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
StanXeno x Fem!Reader as high school friends turned lovers.
I have no regrets
Content warning: bullying, harassment, mild violence, smoking, suggestive
"Oh my God, have you seen the new girl?" It's almost cliche, the way the group of girls giggle over the latest hot school gossip.
"Right? I mean, come on with that outfit!"
They quiet when Stanley walks by, giggling for a whole new reason now. One girl twirls her hair around her finger, batting her eyelashes, but he just keeps moving. He had no interest in people like that, but that only seems to make them swoon over him more once he passes.
He makes a hard left, the school chemistry lab just ahead, with Xeno likely already inside.
"Yo," He says, throwing the door open. Several other science club students startle, but Xeno doesn't budge. He stands calmly, carefully mixing chemicals and noting the reactions.
"Stanley," Xeno says. "You made it."
"Uh-huh." Stanley kicks out a chair from a nearby table and drops himself into it.
The lab returns to its quiet bustle, the other students focusing again on their experiments and reports. Stanley idly glances around the room, watching each and every one of them for a moment before letting his gaze settle on Xeno.
Xeno's eyebrows are knitted tightly, his eyes entirely focused on the delicate chemicals. His gaze never wavers, his attention never strays.
"You see the new student today?" Stanley asks once he finally gets bored of watching Xeno drop one chemical into another at an excruciatingly slow pace.
"Indeed. She and I share our third period computer science class together," Xeno says, voice soft as if he worried being too loud could ruin his experiment.
"Mm."
"And you, Stanley?"
"American Lit. Fifth period. She sits next to me."
"How lucky for her."
Stanley chuckles and rolls his eyes. He tucks his hands into his jacket pockets, toying with the lighter he hid within one of them. He was itching for a smoke, but the last time he got caught on campus he was threatened with suspension, which he couldn't afford right now.
The two fall once again into silence, but that wasn't uncommon. They'd known each other for so long that they rarely needed to talk too much about little nothings anymore. At most, Xeno may make a few idle comments about whatever he was testing, but any real conversation would likely wait until they were in Stanley's car on the way home.
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"Um..."
Xeno's eyes lift, finding the source of the voice standing in front of him, anxiously gripping a notebook.
"Yes?" He asks. You shift your weight from foot to foot, the tips of your ears a cute pink.
"The teacher...said to work with a partner on the, uh, project she assigned?" You say it like a question, as if you weren't totally sure you were correct in what you'd been told.
"Ah, did she? I apologize, I wasn't listening." It was a lie, of course, he'd heard the instructions perfectly clearly. He was used to working mostly alone, so he was a bit surprised that you had approached him.
"Do...do you mind?" You ask, cheeks turning pink now. He can hear the sounds of some other girls giggling, the weight of their stares heavy on his shoulders. So, you'd been denied by everyone else, it seems.
"Of course not," He says, gesturing for you to take a seat by him. You let out a relieved sigh, grabbing a chair from a nearby desk and settling it across from him, gingerly setting your notebook down on the top of his desk. "We haven't yet met officially, my name is Xeno."
You tell him your name, smiling sheepishly when he repeats it carefully back to you.
"I look forward to working with you."
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You dust your hands over your shirt, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. Xeno had said to meet him in his club's classroom after school so that the two of you could go home together and work on your project, but you couldn't help feeling nervous.
Making friends in this new school had been really difficult, but he had been very nice to you the past few days, so you felt hopeful that you might be able to come out of this assignment with someone you could continue to talk to and maybe hang out with on weekends. But that relied on you not totally fucking this up and making him hate you on accident.
You start to reach for the door, jumping a little when it swings open from the inside.
"Oh," The young man who looks down at you is downright stunning. You'd seen him before, of course, he was your desk neighbor in your American Literature class. But this was the first time you'd heard his voice, the first time he'd actually paid you any attention. "Hey."
"Hi," You say softly. "I'm...looking for Xeno?"
"Inside," He says, brushing by you and heading down the hall, hands stuffed in his leather jacket pockets. He didn't strike you as the kind of person to be in the science club, but anything was possible.
