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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. I just wanted to say that I hope you recover from your eating disorder no matter how long it takes.

I realise that not everyone has someone in their life that encourages them or helps them, so I wish you the best recovery.

That's seriously so sweet, thank you.

I've been doing better recently, but like I said in my story, sometimes I fall down the hill and it can be hard getting back up it alone.

I'm blessed to have better people around me now than I did in the past, which has been helpful. And if anyone ever needs someone to ramble to, my inbox and messages are always open. No one should have to go through things like this alone. I've done it, it sucks.

Anyway I love you bye

My brain is finally working!!!

I can finally start getting these requests done!!!

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.

loved depressed reader x stanxeno.

could u maybe do a depressed or mentally ill reader x gen? If ur comfortable w it ofc. my therapist <3 🫠

The idea that I could be a therapist is objectively hilarious.

I'm struggling to make words work, so I'm gonna do headcanons for this, if that's okay

Gen picks up on your shift in mood immediately

Your eyes lose that familiar sparkle, you move like your limbs are far too heavy

You stop eating.

You still plaster a smile on your face, but it stretches too far.

Overcompensating for the lack of light in your gaze.

Gen has studied human psychology, but he isn't a professional when it comes to depression

All he has is his own personal experience with it

So he'll first try to help you using methods that has helped him in the past

That means no being alone for you.

If you try to go through your usual day, Gen is your shadow

If you can't get out of bed, he fakes a cough to stay in with you

He finds ways to help you keep your hands and mind busy

He teaches you card tricks, helps you gather simple materials for science work, and convinces Suika and Kohaku to teach you both how to make flower crowns and other small crafts

This doesn't mean he's smothering you with his attention.

If you need space, he's happy to give it, but he's just right over there, okay? If you need him, he'll come right back.

Figures out the best way to manipulate you into eating food/drinking water and does it throughout the day just to make sure you're still getting proper nutrition

Peppers you with soft kisses throughout the day

"Have I told you how much I adore you, today?"

"No? How errible-tay of me. Let me just get my list-"

His biggest goal is to make you laugh and smile at least once before you go to bed

If you tell him you feel like a burden to him, your friends, or the Kingdom of Science in general, Gen is quick to assure you as best he can

He understands, really, he does

He knows that feeling of drowning very well

And he knows there are others within the KoS that get it, too.

There is nothing wrong with needing extra care

He'll always be here for you, day or night, rain or shine

He loves you, so much

Even if you don't love yourself

As soon as my brain function returns and I can string my words together properly

Y'all are cooked

i keep thinking of this specific scenario where like.. i personally hc all characters w/ hats like. REAAAALLY like it if their s/o steals it n wears it etc.. ryusui. more so. with his little captain hat. like it's been in my head marinating as a smutfic do you see the vision 🙏 (also i apologize if this sounds more yap than a req idk how to explain proper :[ )

Okay but like

Ryusui is definitely the type to lose his mind if he sees his significant other wearing his stuff.

Not even just the captain's hat. Wear anything that belongs to him and he is grinning ear to ear and already thinking about when he gets to take it all off you

(except the hat. the hat stays on and he will fuck you in front of a mirror just to make sure you can see how good you look in it)

Ukyo gets flustered to all hell if you put his hat on. He thinks you look great in it, and will sometimes be the one to put it on you to wear just because.

Ukyo also definitely has a private picture of you in nothing but his hat.

My brain is fried but I see the vision, I vibe with the vision, and I am definitely going to be thinking about the vision as I write some new stuff this week.

Trying to dig through my Spotify for the perfect song that fits a specific Dr STONE character but I keep getting distracted by songs that are 110% great songs for certain ships

hihihi i wanna ask for a drst request but firstly! for what characters you write?

I'll write for anyone as best I can. Obviously I have favorites, but I'm fairly open to all characters

First of all: I'm so sorry for making you cry and sad! 😭😓

I'm that anon that requested the sad promt of reader being able to save only Stan or Xeno 🥲

Second: This made me question if you have any topics or themes you would not want to write about like do you have some limits for the requests that we should take into account?

So sorry making you cry earlier 🙇

You're forgiven ♡♡

As for limits, I honestly have very few. I'm pretty easygoing when it comes to this kinda stuff. I write a lot to process my own trauma, so i have few issues with most things

My hardest line is that I will not write NSFW stuff with real people or literal actual children (I'm talking characters who are clearly stated to be under the age of consent)

That's basically it. So long as you're respectful with me (which everyone has been) and understand that I may need to research certain topics before writing about them, I'm fairly open.

can we like tip you over kofo or sth?

Please no.

While I deeply appreciate the thought, I personally do not accept money for fanfictions.

I am making a Ko-Fi for non-fandom related writing commissions, but I am currently not accepting any at this time.

thank you so so much for writing that stanxeno x reader depression fic 😭 that really brightened my day!!! i’ve been in a rough spot and your writing is so comforting ❤️ thanks again!!!

I'm so glad I was able to brighten your day ❤️

I'm sad after this StanXeno x Reader ask, so I'm gonna go write Senku studying the Siren

Thinking about Dr. Stone first episode where the students asked who they would save if they had to choose between 2 options and Senku was like "I'll save everyone".

What if reader had a situation like that where the other one dies permanently and they had to choose between Stanley and Xeno without option to save both of them?

How do you think Stanley would react to being saved over Xeno and the same if it was instead Xeno who was saved?

Would they be angry for reader? Would they be able to still look at them in the eyes? How would they cope after this awful event?

First of all:

Rude. I'm crying now.

