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Hi! I'm the anon that requested a while ago the Xeno/Stanley/jewel maker asexual. Loved the story you made for it, thank you so much ♡

If you feel like writing, my request would be Xeno and/or Stanley spending time with their gn!reader romantic partner, who's spending time in party or somewhere where there's a lot people. For a moment they get separated and then they find them being kissed and being far too close to someone.

Despite the smile and laugh reader does, the person is total stranger for them and trying to keep the stranger rather talking than kissing them. The reader is feeling very overwhelmed and silently pleading someone to get them out of the situation because they are afraid ro tell no and leaving is hard from the tight hug the stranger has them in and they don't want to resolve in violence.

After the intervention the reader would very much want to be more close to Xeno/&Stan and have more familiar closenes and affection after that unpleasant attention.

This request could be a follow up for the previous story but this can also be entirely it's own thing. I just wish to read Xeno and/or Stanley being protective over their romantic ace partner and soothe them calm with hugs and soft kisses ;w;

Am I happy with how this turned out? No not totally. However, I got it done and that's a good thing right?

Potential content warning for harassment

The car was silent. 

There were no words spoken, no music playing through the speakers, nothing. Just pure and tense silence. No one knew what to say, where to even start, or if they should have a discussion at all. It hadn’t been your fault, that much all three of you knew. But even still. Stanley did just beat someone near to death in front of so many people.  

The party had been going so well. You’d been having fun being out with the two of them, drinking and just being merry. But then you’d gotten separated, and someone had taken advantage of that. He’d pulled you aside, clung to you, and even kissed you without your permission. You’d tried to be calm and casual, tried to laugh off his actions as something done because he was totally inebriated. But no matter how hard you’d tried, he hadn’t wanted to let you go. 

You’d made eye contact with Stanley, who had been looking for you, from across the room. He’d seen the building panic in your expression and snapped, rushing to your aid and putting the other man practically through the wall. It was easy to forget how viciously protective he could be sometimes.

A long sigh breaks the silence that had been sitting between you all for the past several minutes. 

“Before you start-” Stanley speaks first, but gets cut off.

“Just what were you thinking?” Xeno asks. “There were better ways to handle that situation.” 

“Heat of the moment,” Stanley says, earning himself another long, frustrated sigh. Xeno hadn’t seen what happened, but he’d been made aware of it.

“Regardless, you should have known better,” Xeno says. 

“Yeah, I got it. I won’t do it again.” 

You stay quiet in the back seat, just staring out the window until the car parks at your apartment, and the three of you head inside. 

You get Stanley an ice pack for his bruising knuckles, moving around your shared space to keep yourself busy. You didn’t want to think about what had happened, or what could have happened, if someone hadn’t stepped in. Sure, it could have been handled non-violently, but at least you were safe. 

Stanley’s voice calling your name startles you a little. He was sitting on the couch, one arm thrown over the back of it while the other rested on one of your throw pillows. 

“C’mere,” He says, waving you over. You shuffle to his side, plopping down next to him when he pats the cushion next to him. He wraps the arm that was once on the back of the couch around you, and pulls you close. “You okay?” 

You hesitate to answer the question for a moment. Were you okay? The man from the party hadn’t harmed you in any way. At least, not physically. You weren’t bruised or even had a single red mark from where he’d been grabbing at you. All you really suffered was the unwanted kissing and invitations to “take this upstairs.” 

“I don’t know,” You admit softly. “I didn’t know what to do the whole time I just…” 

“It’s alright,” He presses a soft kiss into your hair. Featherlight, like he’s worried he’ll break you. 

“Thank you,” You murmur. 

“Anytime,” He says. You curl into his side, feeling safer than you had all night. Stanley was always good at helping you to feel secure. Another body drops on your other side, Xeno scooting close as well. 

Sandwiched between them, something new builds in your chest. The numbness that had been there before was fading into realization. You’d been scared. So scared. And now that you were home and safe and with the two people you loved most, your relief was flooding out of you. Tears form in your eyes, and though you try to will them away, they still fall down your cheeks. 

Xeno shushes you gently, Stanley hugs you closer. Neither of them tell you not to cry. 

