#Stanley Snyder x reader x Xeno Houston wingfield

[narrators-journal]

Hello there! I have a request for a Dr. Stone reader insert if you are willing! A Stan/Xeno/Reader one shot where they find out the reader struggles with self-harm? Please and thank you!

Okay, so! Right off the bat, I’m gonna say that if you are going through suicidal ideation and want to harm yourself PLEASE reach out and get some help. Trust me, I’m well aware of the dark spot you are in if you’re contemplating self harm, it’s not fun. Please don’t let the evil voices telling you that nobody would care if you left, win. Life is hard, but it’s very rewarding too, and there is no way that you have not impacted at least one person who would miss you. If you feel like you’re going to self harm at all, please please please reach out to someone. This is all fun and games, but this is still a very serious topic and I am begging you to stay strong and not go through with anything.

That being said, I am very rusty with these two, so forgive me if they seem out of character or needlessly mean at any point, I tried to keep the tone a bit lighter here. I hope this is a wholesome read, and I hope that anyone who reads it who needs help will get it.

CW: discussion of self-harm. Read with caution,

STANLEY SNYDER

Stan doesn’t come off like he’d care. He’s very blunt and matter-of-fact, and Xeno may have at some point traded Stanley’s emotional expression for the hard-working loyalty he has.

That being said, when it comes to self-harm, he’s pretty sweet about it. In his own way.

He wouldn’t outright acknowledge it, say anything, or really even ask about it. Stan doesn’t strike me as the type to outright speak about personal issues.

Instead, he’d simply glance at your wrists, make sure to feed you, give you water, let you vent to him if you decided to, and would basically sniff out when you’re in a dark place and pick you up for an outing or conversation so that you aren’t all alone and at risk of harm.

Stanley might also bit by bit hide dangerous items from you. Again, without any real comment, you could probably go weeks or months before you realize all of the small ways that Stan has done his best to help or keep you safe.

While he’s not a very emotionally chatty man, you can sure bet that if you’ve got nefarious plans, Stan will know. And he will intervene.

XENO HOUSTON WINGFIELD

Xeno is a lot like his best friend. He’s not the type to fret and worry over someone if they’re self-harming. He’d at most call you a dumbass for an attempt tbh.

Again, though, that’s not a sign that he doesn’t care. If you’re his friend, he cares about you a lot, he’s just an ass about it.

If Xeno found out you were self-harming, he’d randomly bring up the most painful, gruesome details about self-harm to dissuade you. Like the slow, painful way you’d die if you overdosed, how drug store ibuprofen is purposely made to not kill someone if they try, the pain that would come from cutting, or the challenge that is getting a noose to work right so you die instantly rather than slowly suffocating.

It’s a very morbid method of help, a very cold and cruel one, you could say, but I think it’s appropriate for a man who has very sparse ethics.

He would also find a way to resuscitate you if you did try. He would do that out of sheer spite because fuck you, you’re not escaping him that easily.

Xeno also might develop a bit of a dark sense of humor about it. Like asking if he could dissect you if you succeed, or saying he’d turn you into Frankenstein.

STANO

As a pair, these two would basically just help one another to help you.

Stan would take on a more emotionally caring role compared to Xeno, and Xeno would dissuade you and hide items from you.

Stan would still be the primary listener for the problems, he’d just report those problems back to Xeno too.

If it really is looking to be a very bad time, they’d effectively take turns talking to, distracting, and basically guarding you. They will hospitalize you if it’s necessary. Your opinion on the mental ward is of little importance.

Xeno would relish ripping apart anyone who may upset you or bully you. Verbally or literally.

In general, these two would just work together scarily well to lower your opportunities for self-harm. Granted, Xeno or both realize that a person dead set on something will find a way, but if you don’t have the alone time to get creative, you can’t do that.

[luxthestrange]

DrStone Incorrect quotes#15 White men No-

Y/n: I've left written instructions for you both

Xeno: Mine just says 'Xeno, no'

Snyder: And mine says 'Tell Xeno no'

Y/n: I want you to apply it to every possible situation~

[rie-092]

OURS.

[ yandere! stanley snyder and xeno houston wingfield ]

summary: your good ol' yandere but this time it's a jack of all trades and a mad scientist.

note: ahhhhh! i just finished reading dr. stone and i'm dying to make a yandere headcannon out of this duo! and this is the prompt! i want to add senku here but i decided to make a separate headcannon for him! then i'll do wind breaker next and the manhwas that i read during my christmas vacation and while i'm drowning with my school works then your requests! yeyyyy! (I'm just escaping from the reality, pls don't mind me.)

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Have you ever wondered what it's like to have a super genius and talented best friends? Like having best friends who excel with everything they do and give you an inferiority complex. Well, you should ask (reader) because that is her everyday life with Xeno and Stanley.

No offense; you really adore both Xeno and Stanley. But sometimes, you couldn't help but be jealous of their talents, brains, and skills. You spend countless nights studying and training to be able to catch up to them. But you always end up falling behind.

While Xeno always ends up getting a perfect mark on every test. You, on the other hand, were in the middle rank at your school. While you tried to follow every training that Stanley was doing, you always ended up with a broken bone, scratches, and bruises.

But you don't have to worry! Xeno and Stanley was always here for you! Do you remember the serial kidnapping case that happened in your school before? And how all of the victims was those people who talk shit about you? Well, you thought it was just a coincidence. But you see, Xeno needs some test subjects for his experiments. And man, Xeno hates hurting animals at all. So why not use humans? Pretty fun, if you ask him. While Stanley who happened to be free during those times did all the physical works in exchange of hearing the desperate pleas and seeing the blood of those people.

Oh, you also don't have to worry! Since those two knew how to hide their traces. Xeno just needs to mix some dangerous drugs and then boom! They can watch how the body dissolves along with the other evidence. A pretty fun sight, to be honest.

Meanwhile, Yandere! Xeno is the total opposite of Stanley. This guy doesn't even hide his tendencies that well. Don't blame him; you're too loveable! He really likes how you always try to catch up to him and Stanley all the time. (It's just a secret, but he really likes it when you cry—it's one of his secret pleasure.)

Anyway! They are both possessive and obsessive. Stanley is overprotective and overbearing, while Xeno is manipulative. Wow, yes! You are stuck in the middle of this mess. But you don't have to worry! Just like the center of the storm, both Xeno and Stanley are always calm and collected when they are around you—but please don't ask why they are practically clinging to you when you are around, please. You are the only thing that keeps them sane.

Oh, are you wondering why Stanley seemed to always know where you were? Ask Xeno. Because that little sly fox planted some tracker on your stuff that he gave to you as a gift. There are some who contain the chips who can measure your heartbeat, temperature, and voice recording so he can be aware of who you are talking to.

Are they a jealous type of yandere? No. Because you see, they are both aware of how dense you were. So aside from them, you unconsciously shut down every advance of your friends, acquaintances, and colleagues. Which is a good thing, according to Xeno.

A few months before graduating in highschool. You made up your mind on becoming a doctor, thanks to Xeno's advice. And the two of them were more than happy to help you.

They both like how you gain the world's attention with your skills and wit. You easily became one of the best doctors in the world. And man, they are so proud. But when you suddenly said that you wanted to go to Japan and become a school doctor—they lost their minds.

Are you going to abandon them? No way in hell. Over their dead gorgeous body, okay?!? Have they done something wrong? No, as far as they remember, they only shower you with love and affection—okay, they are a little overbearing, but—!!!

When you assure them that you will only stay there for five years and will finally move in with them. They finally calmed down. Okay, deal. They will shut up for now. But they swear that they will surely visit you every month!

Spoiler alert, you've got yourself a pretty cute lettucehead student who somewhat recognizes your abilities and follows you around. Okay, sure, he sees you as an older sister—nothing more and nothing less. Sure, he spends his time in the clinic whenever he's not in the lab room, but it doesn't mean anything at all. Sure, he somewhat ends up tearing up the love letters that students leave on your desk and taking the chocolates that they give to you. But it doesn't mean anything at all, okay?

Anyway! When the petrification happened and you were stuck in Japan without your lovely “best friends,“. Let's just say that they became worse after they were de-petrified. You were not there. They don't know what happened to you. What if your body got destroyed into pieces? What if they will not be able to revive you even if they try? What if—

Let's just say this time they won't be as lenient as before. They will make sure that you stay with them this time. Even if it means they have to tie you down with them or lock you up.

“saving the world? no, love. you always comes first. while everything else is secondary.”

“you know that i don't want to hurt you, baby."

[lenatndou]

Someone needs to put me on a leash.

No really I don’t know i’ll last if I can’t have him.

[munv]

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How long has it been? You can't tell, or more like you couldn't. Time didn't exist, and the few rare moments where you felt like it did? You tried anything and everything within your power to escape from this deep sleep, whatever it was. Maybe this was some really messed up fever dream? Or did the aliens beat the government and now you're in their little experimentation room? 

Then you started to feel it, that small pull, that would set you free. And so It did. It felt like a chain reaction of burning, and then feeling completely refreshed all over your body. It was painful, but as soon as you started to move your hands out of the cracked stone, you felt way better. It was only a few mere seconds, but life didn't feel so dull anymore. 

You squinted as you sat up from your crouched position, the vibrant trees surrounded you, and a breeze rushed towards your body. You struggled for a bit before standing upright, using a tree branch as leverage. The art club room where you had once taken shelter was gone, and instead you were embraced by Mother Nature at her finest. 