Second of all:

Neither of them will handle it well. While there is a logical understanding that you did what you had to do, neither Xeno nor Stanley every truly recover.

Stanley very quickly becomes a shell of his former self when he loses Xeno. Just drifting through the world, mind and heart numb. He can't bring himself to be happy anymore. He falls into the deepest of depressions, never to fully return to his senses.

Xeno becomes dangerous. Losing Stanley breaks something in him that no one can fix. If you thought he was a madman before, he practically throws himself off the metaphorical cliff straight into the deep end when Stanley dies.

There would be no real anger with you for what happened, they would both be smart enough to know that it wasn't truly your fault.

There is a high chance, if left to their own devices, one will follow the other to the other side. The only thing that could stop them, would be if you were romantically involved with the two of them when this happened. If that's the case, there is a chance they would both form a borderline obsession with your safety.

Neither of them would want to lose another partner. Not again. And they would both go to some pretty extreme lengths to avoid ever having to watch you die like the other one did.

Hello!😊 i've seen that you accept requests so if it's ok with you, could you write a smut fic of a polyamorous relationship with Ryusi x Stanley with reader? And if it's not too much to ask, could you include some headcanons about the relationship. Thank u

I love your stories 🥰

Oh God the personality clash between those two is insane I love it

I'll do both for you, as best I can ^-^

x gn!Reader (i tried, anyway)

Warning: NSFW material

Let's start with some headcanons:

The three of you are certainly something

Ryusui and Stanley both have intense personalities, so they can be a little hard for you to keep reigned in

Ryusui is greedy, while Stanley is selfish

But they make it work

You mellow both of them out a little, which definitely helps

But look

They are

So good to you

Protective and doting

Ryusui's enthusiasm is infectious, and he can get Stanley just as excited about something as he is (even if the soldier keeps his expression relatively neutral)

It was 100% Ryusui's idea to pull you into the relationship

He's greedy, he wants everyone, especially you and Stanley

Ryusui spoils you and Stanley both

Mans has money money

He can afford whatever either of you want

Stanley is the one to insist you all live together

He wants you and Ryusui close at all times

So he can protect you both

His certified loverboy tendencies come out so badly with you and Ryusui

Both of them like to touch you and each other as often as possible

You and Ryusui get Scary Boyfriend privilege

They are two of the horniest men you could get with, so I hope you're ready for that

Now, on to the smut! (It's the beginning of your relationship :3)

Your day had started so normally. You’d woken up, had breakfast, and helped with work around the Kingdom of Science. Then, you’d had lunch, and wandered to the shooting range where Stanley and Ryusui had been working together all day. When you’d shown up, all smiles and an easy going attitude, both of them gave you their full attention. 

After that is a little blurry. Stanley offered to teach you, standing close with his hands on your hips and waist, nudging your feet with his so that you stand the right way. Ryusui at some point also got in your space, touching your arms and hands. Someone kisses you, you don’t remember who, and words of pure filth are whispered in your ear. 

You hadn’t even known they were friends, nevertheless lovers. Nor had you ever thought that they would add you of all people to the whole thing. Regardless, here you were. 

Sat with Ryusui’s face between your legs, Stanley’s hands everywhere else. 

Your whole body feels like it’s been electrified, every kiss and lick from Ryusui sending shockwaves of pleasure through you. Stanley mutters praise in your ear encouraging you to roll your hips and fuck Ryusui’s face while he watched from his spot behind you. 

You shudder, moaning as you’re pulled closer and closer to the edge of pleasure. But just before you can reach that peak, Stanley reaches around to tap at Ryusui, halting the other man in his mission to devour you whole. 

“No-wait-” You whine. Ryusui catches the hand you reach out to him with, holding it in his own and pressing wet kisses to your fingertips. Stanley kisses along your neck and shoulder, soothing you in his own way.

“We aren’t done,” Stanley promises. “Just getting started.” 

Ryusui surges forward, capturing your lips with his, the taste of you heavy on his tongue. Your arms wrap around him, pulling him closer. A gasp escapes you when Stanley’s hand slides between your legs, replacing Ryusui’s mouth with dexterous fingers. 

You jolt when teeth sink into your shoulder, your pained whine swallowed by Ryusui’s enthusiastic kisses. 

It’s all too much. Ryusui’s lips, Stanley’s hands, both of their bodies pressed against yours, it could drive a person mad. They were driving you to the edge of pleasure and insanity, and this time, they let you fall. The pressure that’s been building low in your gut breaks, your orgasm rushing through you with moans of their names. You must cry for Stanley first, though, as you can feel Ryusui pouting against your mouth. 

You’re still recovering when your body is shifted, your back hitting the soft bed below you. Your legs are hiked up, and Ryusui hovers over you. 

“Again,” He demands. “I want you to come again!” His cock slides inside you before you can reply, pulling a moan from you instead. You can’t see Stanley anymore, but you can feel his eyes. The intensity in which he stares as Ryusui fucks you makes you shiver. 

Ryusui buries his face into your shoulder, his tongue tracing over the indents left behind by Stanley’s teeth before he kisses the spot, and moves to your other side to leave marks of his own on your soft flesh. He doesn’t bite nearly as hard as Stanley, but he leaves a trail of spots that are sure to turn into hickies by morning all along your neck.

That familiar pressure builds, your moans turning to borderline whimpers as another orgasm threatens to crash over you. Ryusui grins against the side of your face, his fingers gripping your waist tighter, hips slamming into yours until that thread snaps a second time, and you’re clawing at his back as you come a second time. 

Your body shakes with overstimulation, your chest heaving with hard pants. You feel Ryusui pull out, the warmth of his own release covering the inside of your thighs. You let your eyes close, throwing your arm over your face as you try desperately to pull yourself back together a little bit. 

