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Relationship Headcanons: Ryusui Nanami

x gn!reader

SFW

You meet in the stone world

Swears upon his life and honor that it was love at first sight

HATES making you cry and will do anything to keep you happy at his side

Takes you shopping and will buy you anything you so much as glance at in an approving way (I'm talking you mumbling "oh this is nice" as you walk past a display and he buys it all)

Knows everything about you, good or bad

Throws massive celebratory parties for your birthday/anniversary

Will loudly declare that you belong to him

Wants to be with you at all hours of the day, rain or shine, day or night

Constant touch

His hands are always on you

Loves to give you little shoulder and forehead kisses throughout the day

Brags about you to everyone

Started calling you his wife/husband/spouse before he even proposed

Likes to just loaf in bed with you

Wants to hoard all of your time

Is not the best at making you feel the most secure in your relationship, which has sparked several arguments

Hates being wrong but will admit when he is

Is not super jealous and struggles to understand sometimes why you get jealous of other people

Would give you everything he has if you just asked

NSFW

Sex with Ryusui is a surprisingly intimate affair

It's the easiest way for him to prove his absolute devotion to you, so he takes it all very seriously

Likes to fuck you slow and draw out every single pant and moan from your lips he can

Will beg you to mark him so that he can show others who he belongs to

Is honestly pretty vanilla I'm not gonna lie but if you want to try something he is 110% down

Please god let him go down on you he is so so good

Francois has everything prepared for aftercare for the two of you and leaves it outside the door so neither of you has to worry about being seen after sharing your most intimate moments together

He likes to just hold you afterwards and continue to murmur words of adoration and devotion to you

TSUKASA HEADCANON!!!

He's so oblivious to any kind of flirting because he used to be a celebrity, and would see people going feral over him constantly. So he finds it difficult to accept any kind of affection because he assumes it's the same thing.

Ok. That's all.

HEADCANON ACCEPTED

NEXT QUESTION PLEASE

Saw you have a birthday so congratulations!

(ノ ^ω^)ノ∠※。.:*:・'°☆

I wish you have awesome birthday and lots of happy things to come across today + in the future of course!

Thank you!!!

I've got lots of writing for these amazing Dr STONE requests to do this weekend, and honestly the fact that I have so many people who enjoy my constant yapping and are being so patient with me while I work on them all has been a blessing in and of itself <3

So Xenos can eat chocolate? And grapes? And everything else that is poison for dogs? Even if he turned into a hellhound? If he ate that next to me, I'd stab him with my EpiPen, gotta make sure

OH THAT REM-

OH THAT REMINDS ME AS WELL!!

Two questions;

Is Xenos immortal immortal? Or does he have just a very long lifespan and impressive resilience? If so, how much? Or is he an "only able to die if wooden stake goes through heart" type of immortal?

And second question; what's your OCs motif colour? Are those also their favourite colours?

What's your favourite colour? Since you like sunflowers and orange roses I suppose it's something like that? Plottwist, it's actually black lol

Xenos is not allergic to anything! He can eat chocolate (one of his favorite vices) and grapes just fine.

And he's extremely long lived, but he can die if mortally wounded. He's come close to death a handful of times defending Aurora, and she's scolded him for it.

Xenos' motif is red, gold, grey, and black. His favorite colors are blue and gold

Aurora's motif is red, purple, gold, and grey. Her favorite colors are sage greens and dusty blues.

My favorite color is a nice darker green.

Just a taste of something

Dabi x Reader MDNI

You catch him out of the corner of your eye barely a breath before his hand slides around your neck. He doesn’t squeeze, doesn’t threaten. He just holds it there, rubbing the column of your throat with his thumb lightly while staring down at you.

He tilts his head to the side when you stare up at him, lips slightly agape. His hand is cooler than it had been before; you think he must have taken a cold shower to soothe his constant feverishness. He doesn’t look angry, not in any way that makes you worry about him causing harm. But he does look annoyed, perhaps at being ignored for too long, almost like a cat.

“End the call.” His voice is too low to be caught by the microphone, the tone of it sending shivers down your spine. 

“I’ve gotta go,” You say immediately. 

“What? No, I’m not done-” The way Dabi’s eyes narrow tells you that he can hear your ex complaining from where he stands, still holding you by the neck. 

“I don’t care,” You pant, face burning red.

“Baby-” The hand around you twitches, fingers closing slightly to squeeze you ever so gently, fiery blue eyes narrowing even further. Dabi hadn’t liked hearing that word. 

You don’t say anything else, refusing to give any more attention to your ex when it was clearly aggravating the man in front of you. Instead, you just hang up and let your phone clatter to the floor, uncaring as to if the screen cracks. 

Dabi lets out a low hum, pleased, but doesn’t release you. He slides his hand up your throat to hold your jaw instead, tilting your head back slightly, humming again at how easily you let him handle you. 

“Boyfriend?” He asks, leaning down to ghost a kiss over your lips. 

“Ex,” Your panted correction earns a real kiss, his lips pressing firmly against yours. 

“Good. I don’t need the competition,” he murmurs.

You want to tell him that he has no competition; that your ex was your ex because he’d cheated and royally screwed any chance of recovering the relationship, but you’re not really sure Dabi cares. Not when he kisses you again, even harder this time, his hand falling from your jaw to join the other in grasping at your hips, pushing you backwards. You dare to reach for him, fingers finding purchase in the front of the borrowed t-shirt. You cling to him when the backs of your legs hit the arm of the couch, almost falling onto it. 