It's been a while since you've last seen so many trees. Normally they were all cut down for some kind of usage, like the desks you had at school. It finally struck you that you were in fact, alone. Not in the way that you had hoped when you were in school and you needed some alone time every once in a while.

No, now there wasn't enough noise to indulge in, no gossip to listen to during lunch, and no one to come and check up on you every once in a while. You were officially alone. Nothing but stone statues to grace your eyesight and greenery. The society that you once knew was gone, and you had to at least come to terms with the new environment, so with lanky arms and empty head, you began to get accustomed with your surroundings. 

  Step one: cover up

You fumbled a bit with the leaves that you were able to find and some vine, before successfully covering your most vulnerable parts

Step two: identifying sources of food and water

After rustling though many bushes, you finally came across what seemed to be a fresh source of water from a nearby stream, did it taste good? hell yeah? were you able to find food? fuck no

step three: explore surroundings 

Now this one was a bit challenging, because not only are in the wild with no where to call home, but there could also be wild animals. Without a doubt humans are no longer at the top of the food chain, since zoo's existed, you don't doubt that some pretty hungry beasts are roaming around right this second, even ones who aren't even native to Japan too. 

So that's how you began the hike of worry

So, scrap the whole "oh im alone and there's no one else on the planet now!" now you were face to face with what seemed to be a village. Your only problem? The two guards in front of you, who didn’t seem so keen on your arrival 

“Stop. Who are you and what do you have to do with this village?” His voice was like a sharp blade, a contrast to his counterpart who looked much more relaxed, but curious 

Almost as if it was instinct, you raised your hands "I don't have anything on me, I just need resources to survive is all". The brown haired man narrowed his eyes with something akin to malice. "We don't allow just anyone into our village. Begone"

'begone? what kind of-'

"Kinro, I don't think she looks like a threat! I mean, it's just some harmless girl!" 

'should I be offended or happy he's backing me up?..' you sweat dropped, by the looks at it he was basically feigning at the idea of a girl being let into the village. Pretty scary honestly but you'll take what you can get. "yeah! I'm just some...harmless girl!" you cringed at the words that just left your mouth.

"Rules are Rules Ginro, this is about trust, not about what you can do" he stood tall, spear in hand. He almost looked as if he was belittling you right now. Clearly he wasn't convinced. 

'so he's one of those types, this is gonna be a breeze'

"say, how about I strike you a deal?" you lowered your raised hands and outstretched one. Kinro let out a unimpressed grumble, before finally hearing you out. "I can prove to you guys the im not a threat, and for the hell of it? I'll even make you a promise."

"oh yeah! Kinro loves those so-" "Ginro." the blonde one gave a nervous expression before apologizing. "what if I beat you in a sparring match? Im assuming those spears you carry around aren't for show right?" 

Kinro studied you for what felt like a minute with an unreadable expression. "what are your conditions?" 

'perfect'

"If you win, I'll leave and you will never see me again..If I win however? I'll have the right to stay in your village. Although I have to talk to your chief for that, you cannot deny me access in regards to leaving and entering. Satisfied?" You kept your hand outstretched, waiting for him to take it. It wasn't too long before he gave a brisk nod and stepped forward to take your hand in his much larger one. "I accept your terms, make sure you honor them"

"I expect no less, mr Kinrou" you gave him a smile "..just Kinro, please." pink dusted his cheeks 

Kinro lunged first once it began, spear in hand, and it made you swear he probably had half a mind to kill you and be done with it. You sidestepped the blade, with it narrowly missing your shoulder. He gave you no time to catch breath before spinning his weapon around again in an arc, feeling the air slice as it passed overhead. Using the stone knife that was given to you by Ginro, you aimed for his side. He brought down the spear to block the strike. You stumbled a bit but recovered quickly, so in a desperate attempt, you twisted your body and slid down onto the ground and aimed for his legs. 

In one swell swoop, he lost his balance and began to fall. You used to the small amount of time you had while he struggled to position yourself onto of him, knife aimed to cut through his throat while your legs held him down; one hand holding down his arm.

Ginro watched with surprise as you easily subdued his brother, "Oh no Kinro!" he trembled at the hostility that filled the air.

"I give in." he said with labored breathing. "You have proven yourself more than enough" his once tight grip on his weapon loosened as his body slumped. You shared a strained smile "you fight well"

"same to you..ah, what's your name?"

"[name]. Just [name]"

[nishayuro]

How do you feel a little angst but fluff with both Stanely and Xeno. Both them and reader have been friends since childhood, before the petrification reader got really hurt or terminally ill. They don't revive them till after the truces with Senku, he tells them about the healing property of the revival fluid. They went to go find them who they place in a secure place, hoping to see the one other person they cared about. I'm a sucker of both of them, either loving them as a romantic parther (all three) or just love for a very close friend/family. :D

Dr Stone Being StanXeno’s Terminally Ill lover 

A/N: I am a sucker for this trope omg thank you for this. I reread the whole america arc to the end again just to remember the detailsss

Genre: Angst, Fluff

GN! Reader, Poly!Stanley x Xeno x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of cancer

(Dr.Stone manga spoilers ahead, but y’all have probably read it by now if y’all know who stanxeno are)

Date posted: 07/09/2024

Pre-Petrification: 

You met Stanley and Xeno in your elementary school, you three got along well and started being inseparable. 

You three grew up together, always being with each other and being present in each other’s achievements.

Whenever Xeno competed in contests, you and Stanley were there to support him. Whenever Stanley had a game, you and Xeno would be there to cheer on him. Whenever you had any performances, contests, or whatever you did, Stanley and Xeno would be there to support and cheer on you. 

Fast forward to your teenage years when you realised that you fell in love with not just one, but both of your best friends. 

Having the two just balanced each other out, it was impossible to not fall for them both.

Stanley and Xeno realised their feelings for you and each other after you attempted to date another person in order to get over them. 

That relationship made the two jealous, feeling as though your new partner stole you from them. They had more time alone together and fell for each other as well, but you were still the missing one in the equation.

When your partner ended up being a douchebag, they finally decided to confess their love for you at the same time, also confessing to each other. 

You three became a throuple since then. 

You three all reached your dream careers together, with Stanley becoming a Marine commander, Xeno a NASA Scientist, you a Biologist.

You and Xeno would comfort each other whenever Stanley gets deployed on dangerous missions. 

You and Stanley would often plan dates for the three of you whenever Xeno got too busy in his projects.

One day, you noticed a few symptoms, but decided to ignore them because you thought it was nothing serious. 

It wasn’t until you passed out and Xeno checked on you to realise that something was wrong.

They went with you to the doctor, and when you found out that you had cancer, it was as if your whole world crashed. 

Stanley and Xeno were no better, Stanley asked to be exempted from deployment for a while. Xeno then began doing extensive research to help you. 

It got to the point where you were confined and basically lived in the hospital.

Stanley and Xeno were always there with you, giving you words of security. 

You knew how much this hurts for the both of them, seeing you losing your life to your illness.

The day of the DARPA expo, both of them were called into work, leaving you alone at the hospital. 

You noticed a green light from your window, and the next thing you realised was you couldn't move. You thought you died then and there, mentally saying sorry and goodbye to the two loves of your life before your consciousness faded.

Meanwhile at the expo, when Stanley saw the green light, he immediately ordered everyone to get low and to not let their minds fade. 

During the 3,700 years, the two men thought about you a lot, how you were, where you are, or if they’ll ever see you and the other ever again. 

“Xeno…Y/N, I hope you both are alright…” Stanley thought as he busied his mind to not fade. He doesn’t know how long it's been, nor how long until he will be free again. Ever since the green light, he’s been thinking of ways to potentially get freed from his paralysis. His mind would sometimes wander to you, his last memory of you was when he and Xeno visited a day before the expo. You were getting weaker, he didn’t know how long you had left. If only he knew that that day could potentially be the last time he saw you, he would have stayed for longer. 

“7, 8, 9, 10. Y/N, Stan… I’ll find a way to get out of here and save you both. Y/N, even if it’s been over centuries, if there’s a chance of you still being alive, I’ll do all I can to cure you.” Xeno thought as he counted the seconds. That’s all he did, count to keep track of time and think of how he could survive in what will be a new era when he gets out. He’s recalling every piece of information he’s even known, forcing himself to never forget any. With all of the research wiped out, the knowledge will only live in his mind until he can write them down again. He’s keen on remembering the research for your cure, that could be his last hope.

Post-Petrification:

When Xeno woke up from his petrification, he immediately did things to ensure his survival as he waited for the other people to get freed. 

When Stanley and the others woke up, they immediately built a base and gathered all the resources to survive, slowly building up the American colony. 

It took years for them to go from the stone tools to the upgrades that would help them live more comfortably. 

Each hunt for food and resources, Stanley would scour the statues, hoping to maybe find yours. 

One night, Stanley asked Xeno how they’ll go about finding your statue, or if your statue is even intact. 

That was one of the few times Stanley got vulnerable, the last time was when your cancer got worse. 

Xeno then pulled out a map of all the possible locations, taking into consideration where you were, how many years it's been, how the topography changed, and all of that.

It was at times like this when Stanley was glad to have Xeno’s scary intelligence.

When they successfully made vehicles and aircrafts, they sent out the squad to go look for you which was led by Stanley, they took a few weeks to retrieve you. 

