“It seems all three of us were on the same page, and somehow didn’t even realize it,” Xeno says. You look at him with surprise, eyebrows raising. 

“Yeah?” Stanley hums, pressing another kiss to your neck, then to your shoulder.

“Mm. Our darling was so worried about how much we’d been working, that they wanted to surprise us with a day off,” Xeno says. 

“Hah. And here we were, thinkin’ they needed a break,” Stanley chuckles. 

It clicks in your head finally. All of you had been working hard. All of you had been paying more attention to each other than yourselves. 

A laugh bubbles out of you, your head shaking. 

“What is it they say about great minds?” You tease, grinning. 

“They think alike. And I do believe it’s true,” Xeno says, shuffling closer to the two of you. One of Stanley’s hands release you, reaching instead to grab at Xeno and pull him into the shared embrace. 

“I had so many things planned for us today,” You say, squirming free so that you can start taking the plates of food to the small dining table the three of you had, the two of them following after you with utensils and cups of water. 

“Like what?” Stanley asks. 

“Breakfast in bed, some time by the water, oh-I found this little patch of grass just outside the borders of the colony that looked like it had some great flowers that we could collect to make more natural dyes,” You recount your admittedly vague plans, both lovers listening intently.

“I was hoping to test some modifications I made for Stanley’s rifle,” Xeno hums. “Perhaps we can squeeze that in between swimming and flower collecting.” 

“ ‘s long as I get to take a nap at some point today, I don’t give a shit what we do,” Stanley says, shoving food in his mouth with little celebration. 

“We all need extra sleep,” Xeno says. 

“Let’s take a blanket or something when we go look at the flowers,” You say. “We can pack a whole picnic or something, and nap together under the clouds.” 

“That sounds perfectly elegant, darling.”

“I’ll make sure we have our new fancy stone world sunscreen, otherwise Xee might just die.” 

“Stanley, please, my skin is not that sensitive-”

“You were a lobster for a week after the first time we went to the beach back in the old world. You need sunscreen.”

[hello-gloomy]

Hi!!! can I request smut/first time hcs with Gen ? 🤭

Only if you want me to fall in love with you ♡

NSFW Headcanons: Gen Asagiri (gn!Reader)

Gen, despite all his gravitas, has no idea what he's really doing in the beginning

He has the general idea, but he has no practical experience

So you have to help direct him a little

You encourage him to explore your body

To touch and be touched, and find out what both of you like

He's a quick learner

He notes every time your breath catches, or your eyelids flutter

He memorizes every moan

Picks up very quickly exactly which tone of voice to use to turn you on the fastest

A total switch

Is happy being either top or bottom

Loves toys

Loves to use them on you, loves it when you use them on him

Surprisingly vanilla

Likes his classic missionary and cowgirl positions

He just likes to look at you (He's a romantic what can I say)

Once he's fully comfortable being intimate with you, he becomes an absolute menace

Will come up to you at random parts of the day and whisper to you using that voice to get your attention

"Shall we take a break, dearest?"

Likes to help you bathe afterwards

He likes the softer intimacy of washing you after he's been buried inside you (or had you inside him)

[hello-gloomy]

honey, come on — senku i. 2: bluebird, rocking chair

brief summary: adjustments in the ishigami household

what to expect: post-canon, domestic bliss, pregnancy, sexual innuendos

your sword's note: this thing plagued my mind so much i am turning it into a series, and guess what this was also inspired by lana's new song, all past and future parts of this series available on my mistresslist

"I had a dream." 

Senku was used to hearing that phrase in the mornings. It had been more than 10 years of listening to it, in the village, in the Perseus, while escaping Stanley, while building the rocket, you would always tell him your dreams during the morning. 

"I was sitting in this beautiful field of flowers, there were so many of them, and it was so sunny, out of nowhere, a bluebird landed in front of me and I fed it some seeds." You narrated, still in bed. 

"Well, that is a very nice dream, compared to others like the hijacking of a plane of mannequins and, of course, the indomitable chainsaw train." Senku said mentioning some of your nightmares. You laughed. 

He let you lay down for a little while longer, and got up to cook breakfast, when you got up to the living room, the food was already on the table. 

"Good morning baby." Senku said while putting a hand on top of your belly as you sat down. "Are you still sleeping? Are you awake and ready to get going?"

You let him ramble as you picked up the fork and ate the breakfast, taking a sip of the juice while thinking of your dream. It was finally the weekend, and Senku had made time to get the baby's nursery ready, so you were going to buy the furniture and some paint so you could put some decorations on the room, plus even more shopping of baby clothing of ambiguous category since not only you both didn't believe in stupid things like pink is for girls and blue for boys, but the baby had refused to reveal its gender in the ultrasounds up to now. 

"Im going to shower, care to come along for my weekly circumference measuring, you weirdo?" You say after a while of resting on the couch after eating. As bizarre as Senku was, he kept a notebook with annotations on your state after you told him you were pregnant, and he would regularly check on you and update the data; oddly enough he had apologized for it several times but you found it endearing, after all it was his own way of showing how much he cared. He followed you to the room and into the bathroom, taking a measuring tape and his notebook. You lifted the top of your pajamas only slightly and he passed the tape around your waist, checking the number and noting it down. 

"Yes, two inches more than the last time, this is exhilarating." He leaned on the sink and wrote down some things until he realized you were getting naked and he closed the notebook and started walking to the door. 

"Spooked at a naked woman, scientist?"

"No, I am actually trying this new thing called self control, where I don't tempt myself by seeing my wife naked."

"Your wife who is pregnant." You remarked. 

"The hell? Is that supposed to mean anything? Yes, my wife who is pregnant and naked and hot, double trouble, genius." He said closing the door, not without taking a peek at your body. 