He tugs at your shirt with a mumbled demand to take it off, hands groping at your chest the moment you’re exposed to him. You hadn’t considered having company when you’d foregone the bra this morning, but you were happy you had. His palms are rough, staples scraping across your much softer skin. His touch has you panting, knees parting so that he can slide himself between them, pulling you both impossibly closer to each other. It would occur to you later, that he kissed you like he needed you to breathe. Like you were his only lifeline, and he had no plans of letting go any time soon. 

At the moment, however, you’re easily distracted.

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.”

evil ukyo pleze

Evil Ukyo is lowkey terrifying

x gn!Reader

First things first.

Look at this face:

and tell me he's physically capable of being evil

(He is and he uses that winning smile and boyish face to get away with it)

This version of Ukyo is no pacifist

He won't turn immediately to violence, though

Instead, he'll find ways to drive the person into a corner and force them to "make a decision."

Being in the military, he has access to all kinds of things

And has friends in high places

He knows how to make people disappear

In the stone world, he's just as terrifying

He's quiet and methodical and meticulous

And is a better liar than Gen

Has Tsukasa totally believing he's harmless for the longest time

Joins Senku for the chance of getting his hands on scientific weapons for future use

One of the only people who can see through him is Ryusui

They don't get along

But the Kingdom of Science needs the captain of the Perseus, so Ukyo just keeps his distance

"Hello, my love. It's been a while."

You had Ukyo wrapped around your finger the moment he met you

Lowkey yandere vibes

You're one of the few who can see through his act

This makes him obsess over you more

He'd never hurt you

But he will hurt everyone around you just to keep you close

I really love your writing. Could you do a fic inspired by the song undressed by sombr about Senku and the reader (only if you have the time and the energy to do it)? "I don't want the children of another man to have the eyes of the girl I won't forget" hits HARD. A good ending or angst ending is fine with me, I just like the idea. Please remember to drink water and take care of yourself <3

is

is this a breakup song

why would you do this to me

Senku loved you. 

Even though you’re no longer at his side, you were still cemented in his heart. 

You’d wanted more when you were with him. Things he couldn’t give you at the time, that he hadn’t been ready for. Things your new lover seemed more than happy to offer up. He knows that, logically, he should move on. But the idea of trying again with someone who wasn’t you made him feel sick. 

You were the one who’d made him happiest, who taught him things about himself that even he hadn’t known. You’d been his safe space, the person he could be fully open with and never worry you were going to run away from what you saw. You’d pried apart his armor, and exposed the soft parts of himself. 

He didn’t want to have to do it all over again. He didn’t want to learn to know another person the way he’d known you. He didn’t want to lay in bed with someone, wishing it was you. And, perhaps most selfishly, he didn’t want to see you on the street with a child that had your eyes and wasn’t his.

You had every right to move on, to find someone who could give you what you wanted, and he knew that. Of course he knew that. But that didn’t mean he had to like it. It didn’t mean he couldn’t stay up all night hoping you showed up on his doorstep. 

It was the most pathetic he’d ever felt in his life. He hadn’t even felt this helpless while he was trapped in stone. You had done something to him. Broken something in him that would never heal again.

You’d loved him, and he still loved you.

Touchstarved Headcanons: Senku Ishigami

x gn!reader

lmk who you wanna see next

General:

Senku never used to be big on touch pre-petrification.

Not necessarily because he didn't like it, he just never thought it would be something he ever missed.

But then he's frozen, blind and deaf, for 3,700 years, and suddenly, he craves it.

Suddenly, he finds himself holding onto people, rather than brushing them off. He offers high-fives on his own accord, opens his arms when Suika wants hugs, and so on.

With His Partner:

The minute you touch him, even if its the smallest of grazes, he melts.

He leans in, pressing his face or body further into your hands, sighing at the feeling of their touch

If you play with his hair, it's game fucking over

Hope you don't have anything to do for the rest of the day because Senku is not moving, not even for the sake of science

He starts seeking you out and leaning on you with his full body weight like a cat

HAS to sleep with you, and if you can't share a bed/cot/sleeping bag, expect to have him as close to you as possible, a hand on you at all times

Skin to skin is highly preferred (not in a nsfw way)

He just likes to feel how soft you are, how warm your skin is

@anafanjestic I hope you're happy, Senku has PTSD now

The first few chapters of To the Moon and Back are finally out on ao3

One,

Two,

Three,

His eyelids were heavy.

Four,

Five,

He couldn’t afford to sleep right now.

Six,

Seven,

Eight,

If he does, then-

His eyes snap open, heart hammering hard in his chest. He stares exhaustedly up at the sky, ears straining for any kind of sign that someone had followed him, but found nothing but that now familiar, dreadful quiet. What was he even doing out here? Everyone was celebrating, he’d just gotten to hear Byakuya’s last message on the glass record, he should be somewhat at ease now. But he wasn’t, so he’d taken a walk to try and clear his head a little.

The need to sleep had hit him the moment he sat on the ground and leaned back on the fallen tree, his body heavy from the weight of everything happening. But when his eyes started to slide closed, his first instinct was to count, to force himself to stay awake.

Damn it, first he was begging for sleep in the silent stone world, and now he’s scared to? Maybe it was because he was alone right now that had him so worked up. 

Solitude never bothered him before, though he supposed that this new trait of his probably had something to do with the 3,700 years spent in total isolation. The human brain’s reaction to trauma really was something, but he didn’t think now was the time to develop an anxiety disorder.