#Treasure Island Arc

[theshadow20]

Quick drawing in honor of fem!gen

I've been thinking of opening commissions, would any of you be interested in that?

[alexthegamingboy]

Toonami Weekly Recap 08/19/2023

Dr. Stone: New World (Treasure Island Arc) EP#45 (10) - Science Wars: Senku is revealed to have disguised a Rochelle salt sound transmitting crystal and a copper wire antenna as an earring, allowing him to send instructions from his wireless telephone into Kohaku’s ear, though she can’t send replies. As only Kirisame has been seen using the weapon Senku plans to steal it when Kirisame throws it into the air to activate it. For that, he intends to recreate the radio controlled drone by combining a bamboo frame with four plastic propellers and electromagnetically powered motors controlled by radio signals. Inside the citadel of interconnected tree houses Kohaku sneaks around and finds something important. They are informed by an elder wife they must train for a week before meeting the Master. Senku manages to send a basic radio controlled car to Kohaku so she can send back a written message. As none of them have learned to write yet Kohaku sends Senku a confusing drawing. Using all his mentalist tricks Gen puts himself in Kohaku’s mind; illiterate but smart with basic science knowledge and limited time to actually make the drawing. Eventually Senku deduces a sentence; “We found platinum”, confirming the Soyuz capsule is inside the citadel.

Slightly Damned Page 1101: https://www.sdamned.com/comic/1101

[ajstudio]

I know. She looks so beautiful. I thought she was another person before my brother told me she was Kohaku. The sad part about that is it took a while for me to remember her name despite binge-watching the episodes like a bored mad woman. I love the makeover episode and I wish her father and sister could've seen her new look.

Also, I love this picture.

literally obsessed w her look in treasure island!

[froqpi-art]

In the very distant future, ayy

Even if we look different in a different world

We met then too, ah

Promise to continue the story that couldn't be told on this star

[books-apples-socks]

(...) Silver had terrible hard work getting up the knoll. What with the steepness of the incline, the thick tree stumps, and the soft sand, he and his crutch were as helpless as a ship in stays. But he stuck to it like a man in silence, and at last arrived before the captain, whom he saluted in the handsomest style. He was tricked out in his best; an immense blue coat, thick with brass buttons, hung as low as to his knees, and a fine laced hat was set on the back of his head. “Here you are, my man,” said the captain, raising his head. “You had better sit down.” “You ain’t a-going to let me inside, cap’n?” complained Long John. “It’s a main cold morning, to be sure, sir, to sit outside upon the sand.” “Why, Silver,” said the captain, “if you had pleased to be an honest man, you might have been sitting in your galley. It’s your own doing. You’re either my ship’s cook—and then you were treated handsome—or Cap’n Silver, a common mutineer and pirate, and then you can go hang!” “Well, well, cap’n,” returned the sea-cook, sitting down as he was bidden on the sand, “you’ll have to give me a hand up again, that’s all.” (...) Silver’s face was a picture; his eyes started in his head with wrath. He shook the fire out of his pipe. “Give me a hand up!” he cried. “Not I,” returned the captain. “Who’ll give me a hand up?” he roared. Not a man among us moved. Growling the foulest imprecations, he crawled along the sand till he got hold of the porch and could hoist himself again upon his crutch. Then he spat into the spring. “There!” he cried. “That’s what I think of ye. Before an hour’s out, I’ll stove in your old block house like a rum puncheon. Laugh, by thunder, laugh! Before an hour’s out, ye’ll laugh upon the other side. Them that die’ll be the lucky ones.” And with a dreadful oath he stumbled off, ploughed down the sand, was helped across the stockade, after four or five failures, by the man with the flag of truce, and disappeared in an instant afterwards among the trees.

[goggleboidais]

♧ Theory of Clover: Common Descent ♧

Ace: Medusa

King: Soyuz

Queen: Amaryllis

Jack: Mozu

♡ Theory of Heart: Natural Selection ♡

Ace: Lightbulb

King: Senku

Queen: Kohaku

Jack: Chrome

Right now I am working on remaking Gen Carddeck ♡

I have made the Joker Card for my Cosplay by hand, but the use cardtricks, i need properly printed and cut cardboard

I still wanted to have a selfmade/sketchy style, so I redrew everything and added my own spin on the references, designs and characters on the cards ♡

[metalandmagi]

Jim Hawkins in Treasure Planet: Everyone's first cartoon crush. Sass master supreme. Bad boy with a heart of gold. Fuck the police. Smart and inventive. Is immediately suspicious of Silver because he's not a fucking idiot.

