#dcst x reader

[crescentmoonfallen]

Once again y'all are sleeping on a character

WHY Y'ALL SLEEPING ON MATSUKAZE?!?

I swear y'all are blind

He is so damn pretty and yet there is no x reader content for him

[umikawa]

a/n: rebrand? Nah, coming to terms 🙏 the second i started watching dr stone when it came out i knew id be locked in with bro 💪 it just took me 5/6 years to realize how much i loved this guy 😭

Senku Ishigami x gn!reader | no major warnings, no spoilers just ooc-ish fluff ٩( 'ω' )و | italics are flashbacks!

“Do you miss anything?” You ask quietly, taking your place beside him like you always have. “From the modern world.”

Senku keeps his eyes on the stars above him, resting his hands on his waist. “Only the tools of my trade.” He says in his typical lackluster manner. “Though it’s obvious there are many things I can consider missing, a good bowl of ramen is one of them.” He huffs, shuddering lightly as he remembers the taste of his stone world ramen.

A chuckle slips into the silence, and Senku’s eyes travel to you at the sound. He'd say he'd missed this if he could admit it out loud. Standing with you at the highest point he’d will himself to hike to, staring at the stars and talking with you aimlessly.

But now that he has it again, is it right to say he missed it?

In his ten years of knowing you– the first few being forced upon him, but he won’t hold you to that– Senku has never been dishonest with you. His blunt truths never allowed him to.

“What do you think of this person? They asked me out!” You came to him one day, spinning around in his desk chair, stupidly showing him a photo since he couldn’t see it because of your spinning.

“They’re an idiot, you can do better than that.” He’d said it everytime, that the person was not smart enough for you, or even pointing out blatant flaws as he examined any photo you’d show him.

But Senku would never admit the only person he thought suited you was himself.

Or in another instance, where he wasn’t lying to you.

One day in the summer, he’d been dragged along by Byakuya and yourself out into the hot sun. The act alone was enough to sour his mood, but Senku knew to hide his disdain the moment he saw your excited smile.

A rental car with a mound of supplies tied to the top came into his vision, and he’d deduced it immediately. “Absolutely not.” He’d said, turning around to go back to the apartment.

“Come on, Senku!” Byakuya exclaims, holding his hands out in excitement. “This is perfect in law bonding!”

You shout at the implication, slapping Byakuya’s chest. “Excuse me! What makes you think I’ll be your in-law!”

Senku mentally groans at the conversation, maybe if he just got into the car you’d drop the topic. “Because he knows you’re the only person I can stand.” He says, climbing into the backseat without haste. “If I had to marry anyone it’d ought to be you.”

You freeze at his words, feeling your face flush at his insinuation that he’d marry you out of all people. “Right, sure.” You squeaked, pulling open your door. “I guess I could say the same.”

His eyes widened before he smirked, covering his mouth with his hand. “Idiot.”

Well, Senku guessed he was lying, seeing as he’d married Ruri. But he had reasons behind his spur of the moment action. It doesn’t count. Plus he got divorced thirty-seconds after.

A gentle hand brushing against his cheek brings him out of his daze, how long had he been daydreaming? His eyes focus in on you, your brows furrowed with confusion, eyes laced with concern, and your lips parted slightly as you breathed.

Your lips, Senku wasn’t sure of it– why he was so entranced by them whenever you spoke. There had to have been some scientific explanation behind his attraction to them, it was an odd part of someone to be obsessed with after all.

His hands move before his brain for the first time, cold fingers brush against the edges of your lips, tracing and rubbing against the curve of your cupid's bow. They were the perfect color in his eyes, and despite the lack of proper chapstick, they were soft to the touch.

“Senku?” You whispered, heartbeat racing as his eyes focused on your mouth.

It was uncharacteristic of him to do this, he never initiated touch, let alone one as intimate as this. Your whole lives the phrase ‘love is illogical’ had been engraved in your mind, even that day when he said he’d marry you if he had to, you knew it was only one for the papers, not for the heart.

But you knew that there was a part of him that would marry you because he loved you.

In this moment, you come to terms that maybe you were right after all. His rough fingers tracing over your lips made you realize, he’d never do this with anyone else, only you. Every touch he’d accept had only come from you.

The hugs of congratulations and parting, the holding of hands in a crowded area to not lose one another, the cuddles to keep warm when a storm blew the power and heating. Senku only allowed them because it was you.

