could we get uuuuuhhhhh....
Gen flirting with Tsukasa and Tsukasa keeps thinking hes just being nice? pretty please?
Tsukasa: more oblivious than Senku could ever hope to be
“You’re really strong, Tsukasa~”
“Oh, thank you, Gen.”
“I mean really. It’s obvious why so many people fall for you,” Gen says. “Even me~”
Tsukasa chuckles.
“You’re too kind.”
The mentalist blinks, head tilting slightly. Tsukasa just looks back at him, totally unphased.
Oh, you have got to be joking right now. No way Tsukasa was this clueless.
"I bet you could carry me around easily," Gen coos, hoping the physical contact helped to make his point more clear.
"That's very likely," Tsukasa says. "You don't seem like you'd weigh too much."
"Oh Tsukasa~ You certainly know how to flatter somebody~"
"I don't know about that. You're much better at flattery than I ever will be."
Gen's eyebrow twitches, his emotional mask slipping ever so slightly. He was starting to get annoyed now.
How, just how did Tsukasa not see what was happening here? Was he just not being direct enough?
Perhaps Tsukasa was just used to Gen's usually empty words. That was fine. Maybe he just needed to take a more physical approach. That might help get his intentions through to the warrior.
He steps forward, hand reaching to touch the front of Tsukasa's shirt.
"My, Tsukasa dear, this does look rather fetching on you," Gen says.
"Why thank you-"
"It must be made of boyfriend material," It was a risky move, but Gen went for it anyway.
But, much to his chagrin, Tsukasa's head tilts, his eyebrows furrowing together.
"Actually, I believe miss Yuzuriha made it out of hemp cloth and a bit of leather."
"A-ah...I see...of course..." Gen drops his hand, failure making him feel more than a little embarrassed.
"Hey you two," Senku's voice cuts between them. "Quit just standing around. We're trying to get things done around here."
Gen takes this as his excuse to scurry away, already plotting new ways to try to get his crush's attention.
Tsukasa watches him go, a little confused.
"You're an idiot, by the way."
Tsukasa looks at Senku, who was staring at him with a blank expression.
"What do you mean?" He asks.
"Dude. Seriously? Even I'm not that blind."
"I don't follow."
"Gen just said your shirt was made out of boyfriend material. That's like, one of the oldest pickup lines there is," Senku sighs and shakes his head, wandering off back to the lab, and leaving Tsukasa to digest his words.
It takes a moment, perhaps longer than it should, but finally it hits him, and his face burns red.
Oh. Oh.
A soft thing for Dabi
It's in the quiet of night, so late that neither of you should be awake, that the words escape you.
"It wasn't your fault."
They're whispered, so softly that you don't even realize you spoke them aloud until his head lifts from your chest to look at you with tired, confused eyes.
"Hm?" He nuzzles his nose into your chin, peppering soft kisses into your haw.
"It's nothing," You say softly. He takes your words at face value, or at least he seems to. Whether it's because he's not fully awake, or because he just trusts you that much, you'll never be sure. He just lays his head back down, resting his head against your chest once again.
What would he think, if you told him exactly what you were thinking? What would he think, if you told him that everything that's happened to him to make him the way he is now wasn't his fault? That it wasn't his choice to be born, to have a father like Endeavor who treated him so poorly he snapped at such a young age. That there had been no reason for him to burn himself alive over and over again just to prove a point that never should have needed to be made in the first place.
It wasn't his fault. He'd been a child. He never should have had to endure any of it.
But, like always, you keep your mouth shut. You hold him tighter, kiss his head, and whisper that you love him.
let's all frolic in the meadows together! manokasa picnic date. that's all
Yes. All of this.
They go together on a rare quiet day for the Kingdom of Science
There's a nice field where they can lay out a blanket and sit together for hours
Manny plays the guitar
Tsukasa listens, falling more and more in love
They talk about many things
Family, the future, the past.
Tsukasa kisses Manny's hands and face
Whispering soft promises of forever that he intends to keep
They make me sick, I love them so much.
To the Moon and Back, out now on ao3
-Hey Sen, you busy rn?
-Thought you went to bed early tonight.
-I tried, but I can’t sleep.
-Never had that problem
-Yeah yeah yeah I know.
-Ever tried counting sheep?
-No I simply lay here and suffer
-Sounds like you
-Call me.
-One sec
[The log shows a phone call lasting 3 hours and 48 minutes]
So, going onto the magic/ old horror that came back from after the petrification, what if Ukyo had an s/o who was a sirens or a Selkie who had waited for him. Maybe they had found his statue and thought a cruse was placed on him and spent all those thousands of years trying to find a way to cure him. When they set out to sea onto the perseus, she swims up to see Ukyo and other humans free from stone. The reunion would be sweet, but everyone has a question for the Navy Sonar who has a partner who is very much not human, lol
Let's make this hurt more shall we
Ukyo meets her while in the Navy. Humans at this point are so widespread, that the Things from Before, like mermaids for example, have all long since hidden. But he's off duty for a week, and is enjoying some time at a beach near where he's stationed.
It's hard for him to grasp, that something like her could exist, but he spends night after night looking for her, talking to her, and just enjoying being around someone who speaks softly.
