If It's Not Too Personal, May I Ask What Your Zodiac Sign Is?

If you dream it, do it (literally)

Can I perhaps ask for ukyo x willow headcannons 👀

I saw your other ask for Senku x Willow too, so I'm just gonna do them both right here.

I hope you like this

Ukyo x Willow

The Quiet Duo

Ukyo has sensitive ears, so being around a lot of loud people can give him a headache

So, though it takes some getting used to, he likes that she's so quiet

He's the only one she can't sneak up on

She teaches him sign language so they can communicate easily without words

He's been called out on speaking both verbally and in sign language at the same time after being taught by Willow

Ukyo doesn't mind that she hides her face, though he'd be lying if he said he wasn't curious as to what she looked like under the mask

But he'd never force it

Senku x Willow

The Unhinged When They Want To Be Duo

Senku learned sign language for fun in the old world but rarely got to use it before she came along

Is definitely curious about the mask, and wants to see what's behind it

Carefully (and poorly) made a replacement mask when Willow's broke early on

Laughs when she gets sassy with someone in sign because most times no one but him can understand it

She has to tap morse code at him sometimes (when he's not paying attention to her hands)

Honestly likes that he can talk mostly un-interrupted with her

Will yap at her in sign language in front of everyone else

Ah I see you add more info to the trio! But let's also add onto say Xeno plans his escape using Stanley as his scapegoat!

Stanley comes home after a long of work only to see Xeno running at him

Xeno slaps 200$ into his hands: "Apologize, my love."

Before sprinting as fast as he can out the house

In the distance

S/O: "STANLEY SNYDER DID YOU STEAL MY CROISSANT"

Stanley: *Sweating bullet* yes?

I stopped everything I was doing for this because oh my God this is hilarious.

The image of Xeno just shoving money in Stanley's hands and whispering "I'm so sorry, please forgive me," and running as fast as he can has me dead.

Stanley just stands there, holding the money with a confused look on his face, wondering what exactly just happened when-

"STANLEY [middle name] SNYDER!"

Oh. Oh no.

He manages to stay calm on the outside, but on the inside he's just:

The realization I just had that Xeno has a better familial relationship with my oc (who is Stanley's younger sister) is literally so wild to me and I'm the one that wrote it.

What would the first thing you'd request from Senku, Xeno, Yuzuriha, Kaseki, etc. (whomever you find to be able to fulfill your desires)? Would you even request something, or would you feel too indebted? Or is there an amount of time you'd need to warm up enough to request something?

Oh this one is hard.

I think I'd need to have a good, long, sit down and cry over everything first, for sure.

As for asking for anything, I'm really not sure.

Stanley Snyder is a certified loverboy no you cannot change my mind

My eating disorder has been rearing its ugly head, so have this thing I wrote to distract myself from feeling sick while I put myself back together a little.

Note and Warning: This is solely my experience with something of this nature, Eating Disorders can show in all kinds of different ways

Xeno glances at his watch, a frown pressing into his face. It was rare that he was the one ready to eat first. Usually, it's you who comes and drags him away from his work for a meal. But today, something was off.

Actually, something has been off for a few days now.

Three meals a day had fallen to two, an almost absurd amount of time passing between your breakfast and dinner. He'd been a little concerned, but hadn't thought much else about it. You both were busy, it was expected that schedules would change.

But then weren't eating at all.

No breakfast, no lunch, no dinner, not even little snacks. All the food the two of you kept has been untouched by you for two days.

Now, Xeno was worried.

Were you ill? Had he missed something?

He pushes away from his workstation, scanning the room that was otherwise empty of people, wondering if maybe you were waiting for him and he just hadn't noticed you. But no, he was definitely alone.

The sun had fallen some time ago, leaving the colony to be lit by artificial light and the soft glow of the moon above.

He asks Luna and her two young devotees as he passes them if they'd seen you all day. Luna confirms that you'd been out and about as normal, commenting that you looked at bit rough, though in that same breath, she claims that you'd insisted you were fine.

He thanks them, and continues on, moving a little faster now.

He should have been more mindful, should have paid more attention. You were in bad enough shape that others had noticed, yet it had slipped right past him. What a fool he was to neglect you in this way.

He pushes his way into your shared living quarters, calling your name as he does.

"Welcome home!" You're absolutely beaming at him when he turns the corner to find you curled on the small makeshift sofa. You hop to your feet and meet him partway as he lurches to reach you.

"Are you alright?" He asks, taking your face in his hands, trying not to grimace at what he sees.

You did indeed look rough.

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine," You say, tone a little confused.

"Good," He says. "Are...you hungry?"

There's a pause, a flicker of something in your eyes.

"No, not really."

Surely, that was a lie. There was no way you'd eaten recently at all, not with how haggard you looked, or how your body was shaking.

"When was the last time you ate?" He asks.

You avert your eyes, gaze flitting around to look at everything else but him. Guilt presses into your face.

"I had some water earlier," You say.

"Water is not food, my love," He says. "When was the last time you had food?"

Another long pause. It makes his chest ache at how long it takes you to answer a question that should not be this hard.

"I dunno."

That wasn't good. That wasn't good at all. The human body couldn't sustain itself without proper nutrition.

His mind starts racing, searching for numbers, reports, and facts that he could use to figure out what was happening to you.

The colony wasn't lacking on food. There were plenty of cows and corn and other things they'd been growing. If something had gone wrong in that department, he'd have known a long time ago.

So then, were you choosing not to eat? But why? Was it an image issue? A health problem you hadn't disclosed? A mental disorder? All of the above?

"Xee?"