“Alright, this is location no.10. Let’s go.” Stanley commanded, each of his people looked at each statue closely, looking for you. Stanley himself meticulously looked around for you, it was hard to remain calm when he was so desperate to find you. He was anxious, didn’t know what state he’d find you in, or if you could be revived.  “Commander! Take a look!” one of them shouted, alerting him. He rushed towards her and looked down at the hole. His eyes widened when he realised it really was you. “Y/N… we finally found you.” He spoke. 

He dug the dirt more to reveal that your statue was in pieces. His heart sank at the realisation that you can’t wake up on your own, that you were gone for good. He still decided to gather all pieces of you, in case Xeno would be able to magically heal you. He was silent the whole ride back to the base, his crew has never seen him this depressed. They knew him as a resilient commander who was afraid of almost nothing. When he got back, he brought your statue directly to Xeno.

“I’m back, I found Y/N.” Stanley stated, entering the lab. “Welcome back, how are they-” Xeno stopped as he saw the way Stanley looked, it was a negative look. “Their statue is in pieces… I… how will they revive…” Stanley sat, emotions pooling, tears threatening to leave his eyes. “I…” for once, Xeno was at a loss for words. His mind couldn’t think straight.  He expected this outcome, but a part of him hoped that a miracle could have happened and kept your stone body safe. Xeno went to hug Stanley as they sobbed together for the loss of their lover. They decided to keep your statue somewhere safe, arranged and put you back into your form. This was their last way of having something to remember you by. When days get tough, they’d visit your statue and just talk as if you were really still there.

When Senku and the Kingdom of Science fought against the American colony and kidnapped Xeno, Stanley was furious. He already lost you, he couldn’t afford to lose Xeno as well. 

The whole chase happened, and in order to defeat Stanley, they had to petrify the whole globe again. 

After the 7 years of Petrification, Suika was able to revive Senku who in turn revived the others and Xeno, forming a truce with him. 

When Senku told Xeno about the healing properties of the revival fluid, as well as how they revived a lot of the statues that Tsukasa smashed, Xeno was amazed. 

He realised that you had another chance at life. 

“Hello, sorry for the intrusion. Yuzuriha, correct?” Xeno walked into Yuzuriha’s tent where she was making cloth. “Oh, Xeno. Can I help you with anything?” Yuzuriha answered. “Yes, actually. Senku told me that you were able to piece back together smashed statues and were able to revive them, is that correct?” Xeno asked, eyeing the woman. “Oh, yes. I spent a lot of time glueing pieces back together before. Why is that?” She asked, curious as to where this is going. “I have a job for you, if you wouldn’t mind. Follow me.” Xeno said, leading the way with Yuzuriha following after. 

He brought her to where you were kept. He was glad to find out that nothing much changed in the 7 years that passed. “Oh, a broken statue?” Yuzuriha asked, kneeling down to inspect the pieces. They weren't as bad as the ones broken by Tsukasa, yours was much easier. “Yes, they were someone very special to both Stan and I.” Xeno answered, looking at your stone face. 

Yuzuriha looked back at Xeno and saw the soft gaze he held. “So, you want me to put them back together and get Senku to revive them?” She asked. “Just put back together for now. I think Stanley would like to be here when they get revived.” Xeno answered. “Ok, you can count on me, Xeno!” Yuzuriha cheered, running to get her supplies. It took her no less than 2 hours to get you all pieced back together. 

Xeno felt alone, despite having everyone around him, the two people he cherished were still in stone. He could revive you, but he’d want Stanley to witness it as well, he knew how much pain Stanley kept when he thought you were unrevivable. So he waited for an opportunity, maybe in the soon future, to negotiate Stanley’s revival and then yours. 

When the astronaut selection happened, they decided to revive Stanley. Bringing the idea to Xeno, his eyes widened and he turned around, not wanting the others to see his emotional state. “If we’re reviving Stanley, may I ask for another one to get revived?” Xeno asked after the agreement, to which Senku agreed after learning that it wasn’t someone harmful and it was someone who could be useful. 

When Stanley got revived, his only thought was that it was an important mission, and he was assigned to pilot the manned rocket. When that was set, he and Xeno were left alone. “Stan… let’s go see Y/N’s statue.” Xeno said, to which Stanley immediately agreed to. Part of him hoped that he’d see you in the flesh, but he was also scared to hope. When they got there, Stanley was surprised to see that your statue was intact and dressed, the lines the only evidence of the shatter. “That petrification device is one of a kind, you know. Its mysterious science is quite elegant. Who knew that the reason for humanity’s collapse can also be the cure we’ve looked for.” Xeno said, looking at you. 

“Wait… you mean…?” Stanley stuttered, eyes wide looking at Xeno. “See for yourself.” Xeno said, handing him a bottle which the other assumed to be revival fluid. Stanley slowly uncapped the bottle and poured the liquid over you. Soon enough, your stone cracked and revealed you, alive. “What… where am I… huh?” You spoke as you blinked, eyes getting used to the sudden light. “Y/N… you’re actually alive…” Stanley whispered, afraid that this was an illusion. “Stan…Xeno…” you muttered. Stanley immediately brought you into a hug, his emotions spilling out. He didn’t need to be stoic when it was only you three. 

“The petrification from the medusa has healing properties. Senku shared to me that it was able to revive one of their comrades after you had a run in with them. It also healed the injuries from the war.” Xeno shared, “what? What’s going on…?” you asked. “That’s a story to tell for later, what I’m trying to say is that due to the petrification’s healing properties, the cancer in your body is no more.” Xeno replied, shocking both Stanley and yourself. “Really?!” you exclaimed, getting up to hug Xeno. “I do feel more energised than before. That’s amazing!” You added.

They ended up bringing you to Xeno’s place, filling you in with what you’ve missed for the years you’ve been petrified, and what they’re up to now. You learned that Stanley was revived to be the pilot of the rocket, while that scared you, you had trust in Xeno and Stanley that they will make sure that this mission is successful.

“Everyone, this is Dr. L/N, one of the renowned biologists of the old world.” Xeno introduced you to the crew. “Great! We have a biologist to help out with the agricultural cultivation! I desire all the different kinds of plants!” The guy who’s name you learned was Ryusui shouted. You helped them cultivate crops and helped with the agriculture in the Kingdom. Partnering up with Francios and making the food more nutritious and more easy to obtain. 

It wasn’t a secret that Stanley, Xeno, and you had something going on, but it wasn’t announced either. The others would just see how the other two were so much more different when with you. You were the “light” of the three, making them trust the other two more. With you there, it feels as if the other two were tamer. That however was put to test when someone decided it would be a good idea to flirt with you despite your protest and obvious uncomfort. “Back off from our partner.” Stanley’s commanding voice boomed, “lest you want to become one of the testing dummies in an experiment I’m working on.” Xeno added. making the other person cower in fear, that was when they found out that you three were in fact official. 

When everything was settled and humanity was slowly rising back up and with the legal rules of old age gone, the three of you decided to get married and live as how you’ve wanted to in your old lives. You thought that your life back in the old days would end easily, with you succumbing to your illness and leaving behind your two lovers, but thanks to the phenomenon, you were able to restart and live a new life with the two loves of your life. 

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[haroun31]

Down with the King (Y!Stanxeno xreader)

"Maybe cracking that game has not been the best idea I ever had"

"And it seemed that almost committing murder on a king was even a WORSE ONE!"

-☆-

The adrenaline made you ignore the shaking in your legs and before you knew it you were up on your feet and running again. You decided to change your route at the next house, preferring to disappear from the sight of the hunting dog for a couple of seconds and head towards the woods. The structures would certainly offer a good shelter and hiding place, but you had a feeling that the peasants would not appreciate your presence. 

And so it wasn't long before your feet were touching the damp forest floor and the trees around were casting a bit of shade from the blazing sun. Damn! That was no good! With the ground that damp you're sure to leave footprints that are almost like giant billboards that say 'I'M HERE!' At least, you won't have to worry about dry leaves and the annoying 'crunch' they might make. 

It didn't take long for the sound of your footsteps to be joined by a pair of others, right behind you. The sound was still fainth but it was obvious that your pursuer wasn't even trying to mask them. He didn't need to. He was the predator and you the prey. A hunting dog doesn't need to hide, that's a fox job. Ah. . .would you imagine if who was chasing you wasn't only a crude warrior but also a silent eagle too?

Not that the thought reassured you. Your heart was still beating wildly and your lungs were burning and begging for mercy. Your state of mind? AH! Who has time to despair or panic when the only thought you could think of was SURVIVE. And the fact that the knight hadn't uttered a word yet made the entire chase even more stressful. He looked like a war machine. 

Rather, he was gaining a little too much ground for your liking, you had to find a way to shake him off and hide! It was clear by now that in a battle of resistance you were doomed to lose. It was time to put into use all the knowledge you have acquired by watching bear or wolf survival videos on the internet. First thing! Don't run in a straight line! 

Which you were absolutely doing! 

You immediately took a right turn, just in time to feel something sharp brush the hood of your cloak and lodge itself in the trunk of the tree. You couldn’t help but let out a gasp, your eyes wide in pure horror at the realization that you had just avoided having your head kiss the oak wood for the last time of your life. You almost died, YOU ALMOST FUCKING DIED!

You bit your lips hard as you tried to not let panic overwhelm you. This was no longer a fucking game. He was DEFINITELY out for your head. 

You allowed yourself to turn your head back, only to see the blond knight pull his sword from the trunk while his golden eyes were fixed on yours. You couldn't take in any more of his details, you didn't have the luxury of it, and you kept running, this time making sure to make your path as confusing as possible. What were you suppose to do now!?