A grunt, and the feeling of someone collapsing next to you has your eyes snapping back open, your head turning in time to see Stanley pressing Ryusui face down into the mattress. His sharp eyes find yours, a smirk on his face.

“You rest a minute,” He says, leaning over to kiss you quickly. “But if you think I’m done with either of you, you’re dead fuckin’ wrong.”

I read that stan xeno gn!reader asexual fic you wrote and I legit cried how beautifully you wrote it!!!! 🥹

I'm so happy I found your blog as your texts are a true treasure 💝

ヽ(；▽；)ノ

Me reading this:

so do u only do x reader or generally dr stone stuff? because if its generally could i get like, platonic senkasa fluff or angst or hurt/comfort? or just like affection? anything tbh XD

SenKasa is such a vibe tbh.

Cause like, here's the thing.

Tsukasa is one of those people that I firmly believe would have ended up at Senku's side, even if the world hadn't turned to stone (Gen also sits on this list, but that's a different post).

Think of how well they fit together almost immediately. How they match each other's wavelength from the moment Tsukasa wakes up, and how even after Tsukasa believes Senku is dead, he still carries the weight of their relationship. Of what could have been, had Senku just looked the other way.

Whether romantic or platonic, they were made for each other.

Anyway, now that I've rambled about that, have whatever this is as a little treat:

Platonic SenKasa

Tsukasa trusts Senku without question.

Sure, there are some things that he'll raise an eyebrow at, but in the end, if Senku says it, Tsukasa is rolling with it

This goes both ways

Senku will look to Tsukasa for his thoughts on a lot of things before going to anyone else.

Because Tsukasa will listen.

He will sit and let Senku talk until he works out the solution to whatever the problem was

Senku trusts Tsukasa with his life almost more than he does Taiju, and that's because he knows that if he needs someone to fight for him, Tsukasa will do it without hesitation.

They could almost be considered soulmates, if either of them believed in things like that

They aren't very physically affectionate with each other

Their platonic affection typically comes in the form of words and deeds

Tsukasa will often carry Senku on his back when he exhausts himself while scolding him for overexerting himself

Senku just rolls his eyes, and reminds Tsukasa that he also goes too far sometimes

Tsukasa is the person who gets the side-eye from Senku when someone says something objectively stupid/hilarious but no one is allowed to laugh (we all have had those moments you know what I'm talking about)

On nights when Senku can't sleep, Tsukasa is there.

"Late night, huh?" "Yeah." Neither of them speak for a moment. "Do you wanna talk about it?" "What, are you my therapist or something?" "No, just a friend." Senku huffs out a laugh. "You ever just want to go home?" Tsukasa thinks about the question for a while, taking his time to consider what Senku is actually asking him. "If I went home, I wouldn't get to spend time with so many great people," Tsukasa says. "I'm blessed to be here with you, Senku." "Gross, you sound like you're in love with me." Now Tsukasa laughs.

Now that all those are done (for now, please send more I am begging-)

I can go back to writing horrible, awful angst for my Dr STONE oc and her big brother who's trying his hardest I swear Stanley really does care he's just bad at it-

All of the requests from yesterday/this morning should be finished and posted here soon!!

I have so much fun doing this stuff seriously I love it

hey hey! i adore your work and i know you get a lot of stanxeno/reader requests but….if you’re willing to and comfortable with the topic, could you write a stanxeno/fem reader fic about the reader being someone who struggles really hard with depression? maybe struggling with getting out of bed frequently as a focal point? lack of pleasure in doing things, self care, and motivation in general could be some other topics. if you’re not comfortable with this, i completely understand! thank you ❤️

Bold of you to assume I don't want to continue doing StanXeno x Reader stuff okay I'm in love with them

Based entirely on what I need when I get like this

xFem!Reader

"Ow-"

"Sorry, sorry. You have a knot back here."

Stanley runs the brush through your hair again, more careful this time. Once the knots are cleared and the brush slides through your hair with ease, he drops it onto the table and grabs a hair-tie.

"I'm braiding it today," He says with full confidence, though you're not sure he actually knows how to braid hair.

"Okay," You mumble. Stanley goes slowly, muttering curses whenever your hair slips from his fingers. He had the general movements down, but even without a mirror you could tell it was going to be a mess.

But Stanley liked doing it, so who were you to stop him? It made your life a little easier on days like this.

"You should spray water on it," Xeno's voice comes from somewhere nearby.

"Shut it, I've got this," Stanley says, not even looking over his shoulder at the other man. "I can do it."

The hair tie snaps when Stanley tries to wrap it around his poorly-done braid, pulling more curses from him when it makes you flinch.

"Sorry, baby," He says, grabbing another hair tie and quickly finishing your hair. He leans down to press a kiss the back of your neck before moving around the chair and pulling you to your feet.

You're marched into the living room, where Xeno was placing a plate filled with an assortment of little food items on the small coffee table.

"I made a few protein options," He says. "As well as some fruits and vegetables. It isn't much, but you need to eat something."

"I'm not hungry," You say, plopping onto the couch.

"I know you aren't, my love," Xeno says. "But you must eat anyway. You haven't had anything since last night, and it is passing noon now."

You stare, dead eyed, at the food in front of you. It looks good, and you knew Xeno was a good cook, but you didn't have the desire to eat. Just the idea of picking up the fork felt like a Sisyphean task.

As if reading your mind, Xeno kneels next to you, and picks up the fork himself.

"You don't have to feed me," You say, guilt creeping in.

