The Angst I Just Wrote For An Upcoming Chapter Of To The Moon And Back Is So Delicious I Can't Wait

But how do I communicate yes and no? What if head nods mean fuck you and then they'll feel attack and attack me? What if ✓ is a slur to them? Thumbs up means some very kinky stuff?

I've actually had time to sit and talk about this with another person instead of making my own head spin in circles, and though I'm not sure this is the answer you really want, this is the one we came up with together.

You don't even go to the island in the first place. You leave them be.

Assuming the meteorite doesn't kill them, whatever pathogens you carry onto the island certainly will. They are an uncontacted tribe, last I checked I don't know if that has changed in the last several years, meaning they may not have had the same chance of building immunity to the modern illnesses of the wider world.

As far as communication goes should leaving the island and it's people alone is just not be an option, assuming they don't kill you on sight, it'll be extremely difficult. Pictograms would be easiest, as you could try to show maybe the sun or another star falling from the sky. At the very least, there is a chance they could recognize that. And unfortunately, we decided that there probably is no maybe. If you go to the island and tell them the sky is falling, that kind of has to be it.

"Write for yourself"

Brother, I literally have more than 2 million words sitting in my drafts folder instead of posted on AO3.

I write for myself. I post for community interaction.

[A concept for a future CoD fic]

"Do you think we fall in love 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."

You frown, reaching out to lightly run your fingers over his face.

"What if we-"

[Do you have a favorite AU?]

TSUKASA HEADCANON!!!

He's so oblivious to any kind of flirting because he used to be a celebrity, and would see people going feral over him constantly. So he finds it difficult to accept any kind of affection because he assumes it's the same thing.

Ok. That's all.

HEADCANON ACCEPTED

NEXT QUESTION PLEASE

Hi! Would you like to write reader trying to arrange a nice romantic free day for Stanley and Xeno? Those two are so workaholics (especially Xeno with his eye bags!!!!) that I bet they rarely have a full free 24 hour day to relax and the reader just wants to do their best to get those two have at least one 👏work👏free👏day!

Love your writings and wishing the day treats you well 🌸

They need a vacation (and so do I)

It takes you several days, but finally, you manage it. You get up earlier than Stanley. 

He’d always been an early riser, up no later than 5:30 AM every day in the old world, but in the stone world, he’d been getting up even earlier. Sometimes, before the sun even considers rising. 

But not today. Today, he was still in bed when you wiggle free of him and Xeno and scurry as quietly as you can from the bedroom and into the living space of your tiny home. 

They’d been so terribly exhausted, the weight of building a whole colony sitting on both of their shoulders. But it was time the rest of those who lived in this compound with you pulled more of their own weight. So they were staying home today. They didn’t know it yet, but you were going to make sure it happened. 

You  had it all planned out. You were going to make them breakfast in bed, then you were going to talk to them about your worries about their overwork, and inform them that they had the day off. You’d already talked to Brody, and he had been more than happy to step up to keep things in order for today. There was nothing for Xeno and Stanley to worry about. Anything that came up could wait until tomorrow, and if it truly couldn’t, then you’d let them go.

Thankfully, the door doesn’t make a single sound as you slip through it and out into the pre-dawn dimness. The apartments in the living quarters didn’t have individual kitchens, so you were going to have to make a run for the one downstairs, where the dining hall was. If Stanley woke up and found you gone, he’d worry. And if he worried, Xeno would worry, and the next thing you knew, you’d have both of them tearing the colony apart looking for you. 

The kitchens are quiet, since the only people awake other than you were the guards along the perimeters of the colony. No one would be in here to begin preparing to feed everyone else for at least another hour, if not longer.

You had to be careful here, though. Wasting food could get you in trouble, even if you were one of Xeno’s partners, so you’d have to make something simple and easy. 

You work quickly, gathering everything you’d need and setting about your task at making breakfast for your exhausted lovers who were hopefully still asleep a few floors above. You try to ignore how much the sun has risen by the time you’re done, as well as the dirty looks the designated cook shoots at you when you burst out of the kitchen with the food you’d just made.

You take the stairs back up two at a time, chest heaving with hard pants. It had taken so much longer than you’d planned, and there was absolutely no way both of them weren’t up and wondering where you’d gone. 

Entering the apartment is a bit of a louder affair than when you’d left, the door swinging open startling Xeno who was, in fact, awake and had been standing in the living space. Stanley was nowhere to be seen, but you can hear the sound of water running through the rudimentary pipes, so you think he must be bathing.

“Darling,” Xeno says, approaching you with a smile. “There you are.”

“I was hoping to be back sooner,” You say, a pout sliding onto your expression. He chuckles, leaning in to press a kiss to the side of your face. 

“It’s alright. I take it this is for us?” He asks, hands reaching for the containers of food in your hands.