Jim Hawkins in Treasure Island: Uncomfortable and terrified all the time. Listens to authority but quietly seethes about it because he's like twelve. "Hmmm Billy Bones told me to watch out for one legged sea men. But this one legged sea man seems clean and polite so it's probably fine."

[mokasoon]

The world's greatest liar - 🃏🍃

Artist's Comments Been dying to draw Gen since last year <3 I really love Dr. Stone, is such a good serie, the plot is interesting, its cast is great and full of many love-able characters plus such a great art-style with a nice anime adaptation ~ I can't wait for the next season to get adapted!

About my fave characters, goodness I really really really liked Senku since the start of the serie (plus latin spanish adaptation, his VA has such a deep-sexy voice and fits him soooo well). It's the first time (or the first time in a while) since I actually like a protagonist (back then in 2020 when I first watched it). But then, Gen appeared, and he gave Senku a telescope and sang the manganesium song and I went nuts. I couldn't decide which one I liked best, they're both such great characters! I ended up being a bit more fond of Gen, he's such a homie, he deserves the best... well they all do. So, here you go, have my Mentalist's tribute ~ I hope I get to draw more dcst in the future :D

[zara2148]

John Silver: Ahahaha, now I control the narrative. John Silver, two seconds later: Oh no, I am consumed by the narrative!

[mochi-kitty]

“Why do you hate the America Arc?” “The America Arc is where it picks up!” “You’re not excited for Stanley or dr. Xeno?” No.

There are a thousand bullet points I could make concerning the drop off of writing quality when the America Arc starts, from the science to the characters to the plot armor to the rushing, I have a million things I could say and have said about it. You know what I haven’t said about it yet? THE WEIRD NAMING PROCESS…

Maya Biggs (ha ha get it cuz she’s a big person?)

Charlotte Bony (ha ha get it cuz she’s super thin?)

Xeno Houston Wingfield (ha ha get it cuz he’s from Texas? Houston? Wingfield? The military conservative state?)

Luna Wright (ha ha get it cuz she’s looks wants to be seen as bright, right and capable?)

Chelsea Childe (ha ha get it cuz she’s looks like a child? (at 17))

Joel Gear (ha ha get it cuz he works with watches and little gears?)

[mythgradeconstellation]

kinda crazy how we r only at the beginning of the treasure island arc (one of my favorites) and im already vibrating in my seat waiting for america arc bcs stanley snyder

[alexthegamingboy]

Toonami Weekly Recap 08/05/2023

Dr. Stone: New World (Treasure Island Arc) EP#43 (08) - The Trump Card Aboard the Science Vessel: 5 years previously Amaryllis attempted to leave the island with her friends, but they were caught by guards Moz and Kirisame, who petrified and threw them into the ocean. Amaryllis avoided the weapons light by inches. Amaryllis has been plotting all these years to marry the Master and steal the weapon. Senku is glad to confirm it is a weapon and not magic since weapons follow scientific principles and can be defeated. As the Master only marries the cutest girl Kohaku volunteers as she stands the best chance of stealing the weapon. Amaryllis donates a dress but to make makeup Senku requires the mobile lab from the ship, which has now been captured by the Masters Minister Ibara. Seeing Ibara smashing the crew statues Kohaku flies into a rage and fights Kirisame while shouting for the mobile lab. Kirisame has never heard of a lab so Gen convinces her Senku is her boyfriend Lab, embarrassing Kirisame into leaving. Miraculously, both Ginro and Suika had survived due to Ukyo shooting the weapon slightly off target. Ginro is unanimously written off as useless by everyone, but Suika, having heard Kohaku shouting, is determined to get the lab off the ship to Senku.

Slightly Damned Page 1099: https://www.sdamned.com/comic/1099

[memekeymouse]

@1schadenfreude1 I actually recently finished reading the story that introduces the Phantom Blot!

Guys…..I get it now. That guy’s deranged and it’s great. Still not happy about pie-eyes Mickey getting shelved but what can you do…

[caifanes]

you wanna know what it is? senku spends the whole narrative rejecting women or going along with their whims if it serves his other goals, just reinforcing the idea that he doesn’t care about traditional relationships or even the typical feelings associated with romantic love, but oh god, we can’t have people accidentally thinking he’s gay. wait guys actually the thing with kohaku is kinda real chill out chill out. whatever man

[butcharyastark]

and silver!!! changing who he is as a person slowly but surely!! getting closer to flint as a very bad sign of foreshadowing bc hes started understanding and accepting flints angles and he used to do it out of fear of not having a say but the instant he became flints equal he became his equal.