"I know," He repeats, stabbing the fork into a piece of egg and passing it to your lips. "But you are struggling, and I want to help."

It's hard to swallow, your throat closing up as tears threaten your eyes.

You hated this. Hated being like this.

It had taken both of them just to get you out of bed an hour ago, and now Xeno was insisting to feed you out of concern that you wouldn't do it yourself.

Loving you could be such a burden. You wonder why they stay.

As Xeno presses bits of food into your mouth, Stanley moves furniture around. He steals pillows from your shared bed, pulls blankets from where they're stored, and carefully crafts a little fort for you in the small living area. Xeno fusses at him at least once, lecturing him on the stability, but Stanley waves him off.

"We do this all the time," He says. "I know how to make it."

All the time. It really was all the time, especially now that the world was turned to stone and you no longer had access to medication or real therapy. You really were burdensome, weren't you?

Xeno doesn't force you to clear the plate. Once he's satisfied enough with what you've managed to stomach, he cleans everything and sends you into the fort where Stanley was already waiting to wrap you in blankets to make a little you-shaped burrito.

"Too tight?" He asks after tucking you under the soft material. You shake your head, earning a pleased hum and short nod.

You're left to take a nap, while they busy themselves around your little home, staying with you instead of going out and doing their usual work within the colony.

Stanley nudges you awake after about an hour, pulling you from the fort to have some water and lay on the couch instead, your head in Xeno's lap and feet in Stanley's.

Xeno talks at you about whatever he's been working on recently, letting you look at the papers with all his notes and thoughts on them as he does. Stanley rubs his hands over your legs, massaging your muscles with careful fingers and occasionally chimes in as well.

They move you again after another while, this time sitting you at the table with a tiny plate of more food while they work together to clean up the fort from this morning.

It felt like such a waste, but if you dared to look at the clock Xeno had made, you'd see it was already getting to be evening. Time moved so weirdly when you were deep in the storm of your depression. Hours had felt like minutes, and minutes had felt like years.

At some point, you're stripped of the blanket you'd been wrapped in all day, and marched to the bathroom where Xeno carefully undoes your braid and brushes your hair back out while Stanley prepares a bath. It takes some doing, as the piping in the colony was still technically under development, but eventually your clothes are pulled off and you're dragged under a stream of warm water, though you really just stand there and let your mind swim in guilt at having to be so thoroughly mothered like this by your lovers.

You lose track of whose hands are whose when they run soap across your body and in your hair, their voices melding together in streams of idle chatter and whispered worries.

By the time you're cleaned, dried, and in fresh clothes, it's somehow time for dinner. Xeno makes more finger foods for you, and smaller meals for himself and Stanley so you don't feel left out.

"I'm sorry," You mumble, staring blankly at the plate in front of you.

"Whatever for, love?" Xeno asks.

"Being so hard to take care of."

"You're not hard," Stanley says without an ounce of hesitation. "And even if you were, it wouldn't matter."

"You shouldn't have to give up your whole day just because I can't get my shit together," You say, the built up guilt finally spilling out of you. "I feel like I'm nothing but an awful burden to you, anymore."

"Stanley and I have been at your side for long enough to understand that your brain's chemical imbalance hinders your ability to function normally without proper treatment, which we currently do not have access to," Xeno says.

"But-"

"No buts, little lady," Stanley says, raising a hand to silence you. If you were feeling more...yourself, you'd giggle at how his accent slips out on the word lady. "It's our job to take care of you when you don't feel good. Like you would if it was one of us."

You sigh, somehow deflating even more. Once the heavy fog lifted, you'd realize that they were right. That if it was one of them with your disorder, you'd give everything you had to keep them afloat.

You weren't a burden to them because they loved you, and that would never change.

..ryusui with a childhood friends to lovers trope.. x reader..? hcs or fic,,? if like you haven't done them already ewjflnbuewiokldj ... self indulgence.. (also. apologies if i forget to anon this)

INDULGE ALL YOU WANT I AM HERE FOR IT

Your families were associated, so it was only natural that you and Ryusui would also become associated.

There is a worry, with his family, that the two of you wont get along

After all, even at such a young age, Ryusui was greedy and stubborn

But somehow

You two just click

Maybe it's because you're different, maybe it's because deep down you're the same, or maybe it's a little bit of both

But regardless

Ryusui declares you his friend by the end of that first day, and you just go along with it

Every time you meet after that, you're inseparable

Holding hands, running through hallways, sneaking off more than once to do whatever you two want to do (with Francois as your guardian, at the very least)

Things change when the two of you go to high school together

You still stay together, sharing classes and eating lunch and going home together

But people start to whisper that you're dating

Or worse

That you two are going to get married

So you start putting space between you.

You make other friends, you turn down rides home in favor of having your own driver come get you instead, and you don't hold his hand anymore

Ryusui. Is. Devastated by this

He doesn't understand why he can't have you close anymore

He doesn't understand why you won't let him be greedy, and keep you to himself like he always has.

He shows up at your house multiple times to pester you until you finally give in.

When you tell him what's been going on

He laughs

"Well duh we're getting married!" He says. "No one else is as worthy of being my spouse as you!"

You gape at him like a fish

He tells you that he's been under the impression this whole time that your inevitable marriage was obvious

I mean come on

You were the only person he'd give something up for

But now that he knows you're upset by this idea, he insists that the two of you sit down and talk about it

Because he wasn't one to run from things, and he didn't think you were either

He states again that he has every intention of marrying you in the future

But that if you were really that against the idea...

Well then he was just going to have to convince you

Because there was no one who was as good for him as you

No one who matched him as well

No one who he wanted as much

Just you.