“I missed you.” He says. And again, you couldn’t help but call out the peculiar behavior from him. He chuckles softly, you could’ve mistaken it for a scoff but his eyes tell you it’s nothing of the sort.

His eyes. Of course. There were scientific explanations for the attraction to them, sort of at least. They were the windows to the soul, the very plane that foretold a person’s true emotions.

Senku’s vermillion eyes had always been your favorite part of him. They were the first thing you’d noticed when meeting him all those years ago, and they were the last thing you saw before the world turned to stone.

Ones that had never held any malice towards you, ones that held timid adoration when looking at you, ones that told you Senku Ishigami loved you.

His hand moves to your cheek, brushing his fingertips carefully over your petrification cracks, your eyes had fluttered shut as his touch made way to your brow bone.

Why was he doing this? A question neither of you could answer, one you’d have to come to terms with in the morning when you woke. Though with the rampant beating in both of your chests, you doubted you’d be getting any sleep tonight.

“Your skin is softer than it was in the modern world.” He says suddenly, making you open your eyes to look at him. “Guess all those chemicals you were putting on your face don’t work as well as primitive soap.”

“Those ‘chemicals’ were given to me by you after you’d spent days holed up in a lab trying to perfect a formula.” You said, quoting his word usage. “So who’s really at fault here?”

Senku chuckles at your snide reply, “I made both, let’s call it redemption.” His hand was still on your face, he didn’t realize how warm it had gotten until now, but he didn't make any move to tease you about it.

Your eyes flutter shut again as you lean into his palm, and if he wasn’t looking at you, he’d have missed the sight of you pressing a chaste, featherlight, kiss to his palm.

Right, you’ve never felt the need to hide your feelings towards him.

His brows scrunch together as he tries to figure out what to do next. He knew that engaging in anything more than friendship– though even that was risky enough–was dangerous to both you and him.

“You’ll have to wait for me a little longer.” He says, smiling when you look at him. “I’m sure you’ll be able to handle that though.”

Your arms wrap around his torso, chest warming at the feeling of his arms holding you against him. “I’ve waited three-thousand-years, what’s a little more?”

[starvales]

take me where my soul can run

s. ishigami x gn!reader

synopsis: short scenarios, in different point of views, of the kingdom of science questioning just who are you to senku.

content: dr stone spoilers, set before ryusui, sfw, fluff, smidge of angst, small skinship, childhood friends, ambiguous relationship, gender neutral reader, y/n is not used, improper use of school lab equipment.

a/n: if you can figure out what song the title is from the you get 10 billion points >:) in my mind for this fic, reader is sort of specialised in linguistics, i.e languages, theatre, poetry, basically a certified yap master 💀💀

word count: 2k

“I don’t have a sliver of doubt that you’re with Senku right now. After all, what are you two without each other, amiright?”

The Ishigami village goes oddly quiet, another companion before the stone world, perhaps? Senku had mentioned Taiju and Yuzuriha in passing quite a few times, but on the other hand, what made you so different that the founder had said your name specifically?

While the descendants ruminate in their own wonder and curiosity, there’s a heavy ache thumping against Senku’s chest, despite the laughter coming from his father.

Sorrow and grief line his veins, loneliness pumps his heart, and the burden of humanity rests upon his brittle shoulders.

(“To be drowning in loneliness despite being surrounded by others is quite the unfortunate fate, no?” You were sat atop a table, swinging your feet while watching Senku mix some chemicals that you’ve forgotten the names of. “I can’t imagine you being able to function without my ever so benevolent company.”)

As if that wasn’t enough, just to top all of it off, he has yet to find your petrified body.

Trust him when he says that he’s tried and tried, tirelessly in fact, in between the breaks he gave himself during the first months of post-petrification solitude and the rare moments away from the Ishigami village.

As lack of luck would have it, you were just nowhere to be found.

(Senku hands you a beaker, a quiet gesture to drink whatever’s in it, and you take a sip without hesitation. While onlookers that aren’t from the science club would assume he handed you an unknown concoction to drink, it’s just tea that he brewed with his equipment. You claim that he makes it best.)

With how much you occupy his mind, he can hear your voice going into a spiel about nothing but nonsense of the current situation that somehow turns poetic.

Byakuya says your name again with a chuckle. “Keep him on his toes, okay? Wouldn’t want a wild Senku roaming around the world without you!”