Stepping inside the room, it's exactly what you expected. There are are several students inside, some in groups while some worked individually. Xeno stood at a desk in the front right corner, his back to you as you walk further in. He turns to glance at you when you softly call his name upon approach, offering you a kind smile.
"Give me one moment to finish this and we will leave shortly," He says, waving for you to come closer and sit in the chair that rested at his side. You decide to work on some homework while you wait, carefully balancing both a textbook and your notebook on your lap.
It takes about an hour for Xeno to finish what he's working on and clean his station, but soon enough he's giving you a gentle nudge and telling you it was time to go. He smiles when you scramble to pack your things up and throw your backpack over your shoulders.
"My friend Stanley will be driving us," He says, leading you from the room. "I hope you don't mind, he'll be sticking around for the rest of the day."
"That's fine!" You say, perhaps a little too eagerly. Xeno smiles again at you.
"Excellent," He says. You follow him through the halls, pausing at his locker long enough for him to transfer a few items to and from his bag, then out into the parking lot. He walks slightly ahead of you once you exit the doors, his pace picking up the moment you both hit fresh air.
He pauses at the edge of the sidewalk where parents would pick up students who didn't drive yet or ride the bus, but the two of you only wait about a minute and a half before a car whips around, stopping just in front of you. The passenger window slides down, and in the driver's seat, you see the beautiful boy from earlier leaning over the middle console to look at the two of you.
"Get in," He says. You note the cigarette between his teeth, wondering now if that was the reason he'd left in such a hurry.
Xeno opens the back door to deposit his bag, taking yours from you to do the same before telling you to sit up front.
"Don't worry," He says when you hesitate. "Stan doesn't bite."
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Stanley Snyder does, in fact, bite. He just doesn't bare his teeth until he has to.
You get comfortable around him pretty quickly, which seems to drive every girl in the school totally insane. Not that you could blame them, Stanley was objectively beautiful and ignored just about everyone.
On a typical day, he's calm-if not a bit lazy-and generally collected. He sticks close to Xeno, which means that as you and the young scientist get closer, he begins sticking to you as well. He talks to you in class now, leaning over to mumble bad jokes that make you laugh too hard to be ignored by the teacher.
But today was not your typical day.
You'd been on you way to meet Xeno and Stanley for your after school hangout and homework time, when you were cornered by a senior guy by your locker. He'd leaned against the lockers, grinning and proud at the way you startled at the sight of him. You tied to go around, but he moved to purposefully block you, keeping himself in front of you so that you couldn't break and run.
"I just wanna talk to you," He says.
"I really don't want to talk to you," You say, trying to scoot around him, only to fail yet again. You were getting frustrated and a little scared. Xeno and Stanley were waiting for you, you didn't want them to leave you behind just because some asshole wanted to make himself feel big.
"C'mon, you hang out with that science club freak and his pretty faced boytoy all the time, why don't you spend your day with someone else, huh?" He asks, reaching to make a grab for you. His words make you flush a bit in anger. Sure, you knew Stanley and Xeno were something (they weren't exactly subtle), but to have it thrown at your face as if it's a bad thing made you absolutely livid.
Who was this guy to talk about your friends that way? He didn't know them! How dare he!
"Don't talk about them like that!" You snap, just barely too slow to avoid the hand that clasps around your forearm. The boy in front of you scowls, his grip on your arm tightening to a bruising hold.
"Come hang with me, and I'll show you what a real man is," He sneers, making your face flush even hotter.
"I said no!"
"Don't be such a little prude-"
What happens next happens so fast that it takes far longer than it should for you to process. The boy holding to you is jerked backwards hard enough to force him to release you, though you also stumble forward a few steps at the sudden movement. Then, before you can blink, Stanley has him slammed into the floor. He stands over him, frighteningly calm despite the hard glare his golden eyes burn into your harasser.
"Pretty sure when a lady tells you no, you're supposed to back the fuck off," Stanley hisses, his voice dripping with sarcasm and anger.