Your legs took you near a river, bordered by a small shore of boulders. Could you use it somehow? Maybe if you follow it you can find a small waterfall you can jump off and stop that madman from following you. Or better yet, knock him down. But the odds were definitely against you. 

Your eyes scanned the various rocks lining the river, and they narrowed. They looked fragile, probably left over from a landslide, you could use a stick and pry one of them up. It would surely cause a chain reaction and you could create a distraction and block his path, buying you time. 

All good ideas that never saw the light of day when your ankle got caught on a root, sending you falling forward. NO WAY!? Are you in a horror movie or something!? 

Apparently you were previously on a small rise because you found yourself rolling down the muddy slope. You bit your tongue every time your head or body hit a falling rock or piece of wood but soon your nasty fall came to an end. Tears of pain streamed down your cheeks and a small sob broke out of your lips, everything hurt so much! All you needed was this after being chased by the hunting dog! 

Speaking of the blond. Looking up you couldn't yet see his figure on top of the small cliff you'd fallen from. Which gave you time to do the only thing you could. Hide. 

You found a fallen tree trunk, it was obviously an old diseased tree but this created a hollow space inside it that you could squeeze in. Wasting no time you crawled inside as best you could, pressing your back against the trunk. Gathering the mud around you, you began to smear it on your already dirty face and clothes, hoping to blend in with the scenery around you. It was also perfect for covering your scent in case he brought a dog with him. 

You even wanted to drag a boulder closer to you to create more cover but the sound of a heavy landing made you freeze in place. He was here. And this time you had nowhere to run. You were betting the devil that his hellspawn wouldn't find you and God, you were hoping that he would go away fast because you were on the verge of just breaking down and ugly sobbing from the stress.

You could hear his footsteps around you. They were slow and heavy, almost mocking. He suspected that you were hiding here somewhere, after all, apart from the giant streak left by your rolling body, there were no other footprints of your boots. This knight knew his stuff, it must not be the first time he hunts something... or someone. 

Your heart was beating rapidly in your chest and every second that passed without hearing the dog move away only fueled your already high paranoia and stress. More than one time you had to cover your mouth to muffle any type of accidental sobs or sharp breaths that would escaped your lips. You couldn't do it anymore, this was torture.

"Run, rabbit run" you heart fucking DROPPED when you heard his voice and saw his boots enter your vision sight. He was here, just in front of you, strolling casually as he slightly sing sang "Rabbit, run, run, run" Holy fuck, this shit was worse than a horror movie! This was stressing the heck out of you!

Your whole body was trembling so badly you were afraid of causing a whole ass earthquake.His boots stopped right in front of you, and you pressed a hand harder over your mouth, hoping to silence your breathing even more. However you were afraid that your loud heart would have been enough to expose your hiding place.

The blond sword dragged on the soil in front of you before suddenly piercing the ground "You can run, but don't expect to escape me forever. For your crimes I will have your head" His voice was close to a murmur, like he was talking more to himself than to someone. You hated it, you hated it so much. You were confused, scared, terrified, in pain and wanted to just curl in a ball and disappear. This felt like a bad nightmare from which you couldn't wake up.

You heard the knight hum, like he found out something, what? You honestly didn't want to know. Then he grasped his sword once again before sprinting away in a direction you couldn't see, leaving you alone for the time being.

-☆-

(You can find the whole fic either on Quotev or Wattpad under the same name as the title!)

[ryusuisloveinterest]

Xeno and Stanley flirting with Senku's mom who is a doctor after they made peace with one another, either separately or together works!

-🧨 Anon

Hello 🧨 anon! Thank you for the request! I hope this was good for you. I kinda made it a little stressful and angsty ig??? but I picture senku’s mama protective so that’s what I wrote lol. Also Xeno’s is much longer than Stanley’s sorry about that. I hope you enjoy! 💕

Xeno and Stanley flirting with Senku’s mom 🩷

I don’t think Senku would revive his mom after he found out what happened to Byakuya. He doesn’t want to be the one to tell his mother what happened to his father. But eventually he had to wake you up, after all a boy needs his mother. When you found out what happened to Byakuya you didn’t dare cry in front of him (so that’s where he gets it from). You hold him in your arms and explain to him that you’ll always miss and love his father but he would want him to go forward and enjoy life. But as soon as you’re behind closed doors, you burst into tears, crying for your husband and how you could never say bye to him or tell him how much you love him again. But of course life goes on. Senku continues to work on his science and you’re there with him every step of the way. But you couldn’t just stand around and do nothing forever! You decided to do what you do best, help others! You opened your own clinic and became the first official doctor in the stone world! Of course on your off time you go and visit Senku in his lab, bringing him and his colleagues treats and whatever supplies they need, including Xeno and Stanley. Safe to say they’ve taken quite an interest in you.

Xeno:

Xeno first met you when the Time Machine idea first came into mind

Senku awkwardly walks in with you following, cooing at all the things he’s accomplished 

“Awww my little boy has grown so much! I’m so proud of you!”

Cue blushing Senku 

Of course this also makes Xeno chuckle 

“Is this your mother Dr Senku?” Xeno holds out his hand, “Dr Xeno. It’s a pleasure to meet you maam.”

Your smile quickly fades when he says his name, but you try to fake a smile

“Ohhhh so you’re the one that tried to get my son killed🙂”

He’s so taken aback

No one messes with mama’s boy

“Calm down ma I told you it’s all over now. He’s an ally”

You quickly remove your hand and walk past them. “He better be”

You then your head to face Xeno, “and you better keep your hands off my boy”

Oh he’s gonna like you

Every time you came over to the lab Xeno would try to start conversation 

“Any patients today?” “Your son just came up with a new idea for the Time Machine.” “I heard you used to want to visit the states.”

At first you would half ass your answers

“No.” “I know he’s brilliant, now where is he?” “Not anymore.”

But your slowly started to warm up to him, and I mean slowly 

“How was your day?” You asked him once. This was how you got to know each other better.

One day you walk in looking to give Senku some fruit you just bought

“SHIT!” You run to the scream and see a spilt concoction and a burn on Xeno’s hand

You set the fruit down and head over to him. You take out your water bottle and pour it on a towel, placing it on his hand

He smiles at the gesture

“I bet you didn’t think I’d be your patient today.” He teases

You chuckle, “nope, but you somehow always surprise me.”

Your bring out some ointments and continue to treat him

“I knew you were beautiful but you look like heaven this close.”

Shocked, You stop what you’re doing but quickly continue 

Xeno smiles and continues to watch you work 

That wasn’t the last you’ve heard of his teasing

“Welcome back Mrs Y/N. I smell a new perfume. I’m assuming it’s from Mrs Yuzuriha’s collection?” “You look so gorgeous today, as of course you do everyday, but you seem different somehow.” “I always like it when your hairs up.”

But one day he said it infront of senku. 

“Could you two stop being gross? I’m trying to work.” 

Senku thinks he hid it, but of course you catch it. the worry on his face

Pulling Xeno aside, you tell him, “do you know the reason senku wants this Time Machine to work? Because he wants his father back, and I want my husband back. I know my son, he’s worried that if he brings byakuya back that I’ll love you instead of him. Which wouldn’t be true!”

Taking a deep breath you continue, “but if for some reason my genius boy can’t find a way to do so, which I’m sure he can… I wouldn’t mind trying a life with you Xeno…”

You look him in the eyes, “just spare my son his worries…”

Xeno sighs and smiles, “of course, I mean I don’t want my greatest colleague to resent me. But I hope you know I’ll hold you to your word.”

Stanley:

Same as Xeno, you immediately all him out for trying to kill your precious boy

He honestly tries to keep his distance from you at first, he doesn’t want to cause a problem

Until one day he came back from hunting very injured

Xeno sent him to you as soon as he saw him 

Not being able to deny a patient you tell him to sit down and wait to be taken care of 

He didn’t say much except for a thank you and sorry for the trouble, but you didn’t mind at all

This became a routine for the both of you

He would come in with just a small cut or a nearly broken arm and you would take care of it 

He thinks you’re the most beautiful woman in the world 10000%, but when he walks in and catches you hurrying around with the necklace Byakuya gave you he keeps to himself

So for months and months he will make small talk as he kept visiting you

“How’s your day so far?” “Bet you didn’t have the same patient everyday like me 3700 years ago huh?” “I can see where senku gets hard work from.”

Every single day his feelings for you increased

One day he didn’t realize his words slipping

“You’re such an angel you know that? Always taking care of me. You should let me treat you for once.”

Your head snaps up

“What?”

He’s too far in now

“I wanna take you out. Yknow grab a drink, actually talk and-“

“I’ll wait for my husband.”

He’s instantly quiet. He doesn’t dare say another word

You hold your face in your hands

“This Time Machine is a long shot. I know my boy is a genius and he can do anything he puts his mind to but I know some things aren’t possible.”

“Y/N I-“

“Please let me finish. I want Byakuya back more than anything in the world, but if he can’t come back… I’ll go on a date or two with you…”

You give him a soft smile

“Thank you, y/n. I hope whatever happens makes you happy,” he says as he takes your hand. 

“Thank you. And please don’t tell senku about this.”

“I promise.”

[nicorobinohara]

The Meeting of Minds.