You were left laughing for a while, and then you got into the shower. As you cleaned yourself, you sang whatever songs came to your mind. 

You wore a white dress with a cardigan. 

"Senku! Look!" You said closing the cardigan, first tucking one side under the opposite arm and then repeating with the other side and crossing your arms over it. "I already became a mom!"

"What does that mean?" He asked confused, never having seen the mom cardigan wrap. You had to explain to him that for some reason all moms would wear cardigans and close them like that. "Well go figure since I didn't have a mom." 

"I'll be your mom." You raised your eyebrows, with a grin on your lips.

"That's how we got here." He pointed at your belly without a care in the world. "Put your shoes on and let's go, I have the list of furniture ready in the car." 

"Pffft." You laughed at what he had referenced and walked behind him to the entrance door, grabbing your shoes. 

"Also, Suika wanted to join in for this, so we will pick her up from Kohaku's." Senku said as he got in the driver's seat of the car. You sat in the back. The drive to Kohaku's place was short, and Suika was already waiting for you. 

"Hi." The girl greeted shyly as she got in the car. 

"Hello my love." You hugged her immediately. "How's my smart girl doing?" 

"Very good." She smiled brightly. "And you? How is the baby?" 

"We are both doing good." You caressed her hair. 

You talked with her on the way, she would narrate the same things Senku talked about the time machine but also talked about things like her own hobbies and past times. Senku watched you two through the rear view mirror, with a small smile. 

The furniture store was a place for new beginnings, that is what you thought at least as a kid and teen whenever you would go to one. It was odd having stores again, after spending more than a decade building your own furniture, and virtually everything else from scratch too, but at that store you and Senku had bought the house furniture and appliances once you started living together on your own. 

"Heavens." The store manager yelled once she saw you three walking in, calling the employees over. "Senku is here..."

"Senku as in the Senku Ishigami!?" One of the new hires asked. 

"Yes, the Senku Ishigami and his wife." The manager nodded. "Let me handle this, if I call you over to help be normal."

They greeted you, and you greeted back, walking idly over the displays, talking with Suika while Senku held your hand; the three of you noticed the gazes, it had become normal to feel stared at wherever you went since you were a prominent figure of the kingdom of science and even more so when you walked around beside the star of the show himself.

"Let's review the list, first of all is the basinet, a changing table, some dressers, a rocking chair." Senku read from the paper.

"What's a rocking chair?" Suika asked and Senku didn't even lift his gaze from the list, he simply pointed at you, sitting already in one of the display chairs and rocking back and forth. "Fun!"

You went from section to section, and while you were fine with whatever seemed pretty and stable, Senku took his time to read the descriptions and discard whichever ones were not literally perfect. 

"Are you sure you don't like this basinet? It is ten billion percent efficient, whoever designed this was aiming for a genius, his genius wife and their genius child, I am satisfied." Senku slapped the box.

"Can we decorate it?" You asked looking at the picture, not entirely convinced.

"I don't see why not." 

After a few hours, you bought the furniture and then moved on to the mall close by, where you bought some baby clothes and plushies. Lunchtime rolled around, so Senku decided to stop by a restaurant. He sat beside you and Suika sat in front, playing with some toy you had bought her, asking questions about the toys you would play with as a child. 

"W-Welcome Mr. and Mrs. Ishigami..." The waiter greeted nervously, passing along the menus. 

You ordered and ate, always with the gazes. 

Once you got home, the furniture was already delivered.

"I am so exhausted." You yawned. 

"You can rest, luckily we have here our star employee, SSR tier card, Suika, who will surely come in handy for the ensembling of all this furniture." Senku grinned with malice, and so, the first box, the rocking chair, at your command. You stood along, eating a peach, while Senku and Suika read the instructions. "Pass me the star screwdriver... hold the flashlight upright Suika I can't see anything."

"Why do we need the flashlight?" Suika asked overwhelmed, passing Senku the wrong screwdriver.

"Amazing, looks like you also became a dad already." You laughed at Senku and he huffed.

The rocking chair was done after a good while, and now you could watch the process sitting on the comfort of the cushions. By that time the peach was long over, and the light bathed the room as the sun started to set —why did Senku even need the flashlight?—, you observed with love as they built now the changing table, it was like seeing them tinker with clay and glass so long ago; you closed your eyes remembering the days of the stone world, and you fell asleep. 

You dreamt again of the bluebird. It was a peaceful dream, and you were eventually brought back to reality by Senku's voice. 

"It's all done, check it out." He announced in a low voice.

"Geez how did I fall asleep like that...? I am getting old." You sighed rubbing your eyes. 

"Pregnancy makes your hormones go crazy, so it is not unusual that you feel tired." Senku noted. 

"Did you sleep okay?" Suika asked with a smile. "I covered you with a blanket so you and the baby wouldn't get cold." 

"Aww, thank you baby." You caressed her blonde hair. 

The room was done now, the basinet with the plushies inside, the drawers already full of the clothes you had bought along the way and before, the window already with curtains, it all came together beautifully even when some things were still missing, making you inevitably emotional. 

"It's perfect." You stood up, visibly touched, and caressed Senku's cheek. 

"I left the wall here open, so you can paint something on it." Senku said holding your waist with care, his other hand pointing at the wall. "Maybe even that bluebird, or if you're feeling bold, the chainsaw train."

"No! Not the chainsaw train!" Suika clung to you covering her eyes. 

"No chainsaw train." You scolded Senku but at seeing his playful smile you placed both your hands at the sides of his face, making a little space to hide away the kiss you gave him.

[hello-gloomy]

How They Celebrate Your Birthday

x gn!reader (with my favs because it's my birthday and I can do whatever I want)

Warning: some NSFW

Senku

Pretends he doesn't even know it's your birthday

"Oh, really? Guess I forgot."