“You know what I think?” Xeno asks. “I think we should get cleaned up, and get into bed.” Stanley nods in agreement, shifting so that he can stand. You’re pulled to your feet as well, and marched towards the bathroom. 

They don’t shower with you, mindful of the boundaries you’d placed at the beginning of your relationship, but once you’re done they tuck you in bed first with some snacks and a bottle of water before going and cleaning up and changing as well. 

While you wait, you think more about tonight, wondering if there was more you could have done. If you’d been more firm, maybe he would have left you alone. Maybe he wouldn’t have tried to force himself on you.

It wasn’t your fault. You had to remind yourself of that. You hadn’t asked for him to bother you, and you’d tried to direct him away when he started getting too friendly. The situation wasn’t on you, it was solely on him. 

Your loves join you in bed finally, each laying on opposite sides of you like always. They liked sleeping together like this with you, liked just getting to be close. It had taken some time for you to get comfortable with it, but now you weren’t sure you could sleep alone unless you absolutely had to. They never asked for more than what you offered. 

They let you pick whatever you want to watch on the little bedroom television, and the three of you just veg out together for a while. Stanley holds your hand in his bruised one, running his fingers lightly across your palm. Occasionally, Xeno presses a featherlight kiss to your shoulder or head. It’s soft, quiet affection that they give. Whispers of promises that no matter what, they were always there. Always by your side. Always willing to step in when you were scared.

I think tumblr ate my ask sad 😔

But I just wanted to know who do you think would snitch about Hyoga crimes to his s/o, honestly I'm betting money on wither Gen or Senku

This has been happening all day oh my god

To answer your question though:

Its neither.

It's Yo, 100%

He's just running his mouth, not realizing Hyoga's partner is nearby and they overhear him making a comment about

"What is someone like that doing with Hyoga? I mean that guy literally kills people!"

And Hyoga's partner is just

"Sorry. He did what now???"

Hyoga hears his name yelled across the ship and can't run so he just freezes and lets it happen.

This, and Every Other World (Prologue)

The night creeps in, cold but not unforgiving. Not with Simon laid under you, his body giving off enough heat to chase the chill away. You’re splayed over his torso, ear pressed to his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. 

Meeting him, having him love you, it felt like a miracle. If things in your life had gone differently, would the two of you even have crossed paths? Would you have gotten the chance to be pressed against him like this, body sore in the best way from being ravished so thoroughly. Would your left hand have the ring he gave you on it?

You push yourself up, leaning over him a bit. His dark eyes flit open, finding you immediately. 

“You alright?” He asks, voice thick with interrupted sleep. 

You frown to yourself, reaching out to lightly run your fingers over his face. He hums softly, eyes closing a bit as he lets himself enjoy your touch. His lips part, just slightly, when you brush over them, before he catches your fingertips in the quickest of kisses. 

"Do you think we find and fall in love with each other in every universe?" 

The question jolts him awake, eyebrows rising as he peers at you in the darkness. 

"I don't know," He admits. "I've never thought about things like that." 

Such a Simon thing to say. It honestly didn’t surprise you that much that he’d never put any time into these kinds of thought experiments. But you were curious, and maybe a bit insecure, so you decide to press on with it anyway. 

“Can you try to think about it?”

“Alright, alright.” 

Do it do it :3

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I'm gonna take a wild guess that you're @myluckymoon

But I could be wrong

By all means

Correct me

I see everything :)

Watching this interaction on my post has honestly made my day I'm dying

RP blogs are everything I love when you guys pop up

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.

hiiii could u write a one shot or something in which the reader/oc is senku's older sis and is a x stanley one pls ty. Fluff if better i was thinking when they revive him for the moon mission

Absolutely I can

Stanley x Senku's Older Sister

This was harder than it had any right to be

Warning: Manga Spoilers Ahead

It had been an accident, you hadn’t meant to fall in love with him. But spending 100 days being dragged around with him as he chased your brother and his team to South America did something to you. It forced you to understand him, to learn who he was and who he had the potential to be in the future. You looked past all his sharp edges and rough words and found something worth holding onto. 