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-Aunt scientist of Senku-

(OC-seiko)

Part 1:

It was heavy inside Xeno Houston Wingfield's underground hiding place. The dim light of the lamps cast shadows on the stone walls, illuminating the serious faces of the soldiers under his command. In the center of the enclosure, attached to a chair and tied firmly, was Gen Asagiri.

Despite the unfavorable situation, the mentalist still maintained his characteristic smile, although his eyes showed a slight discomfort.

- Ugh... this is too tight. - He complained, twisting his wrists inside the ties. - If you want a civilized conversation, Xeno, tying up your guest is not the best way to start.

Xeno, who was calmly reviewing some notes about the rocket project, looked up at Gen, but before he could answer, something changed in the environment.

A sound.

Low. Quick. I need it.

Stanley, who was next to Xeno, raised the gun in an instant, his sharp senses detecting the subtle movement coming from the corridor. But before he could react completely, one of the guards fell to the ground with a deaf thud.

Xeno narrowed his eyes. This was not a common attack.

The other soldiers took out their improvised weapons, but then, before they could do anything, a figure emerged from the darkness, moving with surgical precision.

It was a woman.

His hair was identical to Senku Ishigami's, but it was stuck in two forward braids, framing his face impeccably. His eyes, of the same golden hue, shone in the light of the lamp with an analytical intensity.

She wore practical clothes for exploration and fieldwork, and the posture indicated that she was not a simple adventurer - every step she took was calculated, efficient.

Gen blinked when he saw her.

- Oh, finally, my savior arrives!

Xeno kept his expression neutral, but his mind was working at a thousand per hour.

- You must be Seiko. - He said, already deducing her identity.

She smiled slightly, without taking her eyes off him.

- And you must be Xeno Houston Wingfield.

The scientist crossed his arms, evaluating her.

- A woman of multiple specialties, they say. Scientist, engineer, mathematician, apothecary and also with practice in medicine. It seems too good to be true.

- For a man who built a civilization from scratch, you should be more used to dealing with prodigies. - Seiko countered, taking another step forward.

Stanley kept the gun pointed at her, but Xeno raised a hand, signaling him to wait.

- Did you come alone? - He asked, intrigued.

Seiko tilted her head slightly.

- Are you implying that I would need an army to get Gen out of here?

Xeno let out a soft laugh.

- Interesting.

It was the only warning he gave before moving forward.

Seiko noticed his movement at the same moment. Xeno was not only a scientist - his brilliant mind was also accompanied by an impressive physical capacity. He tried to grab her wrist to immobilize her, but Seiko already foresaw this movement and deviated, turning her body with agility.

Her counterattack was accurate. With a slight movement, he pressed a specific point on Xeno's arm, causing an involuntary reflex that made him let go of his attempt to grab her.

Stanley finally shot, but Seiko had already pulled Gen away, dodging the shots with an agile jump.

Xeno massaged his arm lightly, still feeling the impact of the pressure. He looked at Seiko with a curious glow in his eyes.

- You're not just theory. You know how to apply it in practice.

- It would be shameful to depend only on words when you live in a world without advanced technology. - She replied, already positioning herself near the exit.

Gen waved to Xeno with an amused smile.

- It was a lovely visit, but I think I prefer my freedom.

Before they could stop them, Seiko launched a small explosion of smoke - a chemical trick he created with apothecary herbs and minerals available in nature. The dense smoke filled the place, making everyone cough and lose their sight for a few seconds.

When the fog dissipated, Seiko and Gen had disappeared.

Stanley lowered the gun, grumbling.

- That was humiliating.

Xeno, however, didn't seem frustrated. On the contrary.

He looked at the point where Seiko had been moments before, a small smile appearing on his lips.

- Fascinating...

Stanley stared at him, skeptical.

- Don't tell me you liked her.

Xeno just adjusted his gloves and went back to his table.

- I would say it was a first impression... thought-provoking.

He knew that wouldn't be his last date with Seiko. And next time, I would be even more prepared to face her.

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Just an image of how seiko would be:

[themissinghand]

Dr. Stone: Growing Up With Stanley Synder

Note: Received a request from anon but sadly lost the OG request message. Thanks for the request though! Always open to taking requests, and for other fandoms as well! 

Summary: Headcanons of what it would be like growing up together with our favourite sniper king. 

Pairing: Stanley Snyder x GN! Reader! 

Warnings: Spoilers for the characters, but no canon plot. For anime watchers, don't search up Xeno or Stanley if you don't want to be spoiled!

★・・・・・・★

Childhood Friendship:

Stanley Snyder has been friends with you since you were kids. It’s not really a choice, considering you two were practically neighbors, and your parents being friends with one another. 

Even so, Stanley felt like you two just clicked upon the first meeting. 

Stanley never thought you two would share many similar interests and hobbies.

Often, Stanley would spend countless weekends with you, playing sports, watching movies, discovering hidden gems in the city, and pranking others. 

Stanley’s family were incredibly supportive and happy that their son were getting along with you so well. So they often invited you to go over whenever your parents had work overseas.

They encouraged open-mindedness and respect between the two of you as you two sometimes fought and got mad at each other for little things. 

Stanley learned to apologize and forgive, how to be stern and patient, and be the kind and responsible “other brother” in your friendship

Back then, he was just your childhood friend.

Realization of Feelings:

Stanley began to realize his feelings for you when he was in high school. 

He found himself blushing around you and getting nervous when you smiled at him. 

He cared for the little things, and didn’t want to disappoint you when he got in trouble with his guy group.

Stanley became increasingly protective of you, always looking out for your well-being. 

He'd insist on walking you home after school and making sure you were safe.

Sometimes, he would even go out of his way to take care of you when you were sick.

Stanley developed a habit of calling you at night. Asking about your day, and tell you about his. 

He loved these late-night conversations, just you and him, sometimes sharing stories, gossip, dreams, fears, and secrets. 

Stanley found comfort in these talks, and it was during one of these moments that he admitted to himself that he had a crush on you, and can’t let you go.

Courting & Confession:

Stan isn't afraid to show his affection, like offering to carry your backpack or complimenting you about your looks, knowledge or personality.

He often buys you food and eventually became your personal professional driver.

Stanley reached out to his closest friend, Xeno, about his feelings, seeking advice on how to confess. 

Xeno encouraged him to be honest with you but also cautioned him to respect your boundaries in the case that feelings aren’t reciprocated. 

(Xeno was sure that it would be, that sneaky little Einstein)

One day, Stanley finally mustered the courage to tell you about his feelings. 

Stanley and you sat together under the beautiful night stars during one of your many weekend hangouts, and it was then he blurted out his confession. 

“Hey Y/N, you know, we've been friends for so long…practically since babies. You know you were really ugly back then.”

“Oh shut it, like you weren’t a brat.” A shared nudge and chuckle.

“Hey, there's something I need to tell you." 

"Yea? What is it, Stan?" 

"Well, it's just... ah screw it, I really like you. Not just as a friend. I mean, I like you a lot. More than I've ever liked anyone.” 

From your looks to your personality to funny moments and lovable times, his rant went on for a bit like a kid describing his favourite cartoon.

"Damn, I know it's probably weird to hear, and I understand if you don't feel the same way. But can you give me an answer soon?” 

Stanley closed his eyes and waited patiently for your answer. At this time, he really wanted to smoke.

"Stanley Synder, you dummy. You know, I've been feeling the same way.” Stanley felt a hand on his shoulder, waking him up. 

“I was just too scared to say anything."

"Really?"

"Yeah, really. I've liked you for a long time too, Stan. No matter how much of an annoying show-off and-." He pulled you into a little hug which cut you off, but you didn’t mind. 

The hug now felt a little differently than before.

You two stayed like that for a bit, relishing in the peace and quiet, in relief.

"So, what do we do now?" 

"How about we keep being us? We don't have to change anything about our friendship, just add a little extra something."

“Hmm, that sounds perfect.”

[snzhrchy]

don’t know if the dr stone fandom is even alive but i’m willing to take requests for it !! so hit my inbox w/ reqs :p

especially hyoga & tsukasa

[narrators-journal]

I always feel like somebody's watching me

This is a bit of a mess, but I hope it’s still a fun lil read. I don’t have much else to say, tbh. Just, enjoy some yandere-energy stano/stan content lol.

CW: Implied stalking and implied yandere behavior, that’s about it so far unless I missed something.

Energy drinks for the week, vitamins, tv dinners. I should be good to go for a while, at least. You mused as you looked over the stacks of Banquet brand microwavable meals and packs of energy drinks that you’d horde for your work week. Though, was it a healthy diet? Not really, and you were aware of that.

However, when someone spent nearly twelve hours a day six days a week hunched over a desk or with your eyes glued to a whiteboard, the last thing they would want to do when finally at home was cook and fuss over nutrition. Which was exactly what you felt about the idea, and that was why you stood in the frozen meal section of the grocery store that Friday. Now all I should need is some sandwich stuff, then I can go home and nap. You thought to yourself with a triumphant smile on your face.

Though, you stopped and turned around when you heard a familiar gentle drawl mixed in with the grocery store’s christmas music. “Hey! Aren’t you Xee’s old classmate?” Stanley Snyder was the source, of course. It was hard for you to not instantly recognize the tall man.