An absolute lie

Feels a little bad when you get sad, but knows he's going to make it up to you soon enough

Keeps you busy all day with work

Pulls you aside during the little party the rest of the KoS threw for you and dumps the gift he made for you in your hands super nonchalantly

Opens his arms and lets you hug him and kiss all over his face in your excitement

(You find out later via Gen that Senku planned everything, party and all)

Xeno

Wakes you up with breakfast in bed (I will take no criticism)

Prepared at least three gifts for you to open at specific times throughout the day

Spends all day with you

Spoils the fuck out of you all day (as if he didn't do that already)

Makes sure everyone knows it's your birthday and that you are to be celebrated (will 100% make sure Stanley enforces it if he has to)

Dinner is a private affair

With some super hot birthday sex right after

Will be the first and last person to wish you a happy birthday

Stanley

Wakes you up a minute after midnight so that he can be the first person to wish you a happy birthday

You are not allowed to do anything at all

"Sit down, it's your fuckin' birthday. I'll do it."

He also already spoils you, but it gets so much worse (if you two are in a throuple with Xeno, you're cooked. May as well just accept your fate to become the worlds most spoiled brat)

Likes to hoard your time on your special day and lowkey gets huffy if you have plans with other people

Absolutely the type to plan a surprise party (I continue to take no criticism)

Birthday sex at multiple times of the day

Kisses you exactly the same number of times as years old you are (spread throughout the day)

[hello-gloomy]

Hello everyone, I've seemingly given myself golfers' elbow (overuse of the tendons in one's wrist, etc.). And will be going on a temporary hiatus. I will still be lurking and interacting, of course, and post the last of what's left in my drafts, but I'll be away for maybe a month. (Hopefully not that long.)

Sincerely, Hello-gloomy <3

[hello-gloomy]

a/n: got inexplicably upset when I was trying to play the piano bc I can’t extend my thumb very far anymore, hopefully I’ll be able to play properly again after I get surgery!

xeno houston wingfield x gn!reader | 861 wc | warnings: bad parents, sort of self indulgent but only the injury part, nothing else. reader trauma dumps…?

The music room. 

Xeno always seemed to find you there, never entering– just lingering in the doorway, staring. 

He didn’t understand why. 

He knew you from before, someone Stanley introduced him to when they were kids, someone he didn’t see often because they constantly moved around. 

Not an army brat, just… someone who never got to stay quite long enough for him to get to know. 

But you’re here now, trapped, you’d said. As if something was keeping you here and not letting you leave. He thought it was ridiculous. 

“Huh, Y/n? Yeah, they used to play the piano, but something happened. I don’t know what.” Stanley had told him in passing as if it were casual information. Maybe it was, but Xeno thought differently. 

The next time he sees you loitering around the entrance to the music room, he moves to stand beside you, hands shoved deep in his pockets to maintain a cool composure. 

“Did you used to play an instrument in the past?” He’ll play dumb for now. 

You glance at him from the corner of your eyes before looking back at the piano in the center of the room. “Yeah, I did.” 

He raises a hand, gesturing towards the room lined with miscellaneous instruments. Somehow, he'd recreated them out of pure boredom, but no one ever got around to playing them. “By all means, use this room to your heart's content. Someone needs to appreciate the music of the old world.” 

“I can’t.” 

Xeno raises a brow, and you step into the room for the first time. 

The way you glided to the piano made it seem like you were tethered to it. As if you were pulled away from it, and it retracted you back. 

Your fingers trace over the keys, a grimace coming onto your face at the feeling of dust on your fingertips. “It started as a hobby, something I enjoyed doing. I loved seeing my grandparents' faces light up whenever they saw me playing. It felt fulfilling to make someone else happy.”

Xeno follows your steps, hesitating when you gesture for him to sit next to you on the bench. “What my parents saw wasn’t the same as my grandparents. They saw an opportunity, something that could make them money.” His lips curl downward in distaste, ignoring the soft chuckle you gave when you saw it. 

“I was signed up for competitions I didn’t want to participate in, but I did them because they said it made them happy.” Your right hand danced along the keys, a soft melody filling the room. 

But your left stays on your lap, making it feel incomplete. 

“I was too young to realize what I really was. Just some moneymaker kid, a pawn, naive.” The pace of the tune gets slower, and Xeno’s hand twitches in anticipation. “I got injured along the way, sometime when I was a teenager. Doctor said it was from overuse; my parents thought it was self-inflicted.” 

“Don’t you want to support us?” A scoff rings out as your hand stops playing, the echo of the last chord ringing out. “Who in the right mind says that to their kid who’s been supporting them since they were five?” 

Silence fills the room as Xeno tries to figure out what to say, though he doesn’t know what he would even say or if he should say anything at all. “Your injury,” he starts hesitantly. “What was it?” 

You raise a brow, though you aren’t surprised that was the part he decided to focus on. You’d practically just trauma-dumped on a stranger, basically. “Tenosynovitis.” 

He hums, hand hovering your own. “May I?” 

“It doesn’t hurt anymore, not after that what– cryo-esque petrification?” He chuckled at your comparison, fingers trailing along the side of your wrist. “Maybe there were healing properties? Did you ever wonder about that, or did you run straight to the whole dictatorship thing?” 

“You know,” Xeno looks at you in amusement, setting down your hand but not quite letting it go. “they do it on their own accord, not because I threaten them.” 

“I know.” You say, voice soft. “I don’t see you as one anyway. Otherwise, you would’ve told me to get to work after seeing me standing at the door all those times.” 

He straightens his posture, looking at you with raised brows. “You noticed?” 