Only you.

Forever, if possible.

All of the requests from yesterday/this morning should be finished and posted here soon!!

I have so much fun doing this stuff seriously I love it

Loving your writings so here's my request ♡

If you are comfortable, imagine Stan and Xeno trying to court reader (gender neutral if you can) who's jewelry artist asexual but romantic, who just can't for the love of god recognize naturally flirting like gestures towards them and just thinks people are being kind or reading it as platonic gesture.

When reader is being told out loud straight to the face that someone is actually interested or in love with them by anyone, the reader would become insecure as they have deep doubts that their platonic and romantic attraction alone towards people is enough after bad dating experiences from past where people have claimed them being cold hearted machine because of the lack of sexual attraction and blindness to see nor notice flirting kind gestures naturally thus not responding those when others have expected that so the reader kind of shots down the people who dare to confess their love towards them out of fear being hurt all over again, even when their own romantic feelings are awakened.

I like this prompt a lot, I just hope I did it justice. Sorry this took so long, I had to consult with a friend, so parts of this is more how they said they felt when things like this happened. Honestly, though, I don't think Stanley and Xeno would mind if their partner was asexual.

StanXeno x gn!Reader

You stare hard at yourself in the mirror, searching yourself for the part of you that was broken. You think there must be something; why else would that be what everyone you’ve ever dated says to you as they walk out the door? 

You don’t find anything, except for a few familiar blemishes.

With a sigh, you trudge out of the bathroom to finish preparing for the day. You were running a bit behind, but it wasn’t like you had that many customers in the stone world. At most, Xeno would already be waiting for you to ask for something, but he rarely complained too much about such things. If anything, he should know not to show up until at least ten minutes after when you typically “opened”. 

You take the steps down from the living quarters to where your little shop was a bit too quickly, causing you to miss the last step. Your stomach drops, heart racing out of control as you fall, your whole body tensing to prepare for the inevitable pain of landing. 

But instead, a pair of hands grabs you at the last second, stopping you just centimeters from the hard ground. 

“Gotcha,” Stanley’s voice sighs in your ear. Turning your head, you find him looking a little winded, as if he’d just raced down the stairs himself. Behind him, Xeno is making his way down much more casually. 

Huh. That was weird.

You mumble a soft thanks when Stanley helps you steady yourself on your own feet, which he just nods at. 

“What fortunate timing,” Xeno says. “Stan and I were just on our way to meet you.” 

“Good thing, too. That would have been a bad fall.” Stanley says, his own hands now behind his back.

The three of you take the rest of the short journey together, both men quiet as you unlock the door and bustle around the inside of your tiny jewelry crafting space. 

Xeno had this put here for you after you’d complained a little too loudly about how much you missed your craft. He’d had the space carved out, and all the materials had been given to you for no other reason than you wanted it. So he claimed, anyway. 

You didn’t get why people didn’t think he was nice. He was good to you all the time, always finding time to stop by and say hello, and never getting upset with you if you took too long to do something for him. 

Stanley was nice to you all the time too, even if he sometimes stood a little too close. He brought you things you wanted, did lots of heavy lifting whenever you needed the help, and liked to just linger around your shop and keep you company. 

“So,” You say. “What brings you both by?”

“Are we not permitted to visit just because?” Xeno asks. 

“No! No, of course you can come hang out! I like your company,” You say with a smile.

“We like your company, too,” Stanley says, sliding a cigarette from his pocket, sticking it between his lips, and lighting it. 

“Oh, Stanley, could you not-” You don’t even finish the sentence before it’s out of his mouth and he’s pinching the end to kill the ember. He sticks it behind his ear for later. 

“Sorry, sorry,” He says. Xeno lets out a soft huff, but otherwise says nothing about the short moment. 

“It’s okay,” You say with a soft chuckle. “I’m sure it’s hard to remember not to smoke in here, since I’m the only one it seems to bother.”

“It bothers me, but it seems my opinion means little,” Xeno says, and you think he might actually be pouting a little. 

“You’ve never actually asked me to put them out,” Stanley says. “If you want me to stop that bad, just tell me.” 

The look Xeno gives him has you laughing even harder.

“Anyway,” Xeno says, redirecting. “There is an actual reason we’re here.” 

You want to make a joke about him originally saying they were here just because, but he looks a little too serious now for that. Stanley, also, straightens back up at Xeno’s tone. 

“What’s up?” You ask, suddenly feeling nervous. The two of them look at each other, something secret whispered between their gazes. 

“Stanley and I are interested in you.” Xeno finally says. 

You blink, confusion filling you. 

“I don’t follow,” You say. 

“Romantically,” Stanley says. 

Oh. Oh. Oh no. 

You already had a feeling where this was headed. Were they asking you out? Seriously? Why? Surely they knew there was something wrong with you by now. You’d heard it whispered by a previous partner you’d briefly had within the colony. There was no way it hadn’t reached Xeno by now. 

“I, um,” You don’t know what to say. You don’t know what to do. 

Romantic feelings were nothing new to you, but getting into relationships had always been a painful struggle. Relationships a lot of times came with the expectation of eventual sex, and that’s where your hard line was. You didn’t crave things like that, like everyone else did, and that had led to far far too many harsh breakups that left you believing more and more that you weren’t worth anything. 

You didn’t want to fall in love again. You didn’t want to get hurt, to build something with them only to have it torn down like all the others. 

“I don’t think…” You have to let them down easy, to salvage what little relationship you’ll have left after this. “I don’t think I’m the right person for this.” 

Xeno’s head tilts, as if not comprehending what you were saying. He makes a gesture with his hand, encouraging you to continue. To explain. 