You can't help jumping a little when those sharp eyes flit up to look at you, though you note how they soften at the sight of you're slightly shaking figure.
"You alright?" He asks. You nod quickly.
"Y-yeah, I'm good. Can we go?" You ask, taking a tentative step towards him.
"Course we can," He says, stepping back from the other boy and lifting an arm for you to tuck yourself under. He holds you against his side, escorting you without further issue outside to where Xeno had been left waiting.
You don't question where he goes after he and Xeno discover the hand-shaped bruise on your arm, nor do you question why that same boy comes to school several days later with two broken hands and a black eye.
Something inside you already knows that Stanley did it for you.
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Your relationship shifts suddenly one night after graduation.
The three of you are in your room, Xeno leaning against your pillows with a book in his hand while you sit in the middle of you bed, makeup strewn around you, and Stanley sits on the edge, leaned forward so you can paint his face as you see fit.
"Open," You say. Stanley huffs in amusement, parting his lips so that you can press the lipstick against his waiting mouth, swiping your favorite deep purple across his surprisingly soft looking lips.
"Now rub."
He hums, doing as instructed. You pick up a little pocket mirror and open it, handing it to him so that he can look at your handiwork.
"Not bad," He says, turning his head left and right to fully inspect his new face.
"The dark lips suit you, Stan," Xeno says, peering over his book to take a look for himself, earning an amused hum from Stanley.
Its in this moment that you realize how close Stanley had gotten. His face mere inches from yours, eyes heavy with...something. Something heavy, something wanting. It makes you flush and shuffle backwards on instinct alone.
Stanley follows, crawling after you, backing you up even further. He doesn't stop until you're literally in Xeno's lap, the other young man letting out a noise of annoyance and frustration.
"Must we do this now?" Xeno asks, letting his book fall to his side, his arms wrapping around your middle as if to guard you from Stanley, who pouts. It was always quite the sight to see, when his lower lip stuck out and his eyebrows furrowed like that.
"Don't act all innocent right now, Xee," Stanley says, smirking when both he and you notice that one of Xeno's hands has snuck under the hem of your shirt, his fingertips gingerly brushing over the soft skin of your side.
Your whole body feels warm, heart hammering in your chest. Weren't they partners? What was happening right now?
Stanley creeps closer, effectively sandwiching you between the two.
"Hey," He says, voice low. "Wanna make out?" His question flusters you just as much as Xeno's continuing touch. It felt so out of character for him, yet he still sounded so like himself.
You must nod, or agree in some other way, because before you know it, Stanley's lips are on yours, smearing his freshly done lipstick all over you. His tongue ends up in your mouth, and you suddenly become very aware of how much more experience he has.
He pulls back slightly, lips drifting from yours to press kisses to your cheeks and jaw while you pant softly. Both of Xeno's hands are up your shirt now, his wicked fingers making you shiver.
"What's the verdict?" Xeno murmus, pressing his own lips the soft spot between your neck and shoulder.
"Perfect," Stanley hums, sinking his teeth into your other shoulder, kissing the spot when you wince.
"Quite the conclusion you've come to," Xeno says, one hand sliding from your torso to your chin, turning your head as far as it would comfortably go to look back at him. "I think I'd like to give my own opinion, if I may."
"Okay," You breathe, drunk on all the attention.
Xeno's kiss is slower, more exploratory. He doesn't devour you, like Stanley had, but that doesn't change how good it was.
Both of them kissed you like they wanted you, like they'd wanted you for a while, and by the time the night ends, all three of you are covered in lipstick.
I don't know Aurora enough to give any real analysis, this is just the headcanon I have so far, I need way more data.
Like I'm low-key getting Aurora X Tsukasa vibes, both had a rough childhood, and maybe Aurora (even if not agreeing) would understand Tsukasa's reasoning. And he's good with kids.
So is Ukyo, kind and sweet, but he seems too idk not enough of a presence? (No offense)
I feel like she needs someone who has a strong presence.