Your hand begins playing the same tune from before, softer, quieter. “Hard not to when you're burning holes in the back of my head.” Xeno watches curiously when your left hand rises to the keys, pressing hesitantly into the lower chords. “I always wondered why you always lingered there, but I guess curiosity is always a given when presented with something strange.” 

“I don’t think you’re strange,” he says, looking down at your hands moving along the piano. “I think you’re rather intriguing.” 

“That’s just a nicer way of saying I’m strange, Xeno.” He chuckles, holding his hands up in mock surrender. “Would it be weird of me to say I think you’re intriguing as well?” 

Xeno shakes his head, an unprecedented warmth filling his chest when the song’s tempo quickens. “Not at all.” 

[hello-gloomy]

honey, come on — senku i.

brief summary: you are home waiting for him

what to expect: post-canon, domestic bliss, pregnancy, implied stanxeno

your sword's note: ughhhh someone take me away and drop me into married life with senku, i wrote this listening to lana's new song, idek what it is about but it is so beautiful omgg, killl meeeey, more on my mistresslist

Another day at the lab that went by so fast. Usually everyone would have stayed later, but Xeno had plans with Stanley and their kid, Chrome was taking out Ruri on a date and Suika was having a normal girl day with Mirai at the mall, so Senku had no other option than walking home too. The sun was starting to drop on the sky, tinting it of orange and pink hues, his mind immediately ran to thinking of you, he already knew what you were doing home, probably sitting in the balcony of your shared room, sitting in front of a canvas as you spent 15 minutes trying to color-match the colors of the sky. He smiled and kept walking home, only stopping by a supermarket when the sight of the fruits outside made him think of your conversation the previous night and your cravings for blackberries.

The house came into his field of vision quite soon, he opened the gate and walked through the garden towards the door, the flowers were blooming beautifully now that you had taken time off work to play housewife and rest, and you had time to take care of the plants and paint like you did before petrification happened. He entered the the house silently, trying to surprise you, left his coat on the hanger and took his shoes off, walking upstairs quietly, moving across the hall to your shared room, where from the door, he watched you paint sitting in the balcony as he had expected it, a brush between your teeth as you mixed paint on a palette, squinting while looking back and forth between the sky and the mixed paint. Senku laughed softly, and knocked on the opened door just to get your attention.

As soon as you heard the knocks you turned around, and saw him standing by the door, greeting you with a nod. Immediately you left the palette and the brushes down, and stood up from your chair, entering the room back. "You're home!"

"I'm home." He repeated after you with a smile, seeing you trying to hug him, forgetting that your belly was getting in the way of regular hugs as always.

"Damn it I keep forgetting." You frown as he shakes his head and grabs your cheeks for a quick kiss. "So how was work today?"

"It was exhilarating, we are recalibrating the gears for the propeller that ignites the motor of the time-machine, recalculating the sizes, all that good stuff." Senku explained as he grabbed your hand and walked down the hall and downstairs into the first floor, stopping at the kitchen, opening the box of blueberries and washing a few, putting them in a plate and hand-feeding them to you. "Brought the wife and the child some fruits too."

"What a thoughtful husband." You winked eating the fruit he put in your mouth.

"So how was the baby today, too kick-y?"

"Hey, my baby is not too kick-y, if anything you kick more in bed when you sleep." You threatened pointing your finger at him, your other hand resting on top of your belly, caressing it.

"You hear that kid? A fierce mother you have." Senku said, holding your hand with one of his and the plate with the other one, walking towards the living room and sitting on the sofa, you sat too. He continued to give you the blackberries. "How did your day go?"

"I woke up soooo late, had breakfast and watched a movie, the baby was moving a lot during the movie, then I took a nap, took care of the plants, spent like an hour on the phone with Yuzu, then started painting." You narrated, Senku listened with attention. After you ate the blackberries, he laid down on the sofa and started talking to your baby as he always did once he was back home, and you caressed his hair listening too.

"I won't go to work this weekend, how about we go buy the baby's crib and set it up?" He suggested looking at you.

"Really?" Excited you asked and he nodded.

"It will be an efficient crib, for a future genius." Senku grinned.

The sun finished setting, and the sky got dark. You went back to painting, finishing the small piece and leaving it beside the others you had done, then you went to the kitchen to heat up the food.

"I'll serve and wash the dishes." Senku said after leaving his office, which was full of the little paintings you had given him before, some even in leather, the ones from so long ago when you two would sleep in the observatory of Chrome's hut, and framed there was a portrait of Byakuya you had painted for him.

"Let's watch that new episode of our show." You said giggling while sitting carefully. Senku brought two plates and two cups of water, sitting beside you to eat as you turned on the TV and looked for the show you two had been watching. As you ate, you two discussed about the show, yelling occasionally at the TV when the characters did something you did not expect and Senku giving alternatives to their actions that were ten billion percent more logical.

He washed the dishes, and you stood by his side simply watching with a smile. Since you had taken time off work to rest as your body grew your baby, it had been the most peace you have had since petrification, the calm routine and the easy days made you happy, and you had noticed that Senku had also purposefully decelerated his workload to spend more time with you at home.

You both went up to the room, Senku holding your hand as you went upstairs, you two sat on the bed, you picked up your bedside book and he picked his, reading for a while until you decided to get ready to go to sleep. You brushed your teeth together, and changed into your pajamas together, he watched as you applied some oil to your belly and massaged it under Yuzuriha's suggestion for skin benefits or something and then you two went to bed.

Before turning the lamps off, he put his wedding band on his nightstand and you did the same with your ring.

"Goodnight honey." You said giggling out of pure and simple happiness.

"Goodnight honey." With a small teasing tone he repeated like a mock, but right after he kissed your forehead and then your lips, and made sure to cuddle you as he caressed the baby through your skin.