“I-I just…I’m not good at…at relationships,” You say. 

“Is anyone?” Stanley asks, now mimicking Xeno’s head tilt. “Isn’t the point of being with someone to grow with them?” 

You learned something new about Stanley Snyder today. He never struck you as such a romantic before. 

“If you feel anxious about joining our relationship as a third party, I can assure you that there is no issue. Stanley and I have discussed this at length,” Xeno says. 

“No, no, it…it’s not that,” You say quickly. “I just…I…didn’t realize…you felt that way, I guess?” 

“No?” Now Xeno looks contemplative, mentally searching his memory for every encounter you had with each other and reevaluating them one by one. “I see. So it was a failing on our part to get our intentions across.” 

Stanley steps forward suddenly, closing the distance between you and him fairly quickly. He reaches for you, taking your chin in his hand and forcing you to look up at him. 

“I’ll say it real slow, so you catch it this time,” He says. “Xeno and I like you, and want you to be a part of our relationship. Romantically. Is that clear enough?” 

You nod as best you can with how firmly he’s holding you. His grip doesn’t hurt, but it’s clear he has no intentions of letting you flee without an answer. 

“Crystal,” You say. His fingers loosen, rubbing where he’d been holding you as if he worried he’d held too tightly and hurt you. 

The softness of his touch makes your chest ache. It makes you want to lean in, to open your heart back up one more time and let him and Xeno run off with it while just praying they don’t leave you when you don’t give them your body as well. 

“So then, now that we all understand each other-”

“I don’t have sex.” The words fall out of you without any prompting, bursting from your chest before you even had time to comprehend you’d said them at all. 

The silence that follows makes you want to throw up. 

“Sorry,” You wheeze. “I-I don’t know where that came from I-”

“Is that your reason? Your real reason?” Stanley asks. You can’t read his face, or Xeno’s, but now that it’s in the open, you have no other choice but to keep talking. 

“I just don’t feel it, you know? The…the want…for it…And I know that it’s supposed to be important in a relationship, and I’ve gone through this so many times already, so I just…I figure you should just know I’m broken ahead of time so-”

“Broken?” You’re not sure you’ve ever heard Xeno sound like that before. “What fool would say that you were broken?” 

Everyone. All your past loves had said you were broken, that there was something deeply wrong with you. That you were unfixable. 

Stanley has a look in his eye, and somehow you know he’s mentally targeting someone already.

“I just…it’s not normal, is it? To not…feel any desire in that way?” Your voice sounds small. You feel small. 

“It’s statistically unlikely that everyone on this planet feels physical desire. The human body is a marvel-”

“Do you feel love?” Stanley asks, cutting Xeno off before he can start to lecture for real. 

“That’s not really enough-”

“Not what I asked.” 

“I…yes, I can. I do. I just-”

“Okay then. Why does anything else matter?” 

His words short circuit your brain, leaving you staring at him with parted lips like a gaping fish. 

You’d always been told it mattered. That sex was what was most important. That your purely romantic love for someone just wasn’t enough. You’d always been pressured for more. 

“Let me assure you,” Xeno steps up, shooing Stanley to the side so that he can make eye contact with you while he speaks. “What we are looking for is a romantic partner. There are not, and will never be any expectations for you to perform in a way you are not comfortable. We want you for other reasons.” 

“Like what?” You ask, desperate to understand further. 

“Your personality, for one. The fact that we simply enjoy being in your presence. You’re intelligent, skilled, you make Stanley laugh like a child, something I have not seen anyone do in years-” 

“We want you because we’ve started falling in love with you,” Stanley cuts in, once again stopping Xeno before he can get too deep. “And you said you feel love, so it works out perfectly. If we need to fuck someone, we’ll just fuck each other.” 

The laugh that bubbles out of you at his blunt vulgarity has him grinning ear to ear. Stanley always looked happy when you laugh. Xeno, too, seems pleased at how your mood is rising a little. 

“Let us care for you,” Xeno says. “And have a little more faith. We aren’t animals.” 

“Can I think about it?” You ask. It was a big decision, whether you wanted to open your heart the way they were asking you to or to stay in your little bubble forever. There was a large part of you that was still terrified that you were going to get hurt again. 

“Of course,” Xeno says, reaching up to brush a tear you didn’t know you’d started shedding from your face. “Until then, I believe Luna has been begging you for some earrings.”

You let out another weak chuckle. 

“Yeah, she has,” You say with a soft sigh. “I…I won’t take too long. Just…give me till the end of the day, okay?”

“Of course, my dear. Should you need anything before then, though, we are still available to assist you,” Xeno says. 

“Then…can you guys help me sort some of these gemstones? The boxes are heavy as hell and I need extra hands-”

“Whatever you need,” Stanley says. “We can do it.”

I need more XenoStan x reader. Like more highschool sweethearts. I love them so much!!!

Are we....soulmates?

When I was in high school, I used to go on dates to the roller rink all the time. And I just. Imagine with me, please.

Stanley is like a newborn deer at first, and Xeno refuses to even put the skates on.

And you?

You're so good at it.

You hold Stanley's hands and help him get settled on his feet, cheering when he finally gets the hang of it. Xeno pouts from the table where all your stuff is, wanting to join you but also not wanting to break is ankles.

Stanley eventually coaxes him into it, and the three of you go around and around all holding hands. Xeno is the reason you fall at least twice, but you're all okay. A little bruised, maybe, but you're laughing, Stanley is laughing, and Xeno (though red faced) is also laughing.

At some point, the boys take a break and leave you to skate on your own. They were originally going to sit and have some water and overpriced concession food, but they get distracted just watching you.