(“Heh, I would relish in the peace and quiet if it means i’m away from you.” He says while adding more sugar to your beaker with a lab spatula with careful precision and mixes it for you.)

Senku does not believe in wishing, but just this once, he hopes that when this war is over, that he’ll be able to let you listen to Byakuya’s last message and laugh at the old man with you again.

Just where are you hiding?

(You smile knowingly, as if you could read his mind. “To borrow a phrase from someone I know quite well, you would ten billion percent miss me.”)

“When we win this war, Taiju and I have a surprise to show you, Senku! A very belated Birthday present.”

Before the aforementioned scientist could protest, probably to say he doesn’t need or want a gift, Taiju cuts in.

“Senku! We found them!!”

There’s your name again, Gen thinks while he takes a side glance at Senku, whose grip on the microphone shifts into one with more attentiveness, more interest.

The atmosphere around Senku feels different, too.

Not suffocating or cold, but not necessarily warm, either. More odd, if anything. Relieved? Skeptical, curious. Anticipation?

Senku is stationary and silent. Definitely thinking.

“Taiju, it’s not a surprise anymore if we tell him what it is…”

“Ah, I just got so excited! Sorry, Senku! But i’m sure you’re excited to see them now, I bet you miss them a ton!!”

Ever since that record of Byakuya, Senku has been offhandedly mentioning you every so often in conversation. Even entertaining questions about you from the village, though only when he isn’t busy with, y’know, war prep against the Empire, and if they’ve caught him in a sharing mood.

It’s as if he finally deems it safe to reveal your existence to this new world; an environment and community that would not harm you.

Defensive. Cautious.

A relative?

Definitely not. Senku has mentioned being an only child and only having Byakuya.

A friend?

While it’s closer to the mark, it’s also not quite there at the same time.

Gen can see that Taiju and Yuzuriha mean a lot to Senku, but they don’t implore the same type of look or tone of voice that Senku presents when you’re mentioned.

You’re close to Senku, but seemingly much closer than just a long-time childhood companion.

Perhaps… a lover?

…

No, Senku isn’t one to indulge himself in customs as flimsy or as pitiful as love. The scientist even said so himself, multiple times: love is illogical, a waste of time, or plain simply, not even a millimetre interested in it.

Another thing about Senku is that he isn’t one to go back on his word unless it benefits his goals, and Gen can’t see any benefit from lying about love of all things.

“Oi, what’s got you looking so constipated, Mentalist?”

“Nothing in particular, Dearest Senku~”

Then that begs the question, just who are you?

“What does ‘muse’ mean when you use it to describe Senku? I’m not too sure what the word itself means either, but it sounds too intimate of a nickname for two people that claim not to be lovers.”

(A few from the Kingdom of Science had accompanied Senku, Yuzuriha, and Taiju in locating your statue, curious as to what you looked like. And just a few moments ago, they had found, dressed, and poured the revival fluid on you, standing back as the phenomenon of breaking out of the stone begins.

“Well, if it isn’t my dearest muse! How have you been faring these past few centuries?” There’s a twinkle in your eyes that nobody that didn’t know you has quite seen before, it’s almost enchanting, as if you were unconsciously beckoning people to pay attention to you.

Before anybody could hear their resident scientist’s response, Taiju and Yuzuriha unexpectedly pushes the group away from the reunion.

“Hey, what gives! I wanna hear what Senku has to say so I can make fun of him later!” Ginro doesn’t back down without a fight, but with Taiju’s sheer willpower, it was like watching a baby try to push down a brick wall.

“Ahaha, it’s best to leave those two alone for now.” Yuzuriha gently beckons Suika and Kohaku towards the camp. She looks back for a moment, but doesn’t stop walking. “They will come back with Senku to introduce themselves soon enough, trust me when I say they’ll make quite the entrance.”

The group may be far from the clearing from where you are with Senku, but with her eyesight, Kohaku can see an embrace of two people.

With your back turned towards her, she can see Senku’s grip on your clothing, holding tightly, trembling.

She decides to keep this to herself, for now.)

Kohaku is blunt in asking you the question that’s been itching her brain for a few weeks now.

You were revived only around a month ago, and have already contributed plenty to the Kingdom of Science, especially with the morale of the labourers: performing quick theatre skits, or maybe occasional performance acts with Gen to help manipulate encourage the workers to do their job faster.

Kohaku also decides that if Senku isn’t going to address whatever is between the two of you, she’ll surely get the answers out of you!