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Returned From The Moon

Senku ishigami x Gender neutral!Reader

Description: Returning home from a trip abroad, someone also returns fromt their trip to the moon and stars.

Warnings: Smut, angst, Senku's moon training paying off lol. Slight indirect spoilers for the manga. No mention of readers gender or body anatomy of the readers.

A/N: I'll reopen requests soon I jus need to get out of my slump, bunch of personal stuff is stalling me rn.

Words: 1,045

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Returning home to your shared but empty flat with Senkuu felt refreshing until you looked beyond the surface of returning to the home you built for the two of you. Only one of you came back here to live while the other was stuck in space, with the stars and the planets as his company. You look at the walls of the hallway entrance. Suika stays with you for now as she also misses her guardian, Kohaku, so you offered to let her stay to quell your loneliness and hers. You are happy to see that the house still looks okay while you were abroad for a month; you hadn't kept track of how things were at home, not wanting to think about Senkuu indirectly by calling home. Placing your suitcase and bags on the ground, you take off your shoes, hold your face for a little while before getting up, only drag your bag, and leave your suitcase for later. You hear some noise in the kitchen; you don't remember seeing Suika's shoes. You walk into the living room smelling food and see some light coming from the kitchen, and the sunset outside lights the house.

"Suika, are you making dinner?" As you approach the kitchen, you hear some plates clicking together and footsteps. The person who meets you at the kitchen doorway makes you drop your bag and freeze. Your mouth drops open at the sight of him standing there; you must tilt your head slightly to look at his face. He got taller; he looks older. Senkuu gives you a smug grin as he watches you take him in. He reaches for your arm, and you snap back in surprise, making his smile drop at the reaction. He goes to tease you but stops at seeing the tears fall from your eyes.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Senkuu feels his throat tighten when you start wailing. He grabs you, pulls you into his arms, and lets you cry into his chest. It feels so nice to hold you in his arms again. How could you have taken your touch for granted all those years ago? He tilted your chin to his face, wiping away your tears and hushing your little sniffles. He leans closer, getting a kiss from you; closing your eyes, you wrap your arms tightly around his neck. He breaks away a few times, taking in some air and then giving little pecks in between, making you laugh. He shoves his face into your hair and inhales deeply, then lets go and quickly walks to the kitchen.

"I made dinner," Senkuu nonchalantly shares; you smile when you hear him talk to you like nothing has changed. You latch yourself onto his back while he finishes plating the ramen he made for you, with him sharing no witty comments like he used to do when you were both younger. You only let go of him when he plates the food and sits close to him without pushing his buttons. He instead makes you sit on his lap, resting his head on your shoulder as you eat in silence. He could probably hear how fast your heart was beating; he wasn't this touchy. How much he changed with all the years he was gone is jarring. When you finish the meal he made, he doesn't move to get up; instead, he wraps his arms around your middle and sits entirely still while doing so. His red eyes stare deeply into your own; you both watch and listen to the other's quiet breaths until he suddenly jostles you and lifts you with ease, carrying you as if you were his bride.

"That moon training was no joke." You joke while holding on for dear life in case he drops you; he gives you a devious grin while carrying you both to your untouched, shared bedroom. He gently places you onto the bed and kneels on the floor before you. How long he had thought of how he would touch, hold, and kiss your skin when he returned from the moon. It makes him as excited as he would be when in the lab. He stands up, looming over you slightly before pulling you into a relaxed kiss; you tug on his tie as he continues to ravish your lips. He backs away and starts to unbutton his shirt while continuing to watch you, listening to your shallow breaths. Your heart rate probably went up from its usual sixty-five. You lie back, and he crawls over you, sitting between your legs, running his hands along your body and figuring out all the changes he missed while he was gone. He can't help but continue to smell you occasionally.

"I missed your smell," Senkuu whispers above your ear, and you whimper. He lets out a low noise in response.

"I missed your voice, " he tells you while kissing your chest, taking off your shirt, and kissing the new planes of skin. He rubs his face all over your exposed skin before removing more clothes and rubbing his rough palms over the new area. He wanted to savor you like a discovery in science. He grinds his hardness against you, making you even more excited and dizzy at the feel of him. He takes off his pants and underwear, settling back against you when done. He drags it out for a while before grasping you closely against his body, holding you protectively. Senkuu thrusts slowly and keeps an even pace, taking his time and enjoying your quiet sounds and little whimpers and dragging his hands along your back and neck all the while. You grip him tightly when his thrusts become rougher.

"Close?" He presses your head with the question, and you vigorously nod and whine. He guides you along and makes you finish with satisfying convulsions at his continued thrusts until he stops overstimulating you both. Senkuu moves you both to lie on your side, curling around you and holding you close to him again. You brush your fingers through his white and green hair. It has gotten longer but still feels the same as before he left. You smile into his arm, closing your eyes and resting peacefully for the first time in years.

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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����​

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Heya! I love your Dr Stone fanfics so much, it’s kinda hard to find people who write for it. I was wondering if I could request a Senku x female reader oneshot?

Reader is one of senku’s childhood friend (part of his group with Taiju) and did gymnastics and various martial arts so she’s good fighter. She used to protect him and taiju from bullies and people who were rude and judgemental. In the stone world she acts as Senku’s unofficial bodyguard. Reader and senku both had feelings for each other since childhood but neither of them ever said anything out of fear of ruining their friendship and fears that their feelings were unrequited. During the North American arc when Stanley shoots senku, reader takes the bullet for him instead and gets injured badly. Senku is able to save her but she’s still unconscious so he’s really antsy and anxious waiting by her side. When she wakes up they confess both confess. Or something along those lines.