Back in your college days, you’d roomed with Xeno Wingfield to save on tuition costs and, as a result, met the silver-haired pretty boy he’d been friends with since childhood. And, while it had only been a handful of times when he got a day or two off from bootcamp, it was fairly rare for you to come across a 5’9 man with snow-colored hair, black-painted lips, and immaculate eyeliner in the frozen food aisle. “Xeno wingfield? Pompous ass who keeps dismembered frog parts in the fridge? If so, then yeah, and I take it you’re Stanley, right?” You asked with a small smile as the man approached. Which, let you drink in the changes he’d gone through in the years between meetings, like how his muscles now stretched the sleeves of his plain t-shirt, the silver dog tags that he now sported, and the twinkle of something new in his icy eyes. “Yeah, that’s him, and yep, that’s me. How’ve you been, darlin’?” He asked casually, only for your old roommate to appear from one of the aisles behind him.

Unlike Stanley Snyder, Xeno Houston Wingfield had almost not changed at all between college and now. His own pale hair was still kept back in a pompadour, and his eyes were still bottomless pits of cold that could only be matched by the depths of space itself. He still wore a long black coat over constant formalwear, and when he looked over to where you chatted with Stanley, he still oozed an aura of evil genius. “Hello again,” He offered with a simple nod to you, but left you no room to respond to either him or Stan, “Why are you talking to them? I turn my back for five seconds, and you bolted off.” He accused his old friend. “Oh, um, sorry-” Stan cut you off nonchalantly, unbothered by the scientist’s hostility-laced tone. “Relax, Xee, I’m just making conversation. We’d barely said hello, it’s not like we’re swapping humiliatin’ stories.” Before the duo swapped expressions and huffs in some telepathic conversation. What the fuck are these two on… “Oh, shit, um...y’know, I should actually go.” You said, which earned you the center of attention once more. “I-I have frozen food in my cart, I need to get home before it melts and go bad, y’know? So sorry if that’s abrupt, I almost forgot.” And you two still give me the creeps. “Ah, right, my bad. I forgot you just got off of work, I shouldn’t keep you.” Stanley hummed, and you just did your best to nod and hurry off to the cash register before your face visibly paled in fear.

The last thing you heard was Xeno’s bitter hiss of, “Why would you say that?! They didn’t need to know you know that.” As unconcerned with what you heard as he was back in college. Though, this time, you weren’t simply cursed with whatever the barely ethical experiment of the week was.

[luxthestrange]

DrStone Incorrect quotes#7 *Kai's theme song*

Spoilers if you haven't read the manga! YOU BEEN WARNED-

I want a 20-something Y/n who raised Senku along with Byakuya, You were just the only babysitter who Senku seemed to like given you didn't baby-talk him...also he knew you and Byakuya had slow burn pining but the viejo sabroso-old man worried too much on the age gap and didn't make a move...then he went to the moon-

F!Y/n*Has the Megaphone for Stanley to hear them and for Xeno to hear as well, walking in plain sight you stand over a barrel, and tap the mic after the Snyder terrorized the group and made it clear they want Senku to meet his dad in heaven*-Whoever decided to put their hands on my kids, please come outside so I can PEACEFULLY BREAK YOUR LEGS!?!?

The Kingdom of Science*Trying to pull you away from shooting distance*

Snyder*Is Impressed by your balls, Describing your features to Xeno*...

-In the American Colony-

Xeno*Has met you in person, and knows what you're capable of*...

[vewyscawywriting]

Love Potion

I was actually working on another Stanley x Reader x Xeno, but this one came first. Wrote this in two hours like a woman possessed, and didn't proofread, so I'm so sorry for any mistakes >w< I've actually been super hyperfixated on Stan and Xeno for a while now, ever since I finished the manga, and now that they're finally in the anime I couldn't contain my excitement any longer and had to write for them. It's technically x reader, but it's heavily based on an OC I have.

Fandom: Dr. Stone

Pairing: Stanley x F!Scientist!Reader x Xeno (Steno x Reader)

Wordcount: 4063 words

Tags: desperation, love potion, established relationship, threesome, mentions of animal testing

Summary: Your experiment with creating a love potion goes wrong when you accidentally drug yourself with it. Now Stanley and Xeno have to help you out. Pre-petrification.

It was a calm day in the Wingfield residence where you lived with Xeno and Stanley, and all three of you were home. Which was a rarity lately.

 Stanley and Xeno were talking in the living room, discussing Stanley's latest deployment and some of Xeno's ever growing work related annoyances. You were downstairs, working on some private project that you hadn't divulged to them. It wasn't anything strange, and after you'd told them it wasn't anything dangerous they'd left you to your devices.

Until there was a loud crash coming from the basement where the lab was located.

 Instantly the men were up, running down towards where the sound had come from, hoping nothing bad had happened. 

Meanwhile downstairs you were sweating bullets. Everything had gone precisely to plan until now; the experiment you had been working on had been a success. Or at least... when tested on the mice. All you needed was a subject for a controlled test with a low dosage of the potion. 

And then, with said potion in your hands you had stumbled over the wheels of your desk chair. The curses that fell from you were both from pain and frustration as you realized what this meant for you and the experiment.

"What's wrong?" Stanley was instantly by your side, and you tried to hide your hands behind your back sneakily. He noticed, of course, grabbing your arm and bringing your hurt hand forward. In it you held the shards of a broken vial, the liquid that had been inside mingling with your blood and dripping down.

"Shit," he muttered as he pulled you out of the lab. Xeno had come up behind him, still some steps higher than Stanley up the stairs he could look over the soldier easily. Quickly assessing the damage he shook his head, walking ahead to the bathroom where the first aid supplies were.

"What happened?" he askee as he let Stanley clean and dress the wound. You winced at him removing the glass from your skin as gently as possible, fresh blood pooling from the wound that he tried to staunch. 

"Let it flow," you said, ignoring Xeno's question. Stanley's amber eyes were on you inquisitively, silently asking for a reason. A reason you were unwilling to give, because you'd have quite some explaining to do. You knew that they would figure it out soon enough though, and the sooner you got the explanation over with the better.

"The... potion... got into my bloodstream. I want it out."

More raised eyebrows, Stanley now putting your hand under flowing water as Xeno's eyes practically pierced through you now. 

"Do you... do you remember that one time Stanley joked about wanting a love potion or something, and Xeno adamantly said there was no such thing? I, uh, I took that as a challenge."

No reply, except a scoff from Stanley.

"And?" Xeno replied, face unchanging, though you saw a glimmer of humour in his dark eyes when he realized you weren't in danger. 

"I think I've succeeded." 

You removed your hand from the stream of water, but Stanley brought it back under instantly, his fingers tight around your wrist, and a frown on his face. You looked at him a little longer than necessary, taking in his striking features. At this point you were unsure if you wanted to have been succesful with the love potion, but if it had to happen...  at least you were in good hands.

"I was hoping to get a controlled test going. With the proper precautions taken, of course. This isn't that, but we'll for sure figure out whether it works yes or no." This time Stanley let you remove your hand, letting you inspect it before he took it back from you, starting to bandage it tightly. The blood was still flowing in thin rivulets and you winced at the pain. 

"Not the most elegant solution," Xeno said, and the grin on his face send a shiver down your spine. "But you just have to be your own test subject, I'm afraid."

"What do you need?" was Stanley's response, and you knew he was ready to do whatever for you at this moment. The thought warmed your heart. And your face, and, hm, it seemed the potion had definitely entered your bloodstream if the heating of your core was any indication.

It seemed putting your thoughts in order took you longer than usual too as you tried to remember what it was you needed to get this experiment to succeed. "I, uh," you wiped your undamaged hand across your face, feeling how hot your cheeks had gotten. "I need you to write down what I'm saying, Xe." 

Your right hand was out of commission, and you needed someone to write down your broken thoughts on the situation. Xeno produced a pen and a notebook from his pocket, checking his watch before you could ask. 

"It's been exactly 2 minutes and 54 seconds since we've heard the crash downstairs," the smirk on his face as he looked down at you was downright sinful and you had to avert your eyes to keep your head in the game. You were seated on the toilet as Stanley and Xeno stood next to you, and you suddenly felt very small. "Judging from how flushed you are, I'm assuming you've started feeling the effects of your medicine." He scribbled something down as you nodded.

"Let's move somewhere more practical," Stanley said, and before you could comment he had already picked you up bridal style. "I suggest the bedroom."

"Most elegant idea, Stan," Xeno replied, "We can continue this experiment uninterrupted and comfortably."

The things they said were already going in one ear and out the other. Your recipe might've been a tad... strong. Well, you hadn't planned on taking an uncontrolled amount directly into your bloodstream. After all you fed it to the mice though food, extremely small doses too. You could only hope it wouldn't leave lasting damage, but for now all you could focus on was how nice Stanley smelled, how strong he was carrying you with ease, and how your skin burned where it met his'. You wondered if the two could hear your heartbeat through your chest, but when Stan opened the door to the bedroom you realized they probably couldn't hear it over how loud your breathing had gotten. You kept trying to update Xeno on how you were feeling, your voice raising in pitch significantly the longer you kept going.

"Fuck," you muttered, face in Stanley's strong chest, fighting the brain fog trying to overtake you. "I feel everything times ten right now. Xeno are you still writing?"

"Of course, love," he replied, words sweet despite the sadistic smirk still on his face. "I will keep updating your symptoms as we go. Now, do you want us to help relieve said symptoms, or do you want to undergo this experiment fully without outside interference?"