You might not be as good as some of the others in the rink with you, all zooming around like it was their job. But you'd clearly had enough practice to look natural, and something about that was mesmerizing,

Maybe it was the lights, maybe it was the music, neither of them really know for sure. They just lean on the other side of the wall, and watch you.

Hello I'm really down bad for some StanXeno rn. I really love your StanXeno content, if you don't mind I would really love something where StanXeno go out cute high school dates with reader or some soft yandere StanXeno 🥺🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️ I swear there isn't enough content for them.

DID SOMEONE SAY SOFT YANDERE STANXENO X READER

They're obsessed with you from the day you meet. It's a day that's so inconsequential to you, but it changes everything nonetheless. Suddenly, you have constant shadows. Everywhere you go, there is at least one of them with you.

Xeno tracks your location, and will send Stanley to go get you if you linger somewhere alone for too long.

They are so endlessly sweet to you, spoiling you in any way they can. You never feel neglected with the two of them, not even when the rest of your friends stop talking to you for reasons they never give.

They're the only people you need, anyway, according to Stanley.

They buy you flowers, take you on dates, and devote their very existences to you.

Just don't leave, please. They need you, don't you know that? Everything they do is for you.

They're always careful to be gentle with you, always using soft hands and calm voices

Even when taking you home with them so that you can be by their side forever.

You never have to worry about whether they love each other more than they love you

They aren't complete without you.

Nor do you have to worry about one being jealous that you're spending time with the other.

You're theirs now, it's only natural that you spend as much time with each of them as possible.

-

On a less yandere-y note, they legit would take you out on the best dates in high school.

Between the two of them, they can afford to take you to nicer places than any other partner(s) you'd had up until that point.

Xeno likes museum dates. Likes having Stanley drive you all to different cities/states to visit their different art and science museums on the weekends.

Stanley probably offers to teach you how to shoot, and is extremely patient with you the whole time.

Whether they're yandere's or not, they still buy you flowers and nice things when they can.

One time, Xeno forged notes from all of your parents so that the three of you could leave school early to drive to see a rocket launch.

You never got caught, and it remains in your top three dates with the two loves of your life.

Slow dancing with xeno-

That's the post.

Siren anon here! Just wanted to say I loved your take on the request! Much better and clever than what I could had imagined so I'm very happy of your work! ＼(^o^)／

I'm so glad you liked it!!

Senku pulling an Odysseus-esque move and playing a mind game (like Gen taught him let's be so real) was so fun to me

I might do more with Senku and the siren...I'm considering it~

After your horror post I though what if during the sailing to america KoS met up Sirens that started to lure others into the sea but they fail in the end as Senku doesn't give even one millimeter interest to Sirens and barely manages to save his companions!

Oh but you see

Senku can be affected. He very nearly is.

They offer him answers. Not love, not sex, answers. They sing that they know the secrets of petrification, that they can tell him anything he wants to know. They sing that if he just took their hands, they'd show him all the secrets of the world.

But that's also what saves him. Because Senku does want those things, but he wants to discover them for himself. He doesn't want to take the easy way out, because then he wouldn't get to have fun, he wouldn't get to do the one thing he loves doing most.

That's what snaps him out of it, milliseconds before one of the creatures can convince him to fall into the water.

When he lays eyes on a Siren for the first time, he has no idea what he's even looking at. He'd never considered the idea that something like this could happen. But then again, Sirens and Mermaids have been in human mythology for thousands of years. They had to come from somewhere. And though he'd prefer if they were just drunken hallucinations from ancient sailors, there's nothing he can do about it now.

Because he's looking a scientific anomaly in the face, and she and her sisters want to eat him and his friends.

His mind races, digging through memory after memory, trying to remember all those stories, searching for the way to defeat them without killing them.

Senku ends up running down to where their radio is, and uses it to shout across the ship as loud as he can, hoping to drown out the sound of the incessant song in the air, and manages to startle Taiju out of his reverie. Senku tells him to plug his ears, and help him herd the rest of the crew into one of the lower parts of the ship that didn't have windows.

That's where he gets his hands on Ryusui, who he literally has to shake until his eyes snap back into focus with one of his trademark laughs. The captain of the Perseus tells Senku that Sirens are tricky. That, assuming the things outside were the same ones from ancient myth, getting out of this wasn't going to be easy. Just because he broke free of their spell once, didn't mean they couldn't entrap him in another.

These things worked outside the realm of science and fact, so the only way to defeat them was to play the game by their rules. So Senku clogs his ears with some spare wax, and leaves Ryusui and Taiju in charge of looking after the rest of the crew.

He heads up to the deck, only to find the world silent.

No more singing, no more pretty words and false promises. His eyes scan the horizon, searching for the wing-ed women who had been attempting to lure him and his friends into the depths.

"I know you're still here," He says. "No way you gave up that easily."

Something like a laugh, muffled by the wax, then a body drops in front of him, crouching on the railing of the ship.

It's easy to ignore her nakedness when she's covered in feathers.

"There you are." Senku can't stop the grin that spreads over his face. She was frighteningly beautiful, all sharp claws and birdlike eyes.

The Siren mimics his grin, showing off equally sharp teeth.

She leaps from the railing to stand at her full height. She was his size, maybe a handful of centimeters taller. Her hand lashes out, grabbing his face and tilting it to the side, eyes narrowing at the wax in his ears. Her claws dig into the softness of his cheeks, drawing blood.

"Cheat." She spats, shoving him away hard enough to make him stumble, and before he can fully steady himself, she's closing the small distance again, her wings folding neatly behind her.