“Hm, the best way I can explain is to just look at him.”

She feels her brow twitch. Kohaku guesses that you’re a dead end too and groans into her hands.

You chuckle but do not look up from your work on the blueprints infront of you.

Kohaku glances at the scientist, not far from your personal work bench - he’s giggling to himself while tinkering with who knows what - and raises a brow, typical Senku behaviour at work there.

“What about him?” She asks, unimpressed.

“Isn’t he the most interesting thing you’ve ever laid eyes on?” From Kohaku’s angle, she notices a soft smile and an adoring glimmer in your irises.

Interesting is one word to put it, Kohaku thinks and doesn’t comment further.

But she also thinks she understands just the tiniest bit more than before; you and Senku are both those kinds of people that just know rather than say.

On the other hand, the child that adorns a watermelon head sat to the right of you, unknowing of the underlining meaning of your words, is oblivious and lost.

“But Senku’s just in his element at the moment, building new gadgets and inventions Suika has never ever seen before, so he looks like regular old Senku to me!“

“Exactly.”

You put your pencil down, roll up the finished blueprint, and hand it to Kohaku to give to Senku.

Seeing Suika’s eyes swirl in confusion through her lenses, you offer her a small apology and a head pat. She hands you another large sheet of paper for the next room plan.

Suika feels like there’s now even more questions than answers.

“Sorry, Suika. Despite my rather expansive vocabulary, and ability to wax on about nonsense for hours on end, I don’t think I could simplify the reason more than that.”

And it’s true, what you say.

Because then you would be forced to start off by telling her about the old world, dull and monotone, filled with unambitious nobodies that were afraid of originality and the trueness of their own character.

You would have to reveal to her the circumstances in which you first met the light that now guides you, the colour that paints your vision, and the muse to your art, Ishigami Senku.

Even after that, how do you begin explaining to a child, born into a world as primitive as this one, the complexities of something that’s been non-verbally established centuries ago, something that was instinctual rather than described.

She simply would not understand, no matter how prettily you dress your words.

Perhaps you’ll tell her when she’s grown older, a tale for another day, when she’s lived her own experiences rather than learning about yours.

For now, you will close the script that writes your story. Who doesn’t like a bit of mystery?

[ Extra - Opening Act ]

“Hmm, a unique but befitting opening line to introduce a new supporting character into a seemingly already ragtag cast…”

“Ragtag?!” Gen exclaims.

“Ragtag…” Ukyo sighs, exceedingly exasperated.

“Ragtag?” Suika questions, not hearing the word before.

Senku chuckles beside you and crosses his arms. “I suggest you let them finish, or else they’ll make it everyone else’s problem later if their flare of inspiration is cut short.”

You continue on as if you didn’t hear them, chin pinched between your thumb and the knuckle of your pointer finger.

“How about…”

You hum and mumble for a few more seconds before your eyes light up with mirth. Right hand to your heart, your left arm is outstretched to your front, palm up, a gesture similar to that as if you were reaching for something.

“After centuries confined within a prison of the mind, not a soul to keep them company bar their own, thou hast finally freed thyself! One’s solitude gnawed at thy skin and mystery shrouded thy thoughts. No more are the shackles that bind them yap yap yap yap…”

To Gen, all of your words blend together as he loses even more sense as to what kind of person you are. What he does know is that you’re exactly like Senku in a way, it’s endearing, almost.

“I see we’ve revived yet another eccentric…” Gen whispers to the archer next to him. Ukyo can only laugh sparingly.

When the mentalist turns back to you, you’re wrapping up your rather flamboyant display. “Onwards, the travesty we call life shall commence once again, so get excited!”

[inside-lees-mind]

Is multiple characters(separate) allowed? I was thinking a NSFW with a reader that gets flustered easily for Gen, Senku, and Ukyo!

Hi! Yes, multiple characters is allowed! Also, sorry, I only half assed listened to the request because Senku's felt so much more natural to write sfw.

WARNINGS: NSFW (only in Gen and Ukyo's)

Gen Asagiri

Once this man notices that you easily get flustered, he is wielding that knowledge like a weapon.

He'd be good with his words to be able to fluster you without even having to resort to close proximity.

Just silly compliments can fluster you, so soon he's taking it a step closer.

He likes to say things that take you a second to comprehend the meaning of. He'll tell you something that could mean 2 things, one more innocent, one not so much, in passing. By the time you realize, he's not even in the room anymore.