If his calculations were correct, you likely hadn't eaten anything in at least a day, if not two. A full meal would cause you to be ill. So what was the best way to go about this?

"Xee!"

Something small, first. Finger foods. Something you could eat one or two of at a time.

"Xeno!"

He'd have to monitor you. Perhaps he should take the day tomorrow to help you reorient your body before you passed out and got hurt. The colony would survive without him for a short while. You were far more important.

"Xeno Wingfield!"

He snaps back into focus, zeroing in on you instantly. He could almost laugh at how you looked like the worried one.

"My love," He says. "I'm concerned about you."

"I'm alright, Xee, really."

How could you look so calm? How could you act like this was of no consequence? He couldn't understand it.

"How often do you starve yourself?" He asks. "How has it gone past my notice for so long?"

"I..." You hesitate, looking away from him. A large part of him wants to get angry, to demand your answer faster. But he couldn't do that to you, not when you were clearly already having a hard time.

His poor darling, he just wished you'd said something.

"I was getting better," You finally say.

"So this is some kind of relapse?" He asks.

"I guess? It's kind of hard to explain."

"Please try. The more I understand the better I can help you," He presses his lips to your forehead, hoping his small act of affection works as the encouragement he intended.

"It's started in high school. You remember what it was like back then. Everyone was mean and judgemental, and I didn't feel like I was enough. So I stopped eating, for a really long time. And no one helped me. My parents missed it, my siblings missed it, my friends missed it, I was totally on my own."

You sigh, rubbing your eyes, then continue.

"I was sick a lot because of it, and I think that's what finally shook me out of it a little bit. I was tired of being ill and exhausted and miserable all the time."

"Did you get treatment?" He asks, fearing he already knew the answer.

"Xee, come on, you met my parents before we were all petrified. What do you think?" You say it with a laugh, but neither of you really think it's funny.

He kisses you again, just under your eye. He didn't know what else to do, or what else to say. He just wanted you to know that you were cared for in this moment.

"Anyway," You say. "I eventually got things back in decent order, but I guess...I'm sliding back down the metaphorical hill."

"It's alright, my love. Slide as far as you need, I'm here to help you regain lost ground," He says, pressing a few more featherlight kisses to your face before pulling you close to hold you in his arms.

There are no tears as he holds you, no sniffles or weepy words. You seem so utterly numb to the situation, that he's certain this isn't the first time it's happened.

"Let's have dinner," He says. "And tomorrow, we'll spend the day together."

"I can't just have a whole meal, Xee. I'll get sick."

Ah. He was indeed right in thinking this wasn't your first rodeo with relapsing into your disorder.

"I know, my darling. I'll make you something small and easy to digest for tonight. We'll work together on returning you to eating full meals over the next couple of days," He says, already making mental checklists and plans for the future.

He'd have to get Stanley involved. He'd need his trusted friend to look after things while Xeno took the day off tomorrow. Stanley would also be the perfect person to have keep an eye on you, to make sure you were making progress. He'd tell Xeno the moment you needed aid.

There was a worry of embarassing you, though. So perhaps he'd bring up that possibility later. For now, you needed food, more water, and rest.

Im sorry but im feeling extra soft and feelsy today so Gen teaching Tsukasa how to slow dance?

I'm. Physically ill over this

It's such a small thing, really.

The moment is a blip in time, and yet it meant everything in the moment.

Gen was humming to himself a song from the old world that he missed while taking a brisk evening walk.

The moon was high, the sky was clear, and the world was at total peace.

He does a little spin, losing himself in the moment, and not even considering that anyone was watching.

But just as he finishes his twirl, he catches Tsukasa from the corner of his eye.

The two men greet each other politely

And though there is no real reason to remain together

They do so anyway.

Tsukasa asks Gen what song he was singing

Gen just shrugs and doesn't give a real answer, as is typical

"It sounded nice coming from you," Tsukasa said

Gen's face flushes

And dares to ask if Tsukasa knows how to dance

He admits that he doesn't

Reminding Gen that he'd never gotten the chance to do such things

It's a risk, but Gen offers to teach him

"Just for fun," Gen says. "I won't tell a single soul if you don't want me to."

Tsukasa considers it, then hesitantly agrees.

He wasn't sure he could be gentle

Even with Gen, the man he cared for

But he lets Gen take his hands, and pull him in

One hand rests in Gen's, one on his waist

Gen's touch on his shoulder is featherlight, yet heavier than anything Tsukasa had ever felt

Tsukasa thinks his heart might explode when Gen smiles up at him

It's a real smile

A rare sight from the mentalist

"I'll lead, my dear Tsukasa," Gen says

He's awkward and stiff compared to Gen's more fluid and easy movements

But he manages not to step on his feet

Or trip

Or otherwise embarrass himself

Gen hums his song, giving them a soft soundtrack as they dance together

At some point, Tsukasa gets more confident, and takes the lead himself

Gen praises him, but his words don't feel flowery or fake, like they usually do

Not when his voice is so soft

His eyes filled with such warmth

Tsukasa twirls Gen, pulling him in and dipping him low like he'd seen in movies

Gen's face is bright red

"My, my. Already an expert, I see~" Gen coos

Tsukasa chuckles, pulling him back up.

"I have an excellent teacher."

Neither of them moves, both letting the moment really sink in

Then they part, hands hesitant to let go of the other.

"Shall I walk you back to camp?" Tsukasa asks

"I'd be honored, dearest."

Tsukasa curses himself for not kissing Gen before leaving him

*cough* *cough*

May I humbly ask who you would see best with willow?

-🌙

Hello Moon~

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