You spent night after night talking to him, somehow going from sitting far away, to being right at his side with his arm snaked around your waist and your head on his shoulder. 

You told him about your and Senku’s parents deaths, about living with Byakuya, and what it was like being constantly compared to your little brother by others. And in turn, Stanley would talk about growing up with Xeno, making his devotion to the other man grow clearer and clearer. 

Though, when you jokingly called their relationship romantic, Stanley’s nose curled in a way that told you it really wasn’t like that. 

But as your relationship grew, so too did your fear of what happened when Stanley finally caught up with Senku. He’d started this trek across the world determined to kill him for taking Xeno hostage, and yet the two of you had become close. You would have to pick a side, and though you knew that there was no way you’d abandon your little brother, leaving Stan behind was going to hurt. 

You loved him, and you think maybe he loved you too. At least a little bit, anyway. 

He almost kisses you the night before the world is petrified for a second time, and it’s the only thing you can think about while trapped in stone for the next several years. 

You remember how his fingers had felt, warm and rough with callouses from years in the military. How he’d caressed your face in a moment of pure quiet between the two of you, before tilting your chin up so that you were forced to look him in the eye. The heat in his gaze had made your heart jump into your throat. His other arm had curled around your middle, pulling you into his chest and holding you there for what felt like an eternity, but as you both leaned in, you’d been interrupted and forced apart with a promise of next time. 

Except next time didn’t come. Not for a long while. 

Stanley doesn’t get freed from the stone like the rest of you do. He instead just gets thrown onto a ship and stored away where only a few knew where he was, you being one of them. 

You find time to visit his statue every day after working on the rocket, talking to yourself about what was going on as if he were listening, and keeping him tidy. He owed you a kiss, and Senku an apology at the very least after all. 

-

“I’m sorry, we’re freeing who?” 

The whole group is shocked at the announcement. Not only was Ryusui giving up on going to the moon, but he’d offered his spot to Stanley of all people. 

“It makes logical sense,” Xeno says, Senku nodding along with him. “Stanley is the world's greatest marksman, and he’s an experienced combat professional. He will no doubt be a great asset on the moon.” 

“But he tried to kill all of us!” Chrome says, and even you have to agree. Stanley may have shoved you out of the way that day, saving you but he’d been hellbent on gunning everyone else down. Just because you loved him, that didn’t mean he wasn’t still dangerous. 

“We are no longer on different sides. Stanley is a soldier who will follow all orders given to him to perfection,” Xeno says. 

“I suppose we could call this atonement,” Kohaku muses. “For everything he’s done so far.” 

Your heart is hammering hard in your chest. They were going to wake him up, and not only that, they were sending him on the most dangerous mission ever concocted. You couldn’t figure out whether you were excited to see him, or devastated that you may never lay eyes on him again in your lifetime.

Your startled from your thoughts at the sound of your name. 

“Are you coming, my dear?” Xeno asks, head tilting slightly. 

“Yeah, sure,” You say, hoping you sound nonchalant. You had a feeling he’d caught on to your affection for his right hand man a long time ago, and the way he smiles slightly at your response buries that idea even further into your head. 

You follow slightly behind everyone else while you get your thoughts on the matter in total order. Xeno seemed to know, or at least suspect, that you and Stanley had formed something, but was he the only one? Or had you been way more obvious than you thought you were? It wasn’t a big surprise that Senku hadn’t questioned it, assuming he also figured it out. He’d always stayed out of your relationships, claiming that they never mattered to him in the slightest. 

It feels a little strange to have so many people in the cave with you, but you figure the numbers aren’t a bad thing. If Stanley wakes up and chooses violence before hearing anyone out, the more people there to stop him, the better. 

He’s changed out of the vines that had been hurriedly thrown on him so long ago now and into a new outfit made for him by Yuzuriha, and you watch with bated breath as Xeno pours the revival fluid over him. 

The waiting is the worst part. Sure, the revival fluid so far had a 100% guarantee to work, but what if this time it didn’t? What if the stone stayed solid, instead of cracking and crumbling away? What if Stanley never breathed again, and you’ve forever lost the chance to build something with someone you cared so deeply about?