She has a strong taste and smell to me, dark purple kinda plum-ish like a very chaotic drunk summer night but not the 🏖️🐚☀️😎 vibes, rather 🌆🏍️💫💜
Okay I'm stopping here because I think I'm completely off and also I forgot what I was talking about and what I wanted to add and what my overall message was.
Aurora is very chaotic drunk summer night coded
Ukyo and Tsukasa are actually fairly good options. They're both patient and can roll with the metaphorical punches.
She'd definitely see Tsukasa's point, but think how we went about it was too much. She'd love how he's willing to own up to his mistakes and become a better person. Him being good with kids is just a nice bonus.
Ukyo is the type to help her stay grounded in reality. Aurora can get lost in her own head sometimes, so having someone willing to go find her and bring her back is a plus. He doesn't have much of a presence, but she has a big enough personality for both of them.
They're both good options for her for sure.
To re-write my Boku no Stress Relief series, or not to re-write my Boku no Stress Relief series...
Ugh, I have too much I want to do. I need to finish like three different CoD fics still TT_TT
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.”
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'm exhausted
Fill my ask box with questions for me to answer in the morning while I work on these last few requests I have in my drafts
okay goodnight
is it okay if you make a Gen (n)sfw alphabet also? :> pls and thank you~!
I am so sorry, I just did a SFW version for Gen.
I hardcore am struggling with doing the NSFW list and I'm not totally sure why. I'm gonna keep working on it, and I might post it later once I'm happy with it.
Gen x gn!Reader
Affection:
Not super affectionate to anyone other to his closest friends or lover
Will come lean on you at random to feel the warmth of you
Best friend:
Either the best or worst friend you could ever have (in a good way)
Is always willing to sit and listen to you talk whenever you need
But will also always have something sassy to say
Cuddles:
Loves to snuggle up next to you
Will just come lay his head in your lap if he’s had a hard day
Domestic:
He’s a secret housewife no I will take no criticism
Wants to settle down, but is a little worried he won’t be able to
Ending:
Puts on his coldest emotional mask
Because he knows [thinks] the crueler he is, the easier it will be for both of you to move on
Cries about it later
Fiance(e):
Goes back and forth on whether he wants to be married
Or just have a life partner
Gentle:
Always uses soft hands and voices with you
Even when you’re arguing, his tone is even and he doesn’t yell too often
Hugs:
Will tell you he doesn’t want one, but will literally huff and puff and pout if you don’t give him one
He wants to be held he just can’t always be honest about it
I love you:
He takes his time to say it
He doesn’t want you to think he’s lying, or saying it just to say it
He wants to make sure you know he means it
Jealousy:
“Jealous? Me? No~”
He says, giving the person one of the darkest looks anyone has ever seen
Kisses:
Loves kissing all over your face
Especially your forehead
Will blow a raspberry into your cheek before kissing it sometimes
Loves his slow, sensual kisses when you’re alone
Little ones:
Wants a big family
Gen loves kids don’t let him lie to you
Morning:
Mornings are always slow
He likes sleeping in
You have to pull him out of bed some days
Can be lured with coffee
Night:
Gen loves his quiet time once the sun goes down
It’s when he gets to just be himself with you the most often
No mask, no worry about anyone else seeing under his metaphorical armor
Likes to just pull you into bed and lay with his head on your chest
Open:
Can, has, and will continue to lie to your face
It takes a long time before he can be fully honest and vulnerable with you
He’s trying, but he struggles a lot with the idea of being seen
Patience:
His patience level is pretty moderate
Can get frustrated easily, but is careful not to always show it
Quizzes:
He’s highly observant and has a good memory
Remember:
His favorite memory of you is your first meeting
You’d been visiting the TV studio where he was performing that day
You’d had a friend on the production team, and you had brought them lunch since you were nearby, and had been invited to stay and wait until your friend was done
You’d taken one look at Gen
Scanned him up and down
Then said
“I like your nails.”
And walked away.