Thank you!!!

Fusing these Two requests. I hope u don't mind.

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Army Dreamers

Senkuu Ishigami x Fem!reader

Description: You've been with him since the beginning, every close call and false death. When he almost meets death again this time, you take his place.

Warnings: Angst, blood loss, anxiety, panic, mildly implied PTSD for Senku. Happy ending I promise.

A/N: I'm so close to having all my old asks cleared out istg.

Words: 717

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Maybe you should have let him take the bullet; he probably had a plan. But your heart couldn't take the thought of losing him. The shards of the bullet in your back felt like nothing compared to the idea of losing Senku. That ringing in your ears was getting loud, though your vision kept going in and out. You could make out Senku trying to stop the blood and handle your wounds; Francios was beside him, helping the best that they could. It hurt to breathe; you could see his lips moving, but you still couldn't hear him. You feel cold, and that wet feeling on your chest feels uncomfortable to sit in. You move to try and sit up to get off the wetness but feel some pressure on your front. It's Senku, his hands red. Why was it red again?

He felt like throwing up; the blood could seep through the deck with how much you were losing; he couldn't even move yet because he didn't even know if the sniper left. You stopped struggling against him, finally. A few more braver crew members moved to where he was and helped him with you. They had to move you quickly without drawing another round of fire from the enemy. This was a horrible set of circumstances to be in right now; your blood was leaving a trail on the deck. When they had arrived below deck, you looked pale as hell; you barely looked alive. He had to get the bullet shards out of your back.

"I can help." It was Luna, and she looked determined; he was about to brush her off, but she was able to prepare the medical supplies adequately enough that he let her stay in the room to assist him and Kaseki. The surgery was a lengthy task, but they were able to get everything out and keep you alive. The others lingered, trying to comfort him, but he coldly told them he was fine and wanted to be alone with you for a while. They hesitantly left him alone in the room with you. You were slowly gaining color back again. He does the mental math of how long it should take you to wake up; the thought of you not waking up makes his hands tremble. He holds his head in his hands while he thinks about your situation logically; you weren't weak; he's known that since you were kids, hell, you were stronger than Taju in many ways and could be more potent than Tsukasa. Those thoughts don't make his hands stop shaking, though. He returns to what he's good at; he grabs your hand, finds your weak but steady pulse, and counts.

1

2

3

4

5

It was steady and comforting, grounding and reminding him that you were still fighting. He counted for a while, shutting everything out until he felt your wrist twitch in his hands. Senku's head snapped up at your slight motion and found you looking straight back at him. You gave him that same stupid smile from when you were kids; he couldn't help but crack his grin. His eyes felt misty with emotions he thought were illogical.

"You idiot. I had a plan, you know." He scolds you as he rubs your hand without thinking too much about it.

"Senku..?" He gave you a hum, letting you know to continue,

"I love you; I've loved you since you showed me how to build a rocket. Since we were children, I loved you with my entire being, and I couldn't stand the image of you dying in front of my eyes again." Tears spilled from your eyes as you watched his face; he took in your words and stayed quiet for a while before responding.

"Yeah, me too…" he told you with a little huff through his nose. He tried to play it off, but his hands were shaking again. You grabbed his hands and brought them to your mouth, pressing kisses to his palms. He let you continue for a while before abruptly grabbing your face and kissing you; the angle is awkward, and he's sloppy, but you wouldn't trade this for anything in the world right now.

"I'll always protect you, Senkuu, I swear."

"I'll keep you to that."

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I haven't done one of these in years ngl

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Dr stone xeno x fem reader. Maybe they are dating or something and one day she just has a panic attack out of nowhere and he comforts her or something equivalent to that.

I love your works!!!

Honestly imma read this anytime I have a panic attack myself (also I made Xeno a bit unhinged about us so I hope u don't mind)

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Comforting Hands

Xeno Wingfield x Fem!Reader

Description: When it becomes too much one day, you break down in your lover's lab, and he offers comfort to you in the best way he can.

Warnings: Dacryphilia (From Xeno's end), slightly unhinged Xeno at the sight of you being upset, not feeling right in your own body, crying and panic attacks.

A/N: I think Xeno doesn't always have the most sane reactions to emotions, especially from the people he loves. Also, don't read this. If you have to tender a heart, please read one of my sillier stories instead to feel better and take care of yourself <3

Words: 526

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You got up and walked out of the meeting room. Your mind went blank, and you wandered the halls, letting your body do as it pleased. These weren't your hands; they didn't have cracks in them. This wasn't your hair; your hair wasn't this tangled. These weren't your clothes; your clothes came from a store right by your house. This wasn't your home; it wasn't grey and made of metal. Those aren't your shoes; you liked wearing Converse. You stopped and looked at your reflection in a gleaming metal wall; this wasn't your face; it didn't have black cracks along your face. You're not wearing your favorite bag; it's gone. You don't have your favorite shoes; they're gone. You don't have your favorite jacket; it's gone. Everything from your life is gone; it's like you are a different person. You focused a bit and noticed that you stopped at a familiar place; you opened the door, and before reaching his desk, you collapsed along the wall and wailed to no one. You cry your heart out and curl up on the ground, trying to find comfort in yourself. You pull at your clothes and try to scratch the ground; a gloved hand stops you and grabs both hands.

Through tears, you make out Xeno's face. You stop moving, and your crying slows a bit as he watches you, straight-faced but still holding you tightly. Eventually, he wraps you in his arms, and you can't help but start crying again. He hushes and rocks you gently as you cry, petting your hair and whispering comforting words. His grip on you tightens as you sob. He can feel his heart in his throat, and his hands get warmer as they hold you. He has your face in his hands and kisses the tears on your cheeks and the unshed ones from your eyes. You giggle at the fleeting sensation of his soft lips on your skin; when you calm down and relax your breathing, he watches you with a neutral face.

