The Last Texts Between Senku And His Long Distance Crush Friend

When Senku gets older — not old persay, maybe 30 or so — he lets his hair sit down. Brushes it back, making it look like Byakuya's did, only green at the ends instead of grey. He denies it to everyone, and of course there's no way to prove it's the same; there's no photographic evidence that Byakuya even existed.

And maybe that's why he does it. His way to let him live on in the new world as something more than a village founder, even though not a shred of dna remains.

Sorry, I keep spamming questions without asking if it's okay lol is it bothersome?

It's totally fine! I'm taking a break from working on requests tonight, so your questions give me something to do in the meantime :3

Dr STONE AU based on my horror movie post where the reason Stanley shoots at the Kingdom of Science is initially because he's not sure they're actual people.

They'd been dealing with American folklore. Shape changers and things that can look and act human, and mimic voices and cast illusions.

Stanley who, when they panic and run, realizes that they very much are real actual human people. No, not just people. Kids. Children and young adults barely older than Luna.

Xeno is still very much holding to his goal of total power, but the two of them decide to herd the young scientists towards their colony, instead of away, for the sake of keeping both science and humanity from falling to The Things That Were Here First.

Finding out that the cryptids of lore and legend only lingered in one or two places because of restrictions placed on them by the growth of humanity.

Mothman is in California

The ancient mines in Appalachia have been leaking Things for hundreds of years that have wandered west as well.

Senku, who picked up a Siren along the way, fighting with his want to study every creature that he sees, while also having to deal with the little girl with glowing eyes who keeps trying to lure Suika into the forest alone.

Ukyo, who has to keep his ears stuffed with wax because he can hear the language They speak behind the trees, a language so ancient and unknown it's starting to affect his mind.

Stanley, who has to speak softly and with little expression, so that when The Thing That Looks Like Him comes back around the others know It's a Fake.

...anyway I gotta finish these requests and get back to To the Moon and Back so I can write this next

Heyy if that's okay could i request Gen crushing on Senku's sibling? But unlike Senku who's obsessed with science they are a huge history nerd/historian? And they love to randomly infodump with the weirdest, crudest, freakiest history "fun" facts they know lol, them and Senku are menaces togheter lol

I will try my best! I cannot claim to be big on history, myself, so I had to do research and hope for the best.

Gen x Reader

Gen liked you. 

He wasn’t so proud as to not admit that to himself. You were Senku’s wild-eyed sibling who had a head filled with history on so many different places and peoples, it never failed to amaze him what you did and didn’t know. What also amazed him, was how much of that history was gruesome murders and bathroom habits. It weirded the others out just as much as Senku’s long-winded science lectures exhausted and confused them. 

But there was something in the way you spoke, the way you would get more and more excited about what you were talking about. While Senku tended to stay pretty relaxed when lecturing, you’d start talking with your hands, words coming faster every third sentence until you were nearly unintelligible. It could get a little concerning when you and Senku shared tangents together, though. You fed off each other’s energy, and could keep going just between the two of you for hours if not stopped. 

But Gen liked to listen. Mostly to you, of course, as he found your miniature lectures far more interesting and easy to follow than Senku’s science courses. He also liked the way your face lit up when someone asked for more information on whatever topic you were talking about, liked how your eyes seemed to glitter and your smile grew wider. It made his heart leap in his chest, his stomach twisting in anxious knots.

“What are you thinking about, my dear?” Gen’s voice startles you a bit. You blink out of your reverie, looking at him as he slides to the empty spot next to you. 

“The moon,” You say, turning back to look up at the great glowing mass beyond the stars. 

“Because that’s where we’re hoping to go?” 

“Mmhm. Well, sort of. I was lowkey wondering if Buzz Aldrin’s piss was still floating around up there.”

Gen chokes on his own spit at your mumbled words. 

“And…why would that be?” He’s a little scared to ask. 

“The part of his suit that collected urine busted, so he ended up peeing himself while he was up there,” You say with a shrug, as if it’s the most basic knowledge in the world. 

“I would think it floated away a long time ago,” Gen says. You give another little shrug, shifting to lean into his side a little. You liked to do that while you were thinking, though he’d noted recently that you only did it to him. 