You're usually super embarrassed, but he just finds it cute and endearing.

The times that he stays after flustering you with a suggestive comment, he'll wait until you get it, then use close proximity to fluster you next.

He goes from verbally teasing you, to tilting your chin up with his pointer finger. He'll get so close you can feel his breath on your face, and from here, these interactions could go one of two ways: he may say you have something on your face, dust it off, and walk away as if he's done nothing, or the latter would be he FINALLY kisses you.

Definitely the type to tease you by pushing your legs apart with his knee, keeping it there. Don't question me on that.

Most likely character to tease you in public, but refuse to do the real thing. That's a private matter, he's just sneaky enough to tease you.

Praise or degrading in bed, whatever you'd prefer, he's using it to tease you. The blush on your face spreads down your body and that drives him crazy (or the heat if the blush wouldn't be visible)

"use your words" makes you say things you don't really wanna say out loud even if he understands what you mean.

(this man can make you cum without touching you and nobody can convince me otherwise. I don't accept critique.)

Senku Ishigami

Accidentally flusters you half of the time.

He thinks nothing of getting right in your face for something or touching you to measure you or something like that. He's unbothered because he's simply not worried about that right now.

And honestly, most of the time he won't bother to go out of his way to fluster you.

Eventually he'd realize from time to time

Like the time he pulled you out to stargaze with him.

Sure, he'd intended for it to be a date of sorts, but he doesn't really swoon at the idea of how romantic it is. He enjoys stargazing and space and all that, and its time he could be spending with you so why not just combine the things he loves into one activity?

You, on the other hand, were super nervous to speak or anything. The still of the night made it romantic, but also terrifying. It's just you, him, and the moon and stars.

He's probably talking your ear off about space and what you're looking at, not that you mind, but eventually he turns onto his side to fully face you.

You get super flustered, and for once he can't help but notice and honestly, now that he's thinking about it, you make him little nervous.

He feels that it's illogical to feel like some giddy, hopelessly in love teenager when he looks at you, but he can't help it.

Now he's just as flustered.

He struggles with initiating physical contact, but he's direct with it. He'll scoot closer and kiss you.

Then you'll both just stare in silence, occasionally opening your mouths to say something and getting nothing out.

He'd take your hand and let you both fall into a comfortable silence where you both almost drift off in each other's company.

Ukyo Saionji

It's easy to forget this man was pretty cocky.

I think at first in a relationship, he'd just be sweet and very humble, but now you've been with him for quite sometime and he won't let you forget how much he turns you on.

He's soft whispers and gentle touches to send your mind in a spiral right into the gutter and your stomach to a butterfly farm.

His favorite thing would be a back hug where he breathes in your scent and whispers against the shell of your ear, his hands running up your hips, gradually rising higher with each pass as he begins to move under your shirt.

He knows the power he has over you, but he's going to drive you crazy with whispered sweet nothings and gentle gestures.

He's an honest flirt, and that naturally flusters you. He's aware of that.

Eventually, the gentle touches get a bit more obvious and brass.

Those hands on your hips would pull you back against him.

Flusters you by insisting you be vocal in bed and then moaning about how pretty your noises are.

You'll never meet a man more in love with you. He'll fluster you by never letting you forget this.

He praises every part of your body, every noise you make, anything really.

Not related, but Ukyo would send you love letters if he had to go away on a trip and you couldn't go (pretend that's possible in the New Stone Age)

[doodlenoodleboi]

Senku l. (before & after the stone)

Headcanons, sfw,nsfw, suggestive…

Author’s note: Senku is a fictional character he is canonically 15-16 in the beginning of the series and 17-18 by season 3 not taking account for the manga which he is older. If in the future I make works on characters you deem unfitting for the roll of nsfw fiction or suggestive works of while aged up feel free to block me! Also a reminder that this is a fictional character, made up of lines/pixels. Do not waste your time writing petty hate comments which I will remove and are a waste of your life which you will not get back. I choose to be delusional about fictional characters for my own satisfaction, good day!

Word count: a lot

Before the stone

Sfw

Senku is a bit more less responsible before the stone as he is allowed to act like a kid. He often spends his time in the school lab or at home and can be seen with is small group of friends. (Taiju Oki and Yuzuriha Ogawa.)

Love and romantic relationships are something Senku has found himself uninterested in his teenage years. Dedicating himself to his craft and love for science.