"Let's play a game," Senku says quickly, backing up more. "Things like you like games, right?"

She pauses, tilting her head.

"What game?" She asks.

"A question game. Whoever can't answer the others question first loses."

"What happens to the one that loses?"

"Easy," He says. "The loser has to do what the winner asks."

She lets out a thoughtful hum, head tilting the other way not. She truly looked like some kind of humanoid bird.

"Fine. Your question." She says finally.

"What are you doing here?" Senku asks.

"We have always been here," She says, as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. "My question. Where did you go?"

He blinks, then understands.

She and the rest of her sisters hadn't been affected by petrification because they weren't human. So as far as she knew, humans just suddenly disappeared for thousands of years.

"We turned to stone," He says. "How have you survived without humans? If I remember my stories, you usually eat us."

She rolls her eyes.

"Humans stopped being good food long before you 'turned to stone'." She says. "How did you come back?"

"Science," He says. When her eyes narrow, he continues. "The stone I was trapped in was eroded through contact with nitric acid, which came from the caves near where I was stuck." It was best to keep it simple for now.

"How do you convince humans to jump into the water?" He asks.

"By knowing what's in their hearts." She says with a shrug. Of course, it was something totally natural to her, just like breathing. She probably has no other way to explain it.

It was her turn now, but instead of shooting off another question quickly as she had been, she takes a moment to consider.

"What is your name?" She asks, finally.

"Senku," He says. "I'll ask the same question. What's your name?"

She gives it, but it's in a language he's never heard, spoken with an accent that makes him dizzy. He doesn't try to repeat it.

"Where are you going?" She asks.

"America, to get what we need to start saving more humans from their stone prisons." He catches the way her expression shifts, just slightly, at his words. She seems pleased.

Senku sucks in a breath, it was time to end the game, and he had the perfect question.

"Why did the Why-Man turn humanity to stone?"

"Cheat!" She snaps, baring her sharp teeth at the question he knew she couldn't really answer, despite what had been promised to him in the songs.

"The rule is that you have to answer until you can't anymore. I never said the questions had to be something you should already know," He grins at her.

Her eyes widen, her feathers puffing out and he knows he's pissed her off. She makes a noise, something similar to an angry trill.

Then, she laughs.

"You win." She says. "I do not know why your Why-Man took humans away."

"That means you have to do what I say now," He reminds her.

"Tell me, Se-en-kuu. What you want."

"To study you. I want you to stay with me and my Kingdom of Science, and let me learn everything about you."

Her eyebrows raise.

"Is that your true desire, Se-en-kuu?" She asks. "I know you want more."

"Sure, I want plenty of things. But this is what I'm asking you for," He says. She makes another trilling noise, this one less angry but still annoyed.

"Fine. I will stay with you and your people."

"No trying to eat anyone," He says. "I need every person in good health."

"That is more than you asked for."

"Wanna play again?"

She scoffs.

"No. You cheat. I will not harm your people."

"Good Siren."

"You are, as I have heard it said, treading on thin ice."

sigh.. recently got into stanxeno x reader.. more so stanxeno x reader where it's like.. highschool sweethearts yadda yadda.. sobs.. ..can i have even just hcs i am this desperate . (also if i forget to unanon this pretend you dont see what account this is because im an rp blog)

(not me being lowkey jealous of you being an rp blog I haven't done something like that in so long-)

StanXeno x Reader as high school friends turned sweethearts is everything to me, I am more than happy to indulge you.

You end up standing up for Xeno in the beginning of your freshman year when he's being bullied by your friends

They all roll their eyes and turn their noses up and tell you that he's a loser who isn't worth your protection.

You've gone to the same school as him your whole life

You just never ran in the same circles, so you never got to really talk to him before

But even still, you argue that he's actually pretty cool, and didn't they know he was your friend too?

Yeah, you totally hang out all the time when you aren't with them

Oh, prove it? Um, well, uh-

"He builds rockets!" You shout it after a quick, panicked scan, where you see a NASA pin on his backpack.

"We-we were even planning on setting one off this weekend!" You add, face burning with mild embarrassment.

You just hoped you weren't making things worse.

A teacher ends up breaking everything up, and sending you all on your way

After rushing out an apology, you practically run from him.

Your friends refuse to let you sit with them at lunch, leaving you flailing for somewhere else to go that wasn't already full

That's when a hand grabs your elbow, startling you.

Stanley Snyder, objectively the most beautiful boy in your grade, is who stands there.

"Sit with us," He says, giving you a little tug.

You let him drag your bewildered form away from the table of scowling former friends, all the way to the other side of the lunchroom.

Xeno looks up from his lunch when Stanley drops his stuff onto the table and sits across from him.

You hesitantly join them, sitting to the right of Stanley, just off from being directly across from Xeno

When you ask why they invited you to sit with them, Xeno raises an eyebrow and says, in the most casual way possible,

"We're friends, aren't we?"

You flush, but you don't argue.

You had been the one to make that claim

And never once, in the days that follow, do you regret it

You do, in fact, set off a small rocket that weekend

You find out, about a year and a half later, that that had been the day Xeno fell in love with you.

Stanley's affection came soon after, since you started spending every day with the two of them

There is an intense Mario Kart battle between the two of them that you don't know about that decides who gets to kiss you first

(Xeno won, though Stanley insists he threw the match on purpose)

Dr STONE has such horror movie potential i mean just think about it

Its been three thousand and seven hundred years. The Earth reclaimed everything. The Old Things come back.

The fae, cryptids, megafauna, and so on.

21st century humans having to relearn how to live and survive with Those That Were Here First again.