[leavingsunsets]

Helllloo!!

I would like to request a senkuu x reader if possible! (Preferably some angst + romance but anything works!) Been looking for some inspiration and I love your work!

Also hopefully you're okay if I draw some of your work too

Thank youuuu!! (>u<)/

im okay with you drawing my work! saw some of ur art, and wow! glad ur a fan tehee :33 i see you've given me an angst plot, with romance? yes i will definitely fulfill this. i waaaassss ssupposed to make this action filled with scene wit reader dying in battle of treasure island arc and senku going "WHAT" and head in hands and sobbing and the gang has to go back to the mainland hat on stomach like ":(" but exams and research defense finished and i also jus watched cute little vid of an old couple so this is jussttt hmmm a softer angst set between events ig

"ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀʏ."

[ꜱᴇɴᴋᴜ x ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ]

It wasn't really a secret. You didn't even try, honestly.

Since the first of times of where you'd glimpsed his face at school, to the latest catch of him swirling fluid in a beaker, you've always been confident in your feelings.

Albeit a bit clumsy in your attempts, you were honest, never mincing them, never embarrassed.

"Senku, I really really like you!"

"Yeah, okay, could you pass me that screwdriver?" he says, both of you 6 years old in his room, as he gestures to the tool beside you.

"Senku, I want to date you. I heard Aimi had a boyfriend recently and I was thinking-" your voice goes interrupted as the loud sound of Senku's machinery overpower yours. 13 years old, another one of his favorite past times.

"Senku, if we were both nobles in medieval fantasy and I had to marry someone in order to get a persistent suitor off my back, I'd go to you. Offer a contract with an eventual divorce, but then we fall in love in a slow burn romance and start rethinking about our agreement."

"Can you- just- HELP ME, DAMN IT." Senku heaves, 16 years old, face turning red as he struggles to hold the boxes of equipment you came to help him with.

All these confessions, all these words, even before everything changed. The clatter of a can hitting the ground.

...

In this new life, surely, you know, Senku's had an absolute goal for this world. To rebuilt it as it was, from his own two hands. In your own way, you've had to learn how to pace your feelings.

Instead of words, as you always did, you decided to translate your affections into a language that matters most in a time like this.

Actions.

For every problem, every step he takes, you take with him. Express your thoughts, concerns, ideas. Any progress, you're there to celebrate with, any process, you're there to assist.

Declarations of love aren't so frequent, though you do like to sneak it in rarely. Announcing it in bursts of passion at the top of your lungs. Quite an antic you do, much to his embarrassment. It's become a well known fact, and often a joke between company.

Though, sometimes you wonder if it's what makes him doubt it. Your overt confessions, cheesy poems and bustling energy that could rival Taiju's. Was it too clumsy? Too obvious that he feels it's an exaggerated farce for show?

To this, you whisper gingerly in the dead of night, in the earliest of mornings,

"Senku. I really really like you."

In the times of uneventful hours, peacefulness in comfortable silence,

"Senku,"

You know, of course you do, of all people.

No one knows him more than you and that fact would've made you happy of such a thing if it couldn't break your heart more. The love of your life, saying everything said in a language that matters most in this time.

An unreadable glance. When the sun beams down brightly and you stare at him lovingly like he's hung the stars in the sky.

Winter strikes mercilessly, days are rough, tensions are high. When everything's all good and done, a bold pinkie inches towards his own. He doesn't pull away, but his hand moves back just as further.

Late at night, behind the tree he leans upon, watching, just watching. His ruby eyes enraptured by the night's celestial pearl.

Gaze too high, to see you.

You close your eyes.

You don't think you can ever stop loving him, despite that. That man doesn't like dragging things out, so you're sure a rejection is soon to come. Whether you approach first or not.

Why he doesn't do it sooner? You know why. As much as he doesn't reciprocate, you know how hesitant he is when it comes to close relationships such as you. Is he scared of breaking your friendship?

It's not the warmth you're looking for, but it's the warmth you can get. Even so, you would never expect him to return just as much as you've given. You love him for him, and not for anything else.

Tragic, how terribly you do.

Maybe one day, you'll learn to forget, to move your heart from where it isn't supposed to be. Maybe one day, you would stop gazing at him with something much more than fondness, waiting for his eyes to find its way back to you.

But until then,

"-I love you."