"What happened?" He asks, and you look away from him, finding the entire thing silly now that you got everything out of your system; he notices and grasps your hands, making you look up at him again as he speaks.

"I will rid anyone who dares to bring harm to you." You shake a bit as he tells you that, then curl up on his lap and nod; you end up sharing your day and what caused you to get so distressed; he listens and hums along to let you know he is listening. He makes a mental note to have Stanley remind everyone why they're in charge, and if they don't decide to listen well, he could constantly you a new lab experiment for when he's bored, or maybe a live target for Stanley to practice on.

"I love you, Xe." You tell him while resting your chin on his chest and watching his face; large black gems look right back at you and show the emotion he only shares with you and one other. Undying love.

"As do I."

'More than you will ever realize.'

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It's up ^-^

Okay the first chapter is official posted on my Ao3 guys ^-^, the reader isn't introduced until the next chapter so we spent the first one getting to know out cast and the situation they find themselves in.

Petrified Circus

Summary:

A radio transmission about a mysterious traveling circus appearing near the developing KOS American colony sparks suspicion with our leaders, causing them to investigate the circus in case it starts causing trouble. What begins as innocent entertainment turns into a graphic mystery of lies and disgusting experiments that shouldn't be possible but are due to petrification. Reader and Stanley's group must act quickly to stop what seems to be a modern Stone World's Dr. Frankenstein before it inevitably starts another crazed lunatic down the path of destroying and rebuilding humanity as they see fit.

P.s. I stayed up till 2 writing this and have few regrets

Question...

If I wrote a three-chapter fic for Dr. Stone x reader; it would be a slight body horror, mystery, and romance w a character and some other fun elements. (First of all would yall read that lol) who would you want to be the love interest for reader

Depending on who the main love interest is would push how I write the whole storyline; also, I would probably post this as my first fic on ao3 ^-^ (and cross-post to here as well). Let me know what yall think!

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Question...

If I wrote a three-chapter fic for Dr. Stone x reader; it would be a slight body horror, mystery, and romance w a character and some other fun elements. (First of all would yall read that lol) who would you want to be the love interest for reader

Depending on who the main love interest is would push how I write the whole storyline; also, I would probably post this as my first fic on ao3 ^-^ (and cross-post to here as well). Let me know what yall think!

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Maybe a xeno x fem reader. She's his girlfriend and a part of the American colony. This is set when senku and the others first arrived. One day the reader just got very sick and xeno needed medicine but he couldn't make anything because he needed something that wasn't native to the US(just pretend) and when he learned that senku had the sulfa drug, he called a temporary truce so he could get the medicine to help her.

Sorry it's short again. I hope u like it anyway.

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In Sickness

Xeno Wingfield × Sick Fem!Reader

Description: Xeno makes a deal with the Japanese colony to get medicine for you.

Warnings: SO much fucking sap bro and a nit of angst with fluff ofc.

A/N: My bad if the end felt rushed I started strong and then it felt down hill ngl. Future edit: I feel like some of yall be stalking my page jus waiting for me to post lmao 🤣

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A warm cloth brushing the sweat off your head woke you from your restless sleep; when you opened your eyes to the dim room, you saw your sweet doctor taking care of you. He looked like he was in a sour mood; something must have blown up again. You smile at and greet him; he pouts in response and lays his head on your chest, analyzing your face. Your sickly color has gotten worse, and your eyes are sunken in and more red than usual. His eyes felt dry with tears. You weren't improving, and he could do nothing about it. You took notice of his turmoil about your situation and started brushing his silver hair. He buried his head in your chest in response, not bearing to look at the love of his life slowly dying and not being able to do anything about it; what was the point of all his knowledge if he couldn't even use it to help you? He stayed with you longer than usual today and didn't leave until Stanley called him to the lab for an emergency.

"I will make you better, I promise." With that, you went back to sleep, this time with a dream of you and Xeno enjoying dinner at a table instead of a sad white room.

When he had finished questioning Gen, he finally asked about the medicine they had acquired in Japan and if they had taken any with them on their voyage; when the boy had answered him truthfully, he tried his best not to get his hopes up. He would hate to have to give up his plans to get the herbs, but he wouldn't want to risk losing you by taking it forcefully.

"I'll support you with either decision you make, Xe." Stanley had put to him; he motioned for Stan to follow him to the communication room for now and dragged Gen along with them. He held his face in thought for a bit before coming to the choice of working with them for now, and if he did like how things turned out with you, he'd just have Stanley kill them all, slowly.

"I'm willing to have a truce with your group, Dr. Taiju, on the condition that you share any of the medicine you have in your question with me." There was a pause, and he could make out some muffled chatter before being answered.

"You have a deal." That new voice sounded oddly familiar. They planned to meet in a neutral zone so neither could try to exploit the other. He visited you before leaving, telling you he loved you and would return soon. He placed the important ring on your finger before he left, placing a kiss and a promise in your hands.

They started their trek to the neutral point. When they arrived, Xeno was surprised to see that the familiar voice was precisely who he thought it was.

"Dr. Senku." Said Xeno; the boy scoffed and rubbed his neck in response. They exchanged tense greetings and traded supplies. Xeno would have prolonged the moment with his pupil but was more haggard about getting back to you as fast as possible. He wanted you to be better, enjoy this new world with him, and be at his side, healthy and happy again, just like you used to be. He returned to your room and saw you sleeping peacefully; you were still breathing, which eased his heart significantly. He put you to rouse you gently; you blinked at him with bleary eyes and smiled at him; he whispered to you gently about the medicine and made you sit up.