“Yeah. It was supposed to be given to you in bed, but I guess I missed my chance for that,” You say. Xeno hums, opening the containers to take a look inside. 

“Can I ask why it was so important to serve it in bed?” He asks, closing them and heading to the tiny countertop to help you dish out everything onto the clay dining plates. 

“I just…wanted you and Stan to have a chance to relax for a day. You’ve both been working so hard, and I can tell it’s been really rough on you both,” You mumble, face flushing a bit at the admission. Xeno pauses in his movements, head turning so that he can look at you. 

“Is that so?” He murmurs, more to himself, you think, than to you. Regardless, you nod a bit shyly. 

Xeno takes a breath, as if about to speak, when a pair of hands slip around your waist, Stanley’s weight pressing into your back, lips against your neck. His hair was still wet, and you could smell the soap on him. 

“What am I missin’?” He asks, his accent slipping from his lips just slightly. 

“It seems all three of us were on the same page, and somehow didn’t even realize it,” Xeno says. You look at him with surprise, eyebrows raising. 

“Yeah?” Stanley hums, pressing another kiss to your neck, then to your shoulder.

“Mm. Our darling was so worried about how much we’d been working, that they wanted to surprise us with a day off,” Xeno says. 

“Hah. And here we were, thinkin’ they needed a break,” Stanley chuckles. 

It clicks in your head finally. All of you had been working hard. All of you had been paying more attention to each other than yourselves. 

A laugh bubbles out of you, your head shaking. 

“What is it they say about great minds?” You tease, grinning. 

“They think alike. And I do believe it’s true,” Xeno says, shuffling closer to the two of you. One of Stanley’s hands release you, reaching instead to grab at Xeno and pull him into the shared embrace. 

“I had so many things planned for us today,” You say, squirming free so that you can start taking the plates of food to the small dining table the three of you had, the two of them following after you with utensils and cups of water. 

“Like what?” Stanley asks. 

“Breakfast in bed, some time by the water, oh-I found this little patch of grass just outside the borders of the colony that looked like it had some great flowers that we could collect to make more natural dyes,” You recount your admittedly vague plans, both lovers listening intently.

“I was hoping to test some modifications I made for Stanley’s rifle,” Xeno hums. “Perhaps we can squeeze that in between swimming and flower collecting.” 

“ ‘s long as I get to take a nap at some point today, I don’t give a shit what we do,” Stanley says, shoving food in his mouth with little celebration. 

“We all need extra sleep,” Xeno says. 

“Let’s take a blanket or something when we go look at the flowers,” You say. “We can pack a whole picnic or something, and nap together under the clouds.” 

“That sounds perfectly elegant, darling.”

“I’ll make sure we have our new fancy stone world sunscreen, otherwise Xee might just die.” 

“Stanley, please, my skin is not that sensitive-”

“You were a lobster for a week after the first time we went to the beach back in the old world. You need sunscreen.”

Doing this made me realize how complicated some of my OCs are, and that I definitely need a spreadsheet. Anyway, meet these two absolute divas in their most boiled down states

Aurora (Named Kit in older versions of her character)

Abused, traumatized and chronically exhausted. Aurora is a versatile character who fits in most alternate universes.

She's typically seen as an adult in her mid to late twenties. In modern universes, she has dyed hair (typically some variation of pastel, usually pink or purple, sometimes blue). Otherwise, she's blonde, and has the kind of blue eyes that make you nervous to look into for too long.

She has no preference in romantic/intimate partner, and has been known to flirt her way into and out of several situations. Smiles with her teeth, but not always her eyes.

Is most often seen paired with Xenos in stories, but can be placed anywhere without him.

Xenos (I created him before Dr STONE was even published don't come at me)

Called Xen, or Dog, he is Aurora's counterpart in every way but romantic. He's her servant, her friend, and her most consistent companion. He is endlessly loyal to his Lady, and is no stranger to changing to fit the story.

Xenos has two common physical forms in stories: Man or Beast

If a man, he appears around Aurora's age, if not a bit older. He has dark hair, his eyes varying from black, to red, to sometimes even gold.

If a beast, he appears as either a massive black wolf-dog, or German Shepherd, depending on the world he is in.

Though he is arguably the most versatile OC I've created, Xenos is never seen on his own, save for a few extremely rare circumstances.

My list of Dr STONE drafts grows

Here's what I'm looking at right now:

Touchstarved headcanons

Next on my list to finish: Ryusui

Characters comforting you during a storm

Current list: Senku, Stanley, Xeno

Relationship headcanons

Lineup Undecided

I am also actively accepting requests for fics/headcanon lists for any character and still working on To the Moon and Back (updated today)

Okay but grabbing Xeno by his stupid little tie and pulling him into a hard kiss that turns into more

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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~