You can take science away from the man but not the science from the man. (You really can’t do either)

Senku has found people conventionally attractive to a specific statistical standard but not to him personally and probably won’t ever given he doesn’t have a common attraction to physical attributes.

Though through statistics he can still find someone who he would be generally attracted to physically. Someone with glasses, makes their interests obvious ex: paint on body all the time, a lab coat or constantly wearing something of their special interest would be people he gravitates towards.

(As someone who is neurodivergent in the worst ways I think half the cast is autistic or a Shokunin if you will a person deeply dedicated to their craft.) So someone as such will attract Senku not romantically of course but they will be bound to cross paths.

There are a multitude of ways you could meet you might never meet but to keep it simple I’m going to give you a multitude of possibilities to have rot in your head.

Being apart of the school’s science club is one way always spending time with him constantly in the science room after school.

Being a dumbass needed tutoring friends with one of his friends but not with Senku directly, or competing for higher grades, a good enemies to lovers. Maybe you’re even apart of the school’s science club making you and Senku acquaintances if anything.

Senku doesn’t back down from competition when it comes to brains but quickly when it comes to fights. Being rivals to Senku is a good asset in the stone world getting you to be one of the first few people to be revived truly testing if you’re book smart (can do it in theory on paper in school) and street smart (do it for real and faster than the time given in school).

Senku was hesitant more than he ever has been getting in a relationship with you. Being shy was simply not an option for him, he thought it was a waste of time often making him coming off as stiff and blunt.

A relationship of romantic interest with Senku will never be said nor be official. He will never say he loves you or that he likes you even give he believes actions speak louder than words. If you give him time you will see through subtle ways that he is attracted to you. 

He will ask you about things that don’t matter much: like should I choose this or that color the small things…

He’ll allow you to touch his hair if your one for pda, he won’t reciprocated often at most leaning into the touch out of pure comfort. He won’t push you off understanding that this is a love language (that did take him a while to understand.)

Senku’s love language is quality time and gift giving. This is more often seen in the stone world but it expressed as well before hand even more so if you’re a science nerd along with him.

He’ll be willing to conduct experiments with you along with share materials with you which is a rare thing for him being an only child never having to share much of anything.

I believe that Senku is aroace or at the very least ace. He can still have platonic love and relationships but isn’t fond of romantic ones being in a romantic relationship from his perspective is his treating you like a best friend practically treating you like a mixture between yuzuriha and Kohaku.

Suggestive

Anything remotely romantic would have to be initiated by you and 9/10 you’re going to either get pushed off. Or he just sits there waiting for you to get over with it. Something like the (kohaku kissing Senku scene in season 3)

For your sake he has experimented once or twice before with make out sessions or kissing to get you to do something (like get you to do an experiment with him.) any kind of physical touch from him romantic wise once again if not initiated by you. 

He’s a responsible enough person to know better than to have sexual intercourse at his age nor is he interested enough to risk it not that questions about it don’t cross his mind but we’ll explore those much later down the line.

Though he’s more likely to tease you occasionally and lean his arm atop your head if you’re short. Expect this more often if you have curly hair

If you have 4c or curly hair in general he will be near you more often especially if you’re a foreigner. Have issues finding hair products for your hair type in Japan? He got you give him a couple strands of your hair next thing you know he has a whole list of products for your hair and product sample packets surrounding him.

Nsfw

Sorry there is none Senku was not interested in sexual acts before the stone nor very much after.

Though he will ask you a lot of “inappropriate questions” but i promise you he’s just genuinely curious. And he’s not trying to infer anything he promises.

After the stone

As I said Senku’s love languages are gift giving and quality time. This becomes more apparent in the stone world. If you had something you held close best believe he will try his best to make it for you. If you’re an artist he’s make brushes and paint etc…

He’s a bit kinder and softer after the stone. People he has known longer therefore care for more he unconsciously takes them on more missions with him around or in a safe space.

If he knew you before the stone you’re likely to be one of the first people out of stone. Though if not you are an important asset and he sees you for your skills and talents so be grateful for that.

If you’re a creative type expect to be paired with Yuzuriha often. A martial artist or athlete expect Kohaku and Taiju.

What Senku appreciate most is people interested in his work, he loves experimenting and explaining his process even to those a who don’t understand so please entertain him for a while if you expect at friendship let alone a romantic relationship.

People who are aroace can have relationships but they can often be on sided in the romance department. It’