Writing angst for an upcoming chapter of To the Moon and Back today.
Who wants to bet I make myself cry over Senku?
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
What's a ship that overrated/underrated, and do you have a favourite ship (in Dr. Stone and general all fandoms)?
I like SenGen a lot. They have good chemistry together, whether romantic or platonic.
As for over/under rated, I think a lot of ships are pretty equal. There are some I don't get, but I'm not one to yuck someone's yum unless it's an especially toxic or dangerous ship (like, say, anything with Ibara or incestuous and yes. I've seen both.)
As for my all time favorite ship in general? Oh boy that's hard. I don't have one that comes to mind immediately that stands above all others, but i do have a favorite in every fandom I'm in.
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.”
HELLO THIS IS 🦐 AGAIN!!! ANNND I have a request!
I've seen about your ukyo x mermaid!reader and it got me thinking I have some fics with the same theme, hear me out!!
Mermaid reader that live in the middle of the ocean, like an orca mermaid following other orcas and migrating peacefully until A DAMN GIGANTE BROWN THING APPEARS OUT OF NOWHERE IN THE SEA???? Mermaid!reader gets like: "???wtf is that, I never seen or heard of anything like that in my entire life" and then proceeds to approach the gigant brown thing that floats and moves strangely fast for something that doesn't has fins. Reader keeps approaching carefully and alert to any signs of aggression til the point she can touch the giant thing and realizes it's not something alive, it doesn't react to touch or any contact at all. She was thinking about what in the damn seas could that be when she hears noises that look like something communicating up on the surface. She emerged and started to follow the sound, noticing it comes from even above. (Skipping some stuff to get straight to the point I want , but I'm sure you know what happened in the meantime 🙏)
After finding a hole in the structure, reader was FINALLY able to see what was inside the floating island. That's when she sees the Kos talking in a barely recognizable language, it did ring a bell but it sounded odd at the same time, reader could only catch some words here and there, something about fish, catching, food, etc. She was trying to figure more words when Gen noticed a little face peaking from from the side of the Perseus, pearls eyes watching carefully while they talked, he could recognize the look of curiosity in those eyes, and he kept looking out for them, to curious to pay attention to the conversation. That's until Senku also find the light pink eyes stalking them. Reader jumped straight into the waters and submerged to keep hidden from the strange creatures, hiding down the boat hull (don't know if the spell is correct) when she sees heads looking around in the water, looking for her.
She didn't know if they were dangerous, but surely the curiosity was getting into her to follow them and see where they want to go.
(ok, I gotta go back to studying for my exams now :D, wish me luck on that. Also, do you think I should start posting my own ideas? I don't know if my writing is good enough for that 😔. Hope you have a good day!!)
Okay first of all. Fantastic concept I genuinely love it
Secondly
Yes. All of this yes. PLEASE start sharing more of your ideas I want to see them!!!
She keeps following the ship, stealing glances at the strange creatures wandering around it when she can. The more she observes them, the more she thinks perhaps she has heard of them. Stories told by her elders of Those That Walk On Two Legs.
But those things disappeared long before she was born! What were so many of them doing on the water like this?
One night, she gets brave, and taps on the small window to get someone's attention. No one comes at first, so she tries again.
Hyoga is the one on my mind currently as I write this, so let's say he's the one to finally open the window and look to see what was going on. And he just sees her staring back up at him with those big eyes, and has no idea what to do.
Sure, he could be dreaming. But he didn't remember going to bed in the first place. And if he pinched himself, he'd find he was very much awake.
I just woke up in a cold sweat with the words
"Senku might be vaguely suicidal"
In my head, and now i want to curl back up and cry because why would my brain do that to me
Oh I LOVE long lists, so if it's not too much to ask for, I'd be thrilled
Okay but I ask for ABSOLUTELY NO JUDGEMENT on some of these okay just hear me out-
*ahem* In no particular order, the lists are as follows:
I actually cut this list down really hard just to stuff I will write/yap about because I realized that if I didn't this post would take forever to make but trust me when I say I could go on.
Anime:
Dr STONE
Berserk
Hunter x Hunter
Naruto
Apothecary Diaries
Trigun
My Hero Academia
Hellsing + Hellsing Ultimate
Yu Gi Oh (Original series mostly, though I do love how crazy it's gotten in the past several years)
To Your Eternity
Erased
Yuri on Ice
Yona of the Dawn
Video Games:
Danganronpa (I'm currently slowly making my way through V3 but it's so much longer than the other ones I swear to god-)
Call of Cuty
Baldur's Gate 3
Poppy Playtime
Homicipher
Stardew Valley
Final Fantasy XII
Final Fantasy XV (it was good. Fight me.)
Persona 5
Other:
Phantom of the Opera
Pride & Prejudice
Any horror movie I've seen (there are so many)
Dungeons and Dragons
Has anyone else thought about the fact that Stanley is probably really happy he doesn't have to shave his hair short anymore.
Like. Mans was a US Marine, the rule is 3 inches. His hair is well over 3 inches long.
Anyway I think Stanley keeps his hair long on purpose because that's how he used to have it as a kid and he feels better with it this way.
In a world of soulmates, you're only ever told that when you find The One, you'll know. But they never tell you exactly how, because for everyone, it's different.
Simon goes through his life feeling the same about everyone he meets. No one gives him any weird butterflies or epiphanies, nor does he feel especially drawn to any one person.
He has friends and coworkers, and plenty of pretty women who bat their eyelashes in hopes that he was their fated partner. But never once had he really...cared. So when you come into the picture, he has no idea what the fuck is wrong with him.
Looking at you makes his chest feel heavy, touching you makes his skin itch, and being apart from you makes him feel like he's dying.
Your smile lights him on fire, your voice the only one that can pull him from any and every thought. All he wants to do is keep you.
When he asks Price about it, because he has no one else to trust, he gets an odd look, then a slow smile. Then his captain pats him on the shoulder, and gives him a fond congratulations.
It still takes him almost five years to accept you for what you are to him.
Apparently I have Hyoga on the brain tonight
He's a better person than he makes himself out to be, and I will take no criticism on that.
Local Cryptid with chronic brainrot. I take fic requests
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