But, as expected, the stone does crack and crumble, and Stanley does suck in a breath, letting it out slowly when Xeno offers him a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Few words are said between him and Xeno, even fewer between him and everyone else. It’s only after Senku confirms Stanley’s absolute skill that his eyes drift past the two scientists and land on you. His gaze flits across your form, a tiny smirk growing at the corner of his mouth. 

“Hello beautiful,” Stanley finally speaks to you after what feels like an eternity, his words sending heat to your cheeks.

“Hi,” You say back softly. Senku lets out a soft ugh, and makes quick tracks for the cave entrance. 

“You two do whatever this is in here, we’re going back,” He says. Chrome and Tsukasa hesitate before following Senku, and Xeno is the last to leave. He pats your shoulder as he walks by, offering you a small nod before he, too, vanishes from the cave. 

The two of you stand in silence, the only noise being the waterfall and the distant sounds of birds beyond the watery doorway. You watch Stanley take a couple more drags of his cigarette before dropping and snuffing it under his boot. 

“You gonna come over here, or are you gonna make me come to you?” He asks, and it’s like a switch finally flips in your brain. 

You jolt forward, running the handful of steps it takes to reach him and slam into his chest. He doesn’t stumble back, doesn’t even seem to budge at all when you do, his form firm and steady. You wrap your arms around him, inhaling a long breath, letting the stench of his freshly put out cigarette fill your nose. You feel his chuckle more than you hear it, the sound vibrating in his chest as he holds you in return.

“I missed you,” You whisper. Stanley lets out a low hum in response. 

Your heart falls into your stomach when he pulls away from you, but he doesn’t allow you to sink into despair. Both his hands rise to cup your face, his clawed gloves cool against your heated skin. His eyes have the same heat as the night he nearly kissed you.

“Missed you too,” He says softly. 

You start to respond, but he doesn’t give you the chance. He dips his head and presses his lips against yours. He kisses you like he’s been starving for it, like it was all he’d been able to think about for all that time he spent petrified a second time, and it leaves you totally breathless and feeling a bit drunk. 

“Th-this doesn’t make up for shooting my little brother,” You blurt out without thinking. It makes him laugh. Not chuckle, not hum, laugh. 

“That’s fair,” He says. 

“Can you do it again?” 

“Gladly.”

dont mind me, just rambling because i just read tsukasa x reader arm injury and out of all injuries it was arm injury!!! i have been dealing with arm injury half of my life and experienced how it became worse and worse when i was not instructed at all or was instructed wrongly, how to rehabilitate it. it sucks to have dominant arm nerfed so badly so the thoughts reader was going through felt so close and real!!!!

i can just imagine reader trying their best to let the arm heal but instinctly using it when they are relaxed and not actively reminding themself to use that arm. i can imagine tsukasa noticing this and trying to remind them to ask help, use other hand or just stop them before they make it worse. i bet senku and others would also remind them, if they catch reader im action until, hopefully, arm is properly healed. if only they could have a working medusa they could heal that kind of injuries so easily but alas its not that simple but it would be nice! 😭

You can ramble at me all you like, I enjoy seeing people's responses to the things I write.

Trying to let things heal properly is hard, especially when you're hurt somewhere important, like a hand/arm. And considering Tsukasa's history as a fighter, he'd be very mindful of making sure you did what was needed to recover properly.

John Price x Reader

Simon "Ghost" Riley doesn't have a family, not one that anyone knows about. But an unexpected event has him leaving base for the first time in a long time.

"We could all use a little break."

If only John knew that he'd end up wrapped around you.

uhm hear me out guys, yo uei wearing that police uniform🤤 he surely has a fantasy about hooking up w reader on his place of work, are you guys hearing me, this on modern world or in the stone world him in that new uniform when preparing for the fight with moz and the gun omgg, he's so hot but silly😭 anywaysss this was my aport

I have heard you out, considered your thoughts and words, and honestly.

While he's not my cup of tea, personally, I totally get it. There really is something about a man in uniform.

He definitely dreams of screwing his significant other while at work, and honestly would be so turned on by his partner wearing his uniform jacket.