The thought of not getting any relief already sounded like torture to you. You were sure you had leaked through your underwear and pants already, unsure if you wanted to check it. Your lab coat hung open and dishevelled, creating an uncomfortable feeling under you as you were laid down on the bed. It irritated you that you realized something unnecessary like that at this point, but you skin was just so extremely sensitive. "No," you gasped in reply, "this wasn't a controlled experiment from the start. Just... write down how I'm faring before, during and after having sex. If you want to help, of course." For the last question you looked at Stan who had put you down on the bed. He chuckled at your words.

"Is that even a question?"

He was sitting on the edge of the mattress, hovering over your prone body as you arched towards his touch. A calloused finger ran down your opened lips, your chin, down your chest as it passed your nipples that pebbled under your blouse drawing a gasp from you, down your belly, until it reached the button of your pants. 

"Oh, fuck," you gasped, bucking your hips up towards his hand that seemed to leave a burning trail over your skin. "I don't think I've ever needed your touch as much as right now."

Stanley chuckled, glancing over to Xeno who sat down on a chair at the end of the bed. His legs were crossed elegantly, the notebook resting on his knee as he scribbled things down. His gaze was sharp, nodding once to Stanley as the soldier went on. His finger hooked under your pants as he undid the button and fly, never hurrying towards his goal. You cursed and sighed, body urging him forward, but your mouth told him to go slow and steady. 

You heard yourself say the words. You wanted him to go slow and steady, for the best test results you needed to give Xeno time to analyse and write. At this point you were unable to. Saying the words was like swallowing glass though, and it was only in a small window of lucidity that you were able to speak them. A desperate whine instantly followed as you continued your sentence, hips arching off the bed as his fingers grazed your naked skin. "But I don't want you to go slow... Need you to hurry, I think I'm going to lose it!"

Stanley obeyed as fingers ran over your pussy lips. A crude comment fell from him at feeling how soaked you were, but you were too far gone to respond. The ease of which two of his fingers slipped inside of you was almost comical and you opened your legs further. 

You wanted both of them so bad you almost felt like crying. Stanley's hands caressing your wet cheek told you you were. And with Xeno's chuckle and uncrossing of his legs you realized you'd also said those things out loud. It was the truth though. 

"What a strange thing to ask," Xeno said as he rose to stand up. He leaned over you, putting some of your dishevelled hair behind your ear as you leaned into his touch. "I can't do two things at once, now, can I? If you want something from me, you're going to have to do the work yourself."

A glance was thrown at Stanley who smirked and leaned back from you, allowing you to move towards Xeno as he seated himself at the other edge of the bed. The notebook was still in his hands, but not that his legs were uncrossed you saw that he was not unaffected by your state. The removal of Stanley's fingers was a torturous thing, something you missed more than air at this current moment. It also gave you the strength to roll over to Xeno though, grabbing his knee and pulling him further on the bed so that he was facing you as you laid in front of him. The desperation in your movement was new to them, but not unwelcome, and Xeno let you move him without complaints. He held his notebook high as you crawled your way into his lap. 

"Careful now," he muttered, no real anger in his voice as the smirk that he had from the start still hadn't been wiped from his face. "What an inelegant state you've found yourself in. Maybe try to be more careful in the future, hm? I thought you were taught better than that."

You frowned, but didn't reply, eyes on the prize. The prize being his dick that was making a beautiful tent in his trousers. 

Shaking fingers reached for the button and the zipper, wasting no time in pulling his hardening member out of his silky underwear. A soft moan came from the scientist and you felt your heart swell with victory. It was almost embarrassing how much your mouth watered. 

"Want me to start writing?" Stan asked from across the bed, and Xeno huffed. Both of them knew that there was no way Xeno was going to be able to continue his work like this, but Xeno liked to think himself above his baser instincts and implying he wasn't was never met with much acceptance from the scientist. 

"No need," was the reply and Stanley just shrugged. A plea came from between Xeno's legs though as you kissed down the shaft that was so beautifully presented to you.

"You gotta keep updating though, Xe," you whined between kitten licking his dick, and he groaned, fingers tightening around the notebook. "The experiment-"

You didn't even let yourself finish the sentence before taking Xeno's dick into your mouth fully, desperate to taste him. Your brain felt like it was vibrating as all your thoughts were focused on one thing and one thing only; touch and being touched. The sound coming from above you stirred you on, bucking your hips into the mattress as you sucked hard. Desperate for more of everything.

A rare curse fell from Xeno's mouth and one of his hands curled into your hair tightly. He looked over to Stanley who's eyes were glued to the both of you, obviously enjoying what he saw if his own straining erection was any indication. 

"What are you waiting for? Don't leave her hanging now," Xeno's voice was lacking its usual commanding quality, but Stanley jumped into action none the less, always eager to obey. And no matter how his voice sounded, it was really the scientists eyes that told his soldier where he needed to be anyways. 

His own sweatpants were easily pulled down with his underwear, letting his dick spring free too. Stanley crawled on top of you, pulling you back against him as he rutted into you for just a second before stilling again, enjoying the muffled sound of protest that came from you. A kiss was shared between the men for just a second before Stanley looked pointedly at the forgotten notebook between Xeno's fingers. 

A huff and a frown were his only reactions as Xeno neared his own orgasm with mind numbing speed. It seemed you were intent of sucking him dry, and his warnings only made you suck harder. A deep groan fell from his lips as he shakily bucked up into you, mouth finding Stanley's again in a sloppy kiss. Stanley meanwhile found your opening. You were so wet he was unsure if you had already orgasmed, but it seemed you were still unsatisfied and greedy for his cock if your wiggling hips were any indication. He slipped inside with a groan as the kiss between him and Xeno broke apart, a strand of spit connecting them. As it snapped it dripped down on your back, your clothes already soaked with your own sweat. Xeno broke first, coming inside of your mouth with a hoarse cry, hips snapping up and fingers tightening in your hair. You groaned and choked around him, so far gone you would've died happily like this. Eagerly swallowing down his cum between gasps and coughs as you were pulled back off his lap. 

You looked up at Xeno, and he shivered at how debauched you looked. One of the best looks on you, he decided, ranking high with you being excited about a new breakthrough, or you confidently in charge of a larger scientific operation. It seemed that the fact that he his dick was still out hadn't escaped your clouded mind, and you struggled back to it like having him cum again was your only lifeline. Xeno's fingers were surprisingly strong in keeping your head away. Allowing you to lay on his leg that was folded sideways, he patted your dishevelled hair. 

"Calm down, greedy girl. Stanley will help you with the rest." He needed some time to come down and get his thoughts together. You and Stanley had an effect on him that he would hate if you were anyone else, and that effect was that you had the capability to greatly distract and fluster him. But the notebook on his lap was finally grabbed once again as he furiously started writing between glances at you and Stan now desperately fucking on your shared bed. 

It seemed you were far from satisfied, crying at Stan to go faster and harder, and Stan obeyed without question, turning you over on the bed and pushing down into you with rougher thrusts. Your toes curled every time Stan bottomed out, brain complete mush as all you could feel was pleasure and a desperate need for more. The how's and why's of how you got into this situation had completely fled your mind as you were a slave to your baser instincts, moving with Stan to an orgasm that kept being out of reach. 

It seemed Stanley would reach it before you, something that didn't usually happen. He realized this and his deft fingers went over to your clit to rub at it furiously. Your eyes were scrunched shut as all you could do was hang on, hoping your body would grant you relief. When you opened them you saw Stan above you, hair falling in his face and sweat dripping of him as he pounded inside of you with wild abandon. He looked breath taking, and you could only fall deeper in love with him than you already were.

"Fuuuuck, Stan!" you keened, legs crossing behind him as you tried to pull him deeper inside of you, unwilling to let him pull out at all.  

"Shit, doll," he cursed, rhythm faltering as you tightened around him like a vice, dick throbbing inside of you as he grew impossibly close, "That love potion really did a number on ya, huh?" 

Your cries and your tightness pushed him over the edge, unable to pull out. His groan was rough and deep. His fingers tightening against your hips, sure to leave bruises, but you weren't done yet. His hot cum dripped out of you, mingling with your own juices as you cried out for more. 

"Not enough," you gasped, the frustration of not reaching your peak giving you the strength to reverse your positions despite your unwilling, boneless body. "I need more, please."

Xeno's voice cut though your desperation as you reached for Stanley's softening cock. The poor man flinched away from overstimulation, leaning away from you to catch his breath. "Give me a sec, will ya?"

A voice cut through the chaos. "Take a deep breath, and tell me how you are feeling, y/n."

Xeno's order came out of nowhere and for a second you were unable to answer, unsure why he asked. A ray of clarity penetrated the fog in your mind and you struggled to reply in a proper way. 

"I- I'm so close," you gasped out, leaning back on the bed and giving Stanley some time to get ready for another round. "I can't think of anything other than to touch you and be touched. I need relief, I... I feel so in love, and it's not just because of the potion, I-" you started rambling and Xeno interrupted you with a raised hand. The smile on his face wasn't as smug as usual though, a rare softness in his eyes he only reserved for you and Stanley. 

"And physically? Any discomfort besides the obvious? Heartrate?"

Stanley slowly started touching you again, already ready for another round, and waiting for the conversation to be over. He had a goal, and that was to fix the situation you had caused for yourself to the best of his abilities. And you hadn't orgasmed yet.

His painted lips were on your neck and you moaned as you tried to come up with answers for Xeno. He sent a frown Stanley's way, but didn't tell him to stop, so he took that as permission to continue. Leaving hickeys and marks on his way as he kissed up your neck to your sweet spot beneath your ear as you finally stuttered out an answer to Xeno between high pitched moans.