“Maybe. But how funny would it be if our stone world astronauts got a face full of it while they were looking for Why-Man?” You snort and laugh, the sound of it so purely infectious that he can’t help chuckling along with you. 

“You certainly know all kinds of things,” Gen says, his gaze on you warm. 

“I was bored at school a lot.”

“Tell me something else,” He says, his heart trying to jump from his chest when one of those smiles brightens your face. 

“Medieval Europeans used to put animals on trial,” You said. “The little criminals had lawyers and everything.” 

“What would be the point of that, exactly?” 

“To maintain peace and order.” 

“Ah…of course.” 

You giggle at his skepticism. 

“Here’s one Senku likes,” You say. “Scientists weren’t always called scientists.” 

“Right, they were alchemists, I believe.”

“Oooh,” You lean a little more on him, the heat of your body making his face flush. “So close, Gen. Alchemists were sort of like ancient magicians. Scientists were actually called natural philosophers, sometimes savants. The word Scientist itself wasn’t coined until the 1830’s.” 

You stand back up straight, turning to face him, and Gen knows he’s in for more. 

“It was created by William Whewell. He was a historian. The word is supposed to pay homage to the word artist, which honestly makes perfect sense to me. Science is an art. Oh! Speaking of the 19th century, did you know that they used to do full on seances in the white house?”

“No, I didn’t,” He’s pretty sure he’d read that somewhere, but you looked so excited, he couldn’t bring himself to stop you. 

“Yeah! So, when President Lincoln’s son died in…” You pause, searching your mind for the correct date before moving on. “1862, if memory serves, his wife totally lost her gourd and hired people to come in and try to contact the dead. Which is totally bogus, by the way. If ghosts existed, they’d be made of purely energy, so I’m not sure they would actually be able to speak in the way we think.” 

“Is that so?” He’s leaning on the railing of the ship now, head tilted in a way that he hopes tells you he’s interested, rather than calculating. 

“Mmhm! Oh! Speaking of ghosts-” 

Your name is called, Senku waving at you from the doorway leading down into the lower floors of the Perseus. 

“Hey, quit flirting with the mentalist and come here, will ya?” Senku calls, sounding bored and a little disgusted. 

“M’kay,” You call back, leaving Gen reeling a bit over the small fact that you hadn’t corrected Senku when you’d been accused of flirting with him. 

You turn and start towards Senku, who lets you move past him down the stairs, pausing before following. 

“By the way, mentalist,” Senku calls. “If you’re gonna make a move, just make it already. I’m tired of watching you two dance around each other.” 

Gen lets out a chuckle, feeling rather embarrassed. Of course if anyone had noticed his growing feelings for you, it would be Senku. 

“I have no idea what you mean, dear Senku,” Gen says, lifting his eyes to look at the moon. He hears Senku scoff, but the scientist says nothing else.

I saw someone say that Senku probably counts to keep from falling asleep out of pure anxiety and I can't find the post now but how fucking dare you put that idea in my head while I'm trying to write a fanfiction.

It's bad enough he's horrendously touch starved and desperately lonely.

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~

My computer is fixed but now I'm tired so

Anything left in my ask box overnight will be answered whenever I wake up tomorrow, and I have some requests queued for you all as well to see while I'm working through my backlog

Okay goodnight

Hiiiii

Quick question

Are you alright with people yapping to you about their ocs- and fic ideas?

- totally not 🌙

Hello person who is definitely not Moon

I am totally okay with being yapped at about ocs and fic ideas! Just be prepared for me to have my own excited thoughts about whatever you send me because I am very supportive of people having fun with fandom

Manga spoiler ahead

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Do you like the reveal of Why-Man?

A potential unpopular opinion here but

Yeah, I do.

I called it the minute they were introduced, and I felt super vindicated by the reveal.

And I am beyond hype to see how they animate that whole ordeal.

Not a request but a wish for you that the day is good and you can get good rest! Take it easy and give some care to yourself. Here's some tea for ya 🫖🍵

That's so sweet! Thank you!

I hope everyone gets to have time to rest and take care of themselves today. I'll share my tea~