"You went through all of that for me?" You asked him after a smaller coughing fit; he, in turn, hugged you close, crushing you in his arms.

"I would gladly watch the world end again for you." That night, he spent it in your bed, finally getting the sleep you both deserved.

[hello-gloomy]

HI! I love your works for Dr Stone they're awesome!

If its no problem could you please write a Stanley Snyder x reader (Gender neutral if you can) where reader and Stanley start dating after being revived (for the first time-so before senku and the others came to North America). But the twist being that Charlotte Bony (you know the pilot that is obsessed with Stanley) kind of gets in the way and is really jealous of reader and makes reader think that Stanley isn't interested in them.? And then Stanley kind of makes it very clear to everyone that he loves reader after finding out what happened??

I hope that isn't too overwhelming!! Please take your time and feel free to change it up! Thank you.

I hope this one doesn't suck ass, I wrote this before I had to go to work so I apologize if it sucks.

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Make it Known

Stanley Snyder x Gender neutral!Reader

Description: Being nonconfrontational bites you in the ass, but Stanley doesn't help until the end to confront the issue the best way he knows how.

Warnings: Jealousy, bouts of anger, lack of communication, weird female coworker.

A/N: my bad if this sucks ass I'll make up for it later istg

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Hearing a slight chatter at the shooting range you round the corner and hope to find Stanley and Xeno testing out a new gun prototype and instead see Charlotte standing way to close to Stanley; shes practically on top of him and he doesnt even seem to notice. You lean up on the wall and watch them for a while, at some point Charlotte notices you and narrows her eyes before leaning on Stanley even more. You sigh out and decide that enough is enough and walk away; Xeno and Brody would propbably be better company anyway.

Stanley Tells Charlotte to ease up on his arm, and she backs on with a slight pout before pretending like nothing happened. He shakes his head and glances over to where he thought he heard some noise, but he only catches a flash of fabric. He sighs through his nose and goes back to practicing with Charlotte; he'll come and find you after he gets her off his back. Maybe you'll do some target practice instead.

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You knock on the iron door and then poke your head in and find Xeno writing notes, when you get a bit closer he glances up for a quick second and gives you a small greeting and motions for you to have a seat with him. You lay your head on your arms watching him work and starting to relax, you huff quietly thinking about Stan and how he didnt even seem to care at how on top of him she was; you bury your head further in your jacket; the writing noises stop and the sound of a chair sliding against the floor is made.

"When you normally come into the lab, you ask what I'm doing thirty seconds after observing your surroundings." He sets down a mug of coffee and holds his own; you sit up and mess with the 'x' mark on the cup before taking a sip; you look up from the mug to the doctor in front of you and see him watching you intently. He raises an eyebrow, and you finally break and tell him everything; he nods along, and before he can give you any advice, there's a knock at the door again, and the man of the hour comes in.

"Hey, I was looking for you," Stanley tells you while petting your hair; you shy away from his touch and pretend it's not on purpose. He watches you for a moment and then talks to Xeno about the gun while still trying to hold you close without upsetting you further. You spend most of the conversation spaced out and only perk up when Stan wraps his arm around your waist.

"Why don't we get lunch?" He offers to both of you, but Xeno declines while giving you a pointed look, and you try your best not to smile at his subtle encouragement. Both of you say goodbye and promise to bring him a snack later and trek to the meal hall. During the walk, you build up the courage to hold his hand, but before you can, you get interrupted by the same problem from earlier.

"Captain, on the way to lunch?" Her butting in is starting to piss you off now. Stan gives her a polite yes, and she glances over at you.

"Would you like some company?" she offers to him while stepping closer, and of course, this idiot agrees, not seeing anything wrong with it; the rest of the walk there, she places herself right in between the two of you. You're currently trying to decide whether to flip out or pull out your hair. You walk away from them and grab your own food, and at the last minute, grab Stanley some. Charlotte can get her food herself. You set down his meal and sit across from him since she has to be beside him.

"You gonna get some food, Charlotte?" He asks while taking note of you only grabbing him and yourself a meal. She shrugs before looking at his plate and then giving him a little bump.

"Won't you share a bit of yours, captain?" She asks while giving herself the go-ahead to eat some of his bread; he doesn't react, so you do so for both of them.

"Here have mine, Ms. Bony. I lost my appetite." You shove the tray over to her and walk off. You hear a call of your name but ignore it and continue to walk, picking up your pace a bit so he doesn't catch up. You end up in your shared room with him and sit down on the bed for a bit; an intense flash of rage overtakes you, and you grab a bag and start shoving stuff inside of it. 'Just because she has known him longer doesn't mean she can treat you like that, and he shouldn't let her do that.' You grumble out, so wrapped up in yourself you don't hear the door open and close behind you. A hand on your shoulder snaps you out of your thoughts, and you scream out. Stanley puts his hands up in an apology for scaring you; you calm your heart and go back to packing.

"Going somewhere?" He sits on the bed by your half-full bag.

"I'm staying with Luna for a few days." You harshly offer him, and he sighs and lights a smoke. He grabs your hands and pulls you into his lap, resting his head on top of yours. He lets you struggle against him until you relax.

" 'm sorry, doll," he whispers in your hair, and you scoff. He takes the smoke out of his mouth and offers it to you, and you snatch it angrily.

"I told her off." That makes you look up at him,

"I should have made her stop sooner; I was just used to her oddness about me. But that's no excuse, so I apologize." You nod along while shoving your face in his chest; he starts to put his hands up your clothes and then removes your shirt, leaving purple lips on your bare skin.

"Let me make it up to you."

"YOU DIDN'T TELL US YOU AND STANLEY WERE DATING!" She shouts while shaking you.

"Luna, my ears."

"Why is your neck purple?"