He'd confused her for a siren at first, but she'd kindly corrected him that no, sirens were more like close cousins to mermaids. But she understood. Humans never could tell the difference.
They were together when he turned to stone. She didn't understand. What kind of magic was this? Why had he frozen?
But, like all the other Things, she eventually moves on, returning to the sea with a broken heart.
Then, just like that, 3700 years pass in the blink of an eye. Some humans return, but they aren't her Ukyo, so she has no interest. She stays far in the ocean, away from the statues that remind her of the day she lost her love.
Ukyo, once awake, is desperate for a way to find her. He had no idea how long something like her lived for, but something in him told him she was still waiting. It's a true relief that he's granted passage on the Perseus. It's his chance, the only one he may ever get. He sits at the stone world radar, watching and listening.
Then one night, he hears it. Laughter. But not just any laughter.
Her laughter.
He'd know it anywhere. The sound of it was etched into his brain years ago. He all but throws himself out of his chair and races up to the deck, following the noise. She's off to the left somewhere, he knows it.
Pressing himself against the railing of the ship, he yells for her. He doesn't care how crazy he looks, Senku has a siren on the ship for God's sake.
His voice echoes across the water, and the laughter quiets. Then, so softly, whispered on the wind, he hears her voice again.
"Ukyo?"
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
For @crescentmoonfallen
x gn!reader
I love doing these so much
General:
As a soldier, Stanley already doesn't really have anyone to have much physical intimacy with.
After the petrificaton, though, it gets worse.
Now he's surrounded by people he has no interest in touching, save maybe Xeno but even then contact between the two of them is just as rare as it was before
So he just. Doesn't touch anyone.
Nor does he let anyone really touch him
I'm talking, no high fives, no arms around his shoulders, no graze of fingers when handing him something, nothing
If anyone other than Xeno gets too close, he jerks away and glares
With His Partner
You are a special exception
Your hands feel nice
They're soft and warm and caress him with such tenderness and care that he genuinely doesn't know what to do with himself
He fucking loves it
It makes his brain turn off, and his body relax
Its the easiest way to calm him down when he's angry or his adrenaline is running high
Sleeping alone? Not allowed.
Either he is laying his full body on you, or he has you laying your full body on him
Have to be touching at all times
If you are separated for an extended period of time, be ready
As soon as he gets back, he's locking Xeno somewhere safe and spending the rest of his day (or week, depending) practically living in your skin
The realization I just had that Xeno has a better familial relationship with my oc (who is Stanley's younger sister) is literally so wild to me and I'm the one that wrote it.
if its not too much, can you make a fic on evil scientist senku? (and maybe the s/o and general should be seperate if thats okay TvT)
(i will send the art which affected me in this way in a separate ask, since i would like to remain anon)
Okay but that art was such a vibe and I'm totally here for Senku being a little crazy.
I did something a little funky here, but I hope you enjoy it anyway
x gn!Reader
Senku Ishigami wasn’t evil.
Evil implied that he was torturing and murdering people for fun, and he had far too many better things to do than all that. Like helping his mentor do calculations, building his rockets, and testing chemicals on rats to see how effective they are. None of that made him evil. Just passionate about science.
That’s what Xeno told him. And Xeno was always right.
Senku in this world let himself be swept up in Xeno's darkness
Science was so powerful, it could do anything
And Senku wanted to do everything
Even if it meant twisting his morals until they were no longer recognizable
In public, he's actually pretty much the same as he's always been
Bored, a bit distant, and a little eccentric
He's still friends with Taiju and Yuzuriha, though they don't subscribe to his way of thinking
His friends are actually very concerned and have voiced their worries many times to teachers, who have just waved it off
Because to them
He's a perfect student
There's no way he's that far gone
(he is)
The stone world is like a godsend to him
No laws means he doesn't have to worry about what he can and can't do
A master manipulator and still somehow manages to get the Ishigami village on his side
The only time he thanks Byakuya for being so sentimental
He does still want the world back to some state of normal though, and is trying to restore parts of it
When he and Xeno reunite, he jumps on the offer to merge their kingdoms together
Becomes his mentor's left hand (since Stanley is his right)
He narrows his eyes down at you, unamused by your invasion of his privacy.
"What the hell are you doing in here?" He asks.
You have no excuse, you'd just been curious about what he did in his lab all day that no one was allowed to see.
You bulldoze your way into his life
Literally
The first day he meets you, you're in his lab uninvited
And that little habit of yours continues
He can't decide if you're just as twisted as he was
Or just that stupid
Xeno encourages him to take you as a better apprentice, since you seem so curious
He tells Senku it might help with his "research" to have an extra pair of hands that isn't constantly questioning what he's up to
Either way, he can't seem to get rid of you, so he let's you float around him
It was better than you messing something up when he wasn't looking
At least if he was around, he could keep you from getting hurt
Not...that he cared
...
Okay, maybe he cared a little
Refuses to admit he falls in love with you as quickly as he does
But you listen to him, and you're patient with him, and sometimes you really are as crazy as him
Sometimes crazier
You're his version of Stanley
[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?]
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.
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