It was such a small comment, but you were the first to really ever make it
Usually his manager was fussing at him for painting his nails, even though it was something he just did for fun
He’d had a hard time not looking at them for the rest of the show
After the filming was done, he’d grabbed you just before you and your friend could leave together
And asked if you’d come back tomorrow
“I’m thinking of repainting my nails,” He’d lied. “Since you seem to have an eye for it, I’d like you to come and help me pick a new color.”
You’d agreed, thinking nothing of it. But he never did stop asking you to come back.
Security:
Will absolutely dig his heels in as hard as he can if you even hint at doing something dangerous
He knows he’s not physically able to protect you, even if he wanted to, so please just don’t.
Is on edge the whole time you’re near someone who could hurt you in any capacity
Stresses if you get separated in a chaotic situation
Try:
See Domestic
Gen likes to have a clean house, and has no issues doing it himself
Will bring you just because flowers on random days
And though he prefers his nights in, will absolutely surprise you with romantic dates out
Ugly:
Literally cannot be vulnerable 100% with anyone
There is a high chance he’s lying to you about at least one thing
Vanity:
Acts all proud
But actually doesn’t think much of his looks
In his words, he’s just alright.
Whole:
Absolutely cannot be separated from you
Wherever you go, he goes
Xtra:
Loves to paint his nails and wear makeup
Has made comments about Stanley’s choice in lipstick more than once
“It’s just so not your color, Stanley. You should really try a nice red-”
Yuck:
Cannot stand people who don’t wash their hands
He’s not a massive germaphobe, but cleanliness is really important to him
Zzz:
You will often wake up in the middle of the night to him lying on top of you
He never starts the night that way
He just ends up there
Struggles to fall asleep alone once he gets used to having you in bed with him
Hi! I just read your relationship headcanons with Senku, and just wanted to say THANK YOU! I'm so tired of fics and hc where he hates touches, huges, never kisses his s/o, doesn't do sex and doesn't care about s/o at all. The way you write about him is exactly how i see him in relationship. Thank you so much, i dont know who you are, but i already love you
I'm glad you vibe with my vision of Senku as much as I do ^-^
(I rewrote this like fifteen times because I keep wanting to write a whole ass essay I love him that much)
x gn!reader
Anyone else you wanna see?
General:
Ryusui loves physical contact, he just doesn't get a whole lot of it
He suffers from being surrounded by people who are too afraid to really touch him due to his status or general attitude
The most affection he gets from his family is the occasional shoulder pat or firm handshake
But he wants more, and he is determined to get it come hell or high water.
The problem is that he doesn't really know how to get the affection he wants. He can't force it, or pay someone, it just doesn't work that way. He has to earn it, and with his personality, that can be hard (not that he'd ever admit it)
With His Partner
You coming along is his biggest win, in his humble opinion
You are so free with your affection, he's obsessed.
Has to be wherever you are at all times just so that he can be holding your hand, leaning on you, or smushing you as close to his body as he can without hurting you
Purposefully has a bed that's just barely big enough to hold both of you so that he can be fully wrapped around you all night
PLEASE let him lay on you while you're both naked, this man loves his skin-to-skin time (not necessarily in a nsfw way but be prepared for what that can cause this man is obsessed with you)
Lowkey gets a little huffy when you touch someone else, even if it's on accident or 100% necessary
His absolute favorite thing in the world is when you hold his face in your hands.
Oh, I have a question. If you could change anything in Dr Stone, no matter how small a detail it is, what would it be?
I'd have them revive a surgeon before setting out to America. They had the resources, and it baffles me that nobody thought of it. I mean, yeah, it's for plot. But still.
Oh that's a tough one. I'm going to answer now, but I may come back to this later as I'm doing a rewatch of it currently.
I definitely agree that they should have thought about getting themselves a medical professional. After all, they may not have known about the American colony, but at this point how many times has someone been seriously hurt?
For me, though, I feel like most of my complaints are tiny little nitpicky things like "Why did Senku choose to do that instead of this" and "I don't think that's how that works actually"
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