Mind once again succumbing to the potion as you reached back to Stan, forgetting what you were doing as Xeno went back to scribbling on the notepad that was now balancing precariously on his knee as his other hand pumped his length languidly. His breath was ragged, poor fitness catching up to him, but he couldn't help but be affected when you and Stan were in front of him like this. 

Stan meanwhile had caught his breath and was prime and ready for round 2. He pulled you up onto his knees, letting you fall down onto him as you started riding him instantly. Your back was against his now naked chest as he had finally removed all his clothes, working on finally getting your sweaty lab coat and blouse off you as well.

Your arms were around his neck, threading in his soft and fluffy hair that you so loved to pull as you rode him wildly. Head thrown back into his neck as he continued to leave love bites on your neck, groaning deeply as you pulled hard on his hair in retaliation. It seemed Xeno's earlier questions had focused you once again on the goal, and this time it felt like you would reach it. Your muscles cried out, but it seemed you had endless stamina in your drugged state, every thrust and gyration bringing you closer to your orgasm. 

As Stanley finally had your clothes fully off, his hands went to your chest where he grabbed handfuls of your flesh, fingers rolling your nipples roughly. 

"Come for us, hm?" Stan muttered in your ear, his voice husky and rough, and you moaned loudly in return, feeling the coil in your stomach tighten. "Now, look at Xeno and don't you dare look away."

You did as he said, locking eyes with the scientist as all three of you seemed to reach the end simultaneously. Your body shivered and shuddered as you came harder than you ever had before, hearing Stanley curse in your ear.

"Fuck, she's taking it clean off," he groaned as he bit down on your shoulder, his dick twitching inside of you as he shot wave after wave of his load inside of you. Xeno chuckled through his groan as he came too, but it soon turned into a sound of annoyance when he realized drops of it splattered on the notebook he had so diligently written the results of your symptoms on. 

How inelegant of him to soil the hard work like this. He knew you would give him flack for it later, but he had ample ammunition himself. After all, it wasn't like you to be so careless, and accidentally getting high of your own love potion was the epitome of carelessness.

"Well, the experiment was definitely a success," came from Stanley as he looked your boneless body over. You were a mess of sweat, drool, tears and cum, but you had never looked so satisfied in your life, mind still reeling. He committed your expression to mind for later as he grabbed a cigarette off the nightstand. Xeno didn't allow him to smoke inside, and especially not in the bedroom, but the feeling of it unlit between his lips was already good enough for him right now. He'd smoke it later on the balcony after he'd gotten dressed. Or not, it was getting dark outside after all. 

"It seems you're right about it, dear Stan," Xeno replied. "Though it seemed more like a lust potion than a love potion." The recipe needed some tweaking for sure, but he knew you had succeeded in the base results. "It seems I was wrong when said it was impossible."

In normal circumstances you would have grabbed a camera to record him saying that, but at this point you were just so happy to be here, on the bed, with the two men you loved most in the world beside you. You were a mess, everyone was a mess, the bed was even worse, but you felt extremely comfortable despite the stickiness you were laying in. A dopey smile was on your face as you looked at them, the words tumbling from your mouth as natural as breathing air: 

"I love you both so much."

And you didn't need a love potion to feel that way.

[munv]

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P1

It was mid spring, the breeze softly embraced others, while another looked out the window with a fargone gaze.

you never really liked spring, honestly. It was all some sick excuse for people to say something like “its perfect to go outside!”. Really, you’d rather stay indoors while its winter. It gives you an excuse to stay away when your classmates makes plans to go to karaoke, things along that line.

During winter, the bitter frost would bite those who were vulnerable. But you never took it that way. You took it as something beautiful. People really never understood your affinity for winter when you explained it.

it was more of a personal, deep connection rather than a unornamented preference. At least to you it was.

Beliefs drove to conviction, and conviction led to acceptance. There were a lot of complicated things in this world you didn’t like too.

This was your belief, there was no need for all this extra stuff. Life is as fleeting as the fickle heart, so might as well do what you want, right?

sadly, not many others shared this sentiment. So here you were, in physical science, left alone to wander through your wild mind.

“ms [l/n], would you care to help us with this equation? At least, I hope that’s what you’re thinking about in the back there!” The woman at the front of the class called

Right. School. That thing? You’re in it right now. “It would be ‘c=2 x 3.14 x r’, Mrs Bato” you turned away from the window to face the woman. She was the type of teacher who would pick on whoever she saw fit, almost as if she was threatened by your presence, she often asked questions that disguised the malice behind them. 

Maybe she felt challenged by your aloof demeanor. Not like you planned on sitting around in her class long enough to find out anyways. “ah..yes, that’s right” she said unenthusiastically, you think she was hoping for you to say something else. 

After your answer, she moved onto her next victim for the period until the bell rang. 

RINGGGG

as the bell rang, you quickly gathered up all your materials and placed them under your desk. “Don’t forget to review chapter 25 for next week’s homework!” The teacher called out to the fleeting students.

Making your way out the door amongst the lively crowd, you managed to navigate your way to the art room. It was especially rowdy today, perhaps they were having something good for lunch today. Not like didn’t bring your own. As you reached for the door handle of the club room, it suddenly slid open harshly before you.

There you came face to face with him. “Ah, [l/n]-san” his deep voice rumbled with kindness and a bit if curiosity as he looked down at you. “shishio-san” you bowed. 

You’ve seen the dude around campus, considering the fact he was nick-named “The Strongest Primate High Schooler” it was hard to miss him. Tsukasa was one of the popular, yet humble type of guys.

”how are you today?” He smiled. Every now and then when he encountered you, he would try to make small talk. Obviously noting that you avoided him at any cost necessary.

Last thing you needed was his fangirls jumping you in the nearest alleyway.

“Fine. May I go in? Or do you have business to attend in there?” You pointed to the room. Lunch box in hand. 

Tsukasa picked up you weren’t ready to have small talk by now. Nodding along he sidestepped out of the doorway. “See you later [l/n]”

”hopefully” you remarked before watching him walk down the hallway “not”

Not like he wronged your lineage in a past life of anything, you just had these weird vibes that you got in the gut whenever he pranced around the vicinity. You never bothered to entertain him, trusting the gut above all else.

Making your way inside the clubroom, the door was closed behind you quickly. Placing your lunch down on the nearest counter you searched inside the drawers for equipment.

“Acrylics, oils, sponges…” making sure you listed off everything you needed for todays piece, you put everything in a small bucket and walked towards the canvas. 

The window for the club room was open, providing a refreshing breath of air. The faint smell of dried paint circulated the room. The quiet room lulled you into a sea of thoughts. There were no members today in the room since clubs weren't required on Monday's, for whatever reason that is. The outside world faded away as your brush gently stroke the canvas, each color more vibrant than the other. Today, you painted a forest with a few statues. It gave off the whole history, but poetic vibe. Each color blended perfect with the other, painting was an escape, you never had to explain or talk for yourself, since the art did it for you. 

Maybe it was too nice today though. Normally you wouldn't find yourself in a such a calming situation, and noticing how the world was always dead set on ruining whatever peace coming your way, you became skeptical. 

You hesitated on the next stroke before feeling the hairs on your body stand at full attention. "cmon..I doubt anything bad is gonna happen to me now!..I mean, all along in this club room? slim chance" you muttered to yourself with an exasperated sigh. Maybe you've just been tired recently? Gotta be it. 

Your gaze shifted to the open window with curiosity before something caught your eye. Has..the horizon always been that green?? Maybe it's all that screen time getting to your head and playing tricks. However, the longer you stared, the more apparent it became that this was indeed not a trick on your eyes, but the horizon was indeed turning green. And for the green? it was coming right towards you. "holy shit, is the government fighting with aliens or something?" You began with a light joke, before sweating. "wait. Oh my God its real?" you began to back away from the window, dropping your brush in a panic. The pressure in the air made your breath hitched. Your pulse quickened and without thinking twice. You ducked down into the most protected looking corner of the room with quick prayers and a heavy heart. "please let this be some sick joke..!"

A strange sensation spread throughout your body, it was stiffening yet, a far cry from uncomfortable at the same time.

"did I just get fucking mummified?" 

[nishayuro]

✿Dr.Stone Masterlist✿

A/N: Here is the masterlist for my works for Dr. Stone please do tell me if there is something wrong with the links.

Fluff (🥰), Hurt/Comfort (💕), Crack (😂), Angst (😭),

Headcanons (H), Oneshots (O), Fics (F),

WIP (✏️), Completed (🔒), Nisha’s Favourite (❣️)

➸ Masterlist

Ishigami Senku

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Nanami Ryusui

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Saionji Ukyo

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Chrome

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Asagiri Gen

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Nanami Sai

- Sai with a crush on reader in the stone world (🥰, H, O)

- Sai with a cosplayer s/o (🥰, H, O)

Stanley Snyder

- Celebrating his S/O's Birthday (🥰, H) - Stanley as your Mentor (🥰,😭, H, O) -Stanley with a teenage crush (🥰, O) -Being Stanley's Best friend (🥰, H, O)

-Stanley's Birthday (🥰, O) - StanXeno with a terminally ill lover (🥰,😭, H, O) -Stanley Fluff Headcanons (🥰, H)

-Stanley's S/O gets harassed by Ibara (🥰,😭, O)

Xeno Houston Wingfield

- StanXeno with a terminally ill lover (🥰,😭, H, O)

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