#asagiri Gen

[cadriox]

But to me, he’s the magician

[bizkip]

what if gen but ena… more likely incoming‼️

[0-foffy-0]

💚love at first sight💚 ★SpyXfamily + Dr.Stone★

[theshadow20]

Fashion Besties

Ignore the height inaccuracies, I was too lazy to fix 'em

[silliestscientist]

It’s the same picture..

While I don’t have one favorite character (I love them all too much), Gen is definitely top 5! I needed to cosplay him so I got to work and made his costume a week before Fan Expo!

Hope you enjoy!

[cephiius]

[taku5if]

Dr.STONE SCIENCE FUTURE (Part 1) ED

"Rolling Stone - BREIMEN"

[i-bakkhos]

[contrast-chan]

listen

[thecrystal-cave]

Asagiri Gen was playing hide and seek with the kids, but now he's been hiding for hours! Senku and the villagers are getting worried 😟 Can you find Gen in these pictures?

[obkknoxious]

INTEREST CHECK!

Thinking of making keychains/stickers if anyone would buy. Ofc I’ll try make more characters!

[ambdlc03]

(me compre chicha de jora pa celebrar que puedo estar mas de 5 minutos sin marearme)

reviví !!!!!!! por aqui hubo como un brote de gripe (espero) y fuimos enfermando uno a uno :,v , hemos estado toda la quincena asi pero al menos ya estoy mejor.

de todas formas ya que estoy mejor ahora puedo seguir dibujando :D

[cadriox]

If you’ve seen orb

[theshadow20]

Our glorious king

[sofiadragon]

https://archiveofourown.org/series/4740538

Should have included a link!

The Stars Rewound is becoming a Series!

Part 2 will be from Senkuu's POV, and I'm planning on it being a one-shot. The timeline of events in the anime from the end of the Grand Bout to Ruri taking Senkuu to the graveyard is a single evening and three days and a month all at once. Look, the show is fire and I'm in full brainrot mode, but that whole sequence of events makes no sense. They are still celebrating Senkuu becoming the chief of the village when Hyoga attacks for the first time, but it took a couple days to make the antibiotic, but also Ruri made a full recovery after first getting worse before she took him to the graveyard...

Obviously, they mixed up the timeline for drama, I get it, but it's so chopped up you might as well throw it in a wok with some egg and rice. I stretch things out and pull it like taffy to get it back into a somewhat linear state for my fic.

Also, I've been spelling it Senkuu because of my subtitles and the AO3 tags. Should I find and replace his name to remove the second u? Does anyone care about that?

Sneak peak below:

“Yeah?” Senkuu asked, keen to tear his thoughts away from long-ago things he couldn’t effect and talk strategy for the upcoming battle. "What does the ancient wisdom say we need for this war?” Gen affected a thinking pose, a fake serene look on his face. The old chief and Jasper clearly heard Senkuu and stood up to join them.

“Sieges are the worst, don’t do that ever because even if you take the town it won’t be worth the cost. Make opportunities to frustrate enemy plans, take their territory without fighting by breaking their spirits as much as possible. Treat prisoners well so that they will eventually join you gladly. If you dispute the loyalty the state inspires or the authority of the leader of the enemy empire then, without losing a man, you can be triumphant through strategy. Prepare well, and calculate your enemy’s strength carefully. Never fight when outmatched, flee if necessary, and press every advantage” Gen said, his tone light.

“Those are wise words,” Kokuyo said as he sat down.

“It’s advice as generic and free of detail as you can expect when someone didn’t study for the test,” Senkuu teased. Gen’s whole body shifted from his well-practiced affectations to an uncharacteristic steady seriousness. When he spoke it was obviously his natural voice, which was noticeably deeper and richer than what anyone was used to hearing from him.

“If you know the enemy and yourself, you need not fear the outcome of battle. Right now we have an overwhelming information advantage, but that won’t last long. I won’t be able to maintain my cover much longer. That’s why I brought that big basket with me this time. I left nothing of any great value behind, only the blanket on my bed and enough odds and ends that it won’t be suspicious, but I really doubt that I will have my cover intact by the end of the first battle. The real trouble will be in giving orders. It will take time to get any messages across any distance, and we will have to use indirect tactics to beat their superior martial skill, so coordination between strike teams will be key. I may not be strong, but I can cover distance well. Ginro has similar endurance for swift and stealthy long distance travel. One well-aimed arrow would be the end of either of us, though, and I don’t know how Ukyo will take my defection. We’ve had some interesting conversations and I think he is unsettled by Tsukasa breaking living statues, but like most people he was dissatisfied with the old world and had troubles in his old life that Tsukasa has promised will no longer bother him under his rule. He’s a skilled archer, have I said that before? Even just me reporting what I know of Tsukasa’s Empire is so tedious and clunky, and I’ve already lost track of what I have and haven’t already said. You don’t know how many days ended with me wishing I could lounge in bed texting you instead of saving it all up for when I could safely visit.”

“A phone with a message app isn’t something we could easily make.” Senkuu couldn’t help the smile that crept over his face. He’d already been planning to fix the communication issue, but Gen came at it from a completely different angle than how he’d arrived at the idea. “I didn’t read the original book, but my old mentor was very military minded and I read a modernized version of The Art of War. I’d already planned to fix our communication issues, the road map is all drawn up back at the lab ready to go first thing tomorrow. We’re going to make a cell phone.” Senkuu took another bite of his meat. For a meal made without any spices, it was pretty good.

“What is a cell phone?” Chrome asked.

“What about guns, or maybe explosive artillery?” Gen asked, voice flat and Senkuu choked on his food. Did the silly clown man just request fucking howitzer? “I know, I know, I hate having to ask. I hate blood and violence, and I really don’t want anyone to die, but a show of force would make a lot of them stand down. If we pair that threat with enticing glimpses into the luxuries and comforts science can offer, we can have a classic carrot and stick approach. We wouldn’t need many, the katana should freak them out plenty, but if you had a sidearm I’d sleep better.”

“I can’t make a gun,” Senkuu said flatly.

“As… as a knowledge issue or a moral one?” Gen asked, his tone gentle. “I will respect it if you refuse to create something so easily misused. They were illegal for normal people to own for good reason.”

“Neither, it’s a resource issue. Firearms require black powder, which requires nitric acid, which is also the main ingredient of the revival fluid,” Senkuu said.

“That’s…” Gen looked up sharply, leaning back on his good arm. His voice was thick when he continued. “How poetic. The miracle that can restore life to the dead is also the scourge that can kill a man with the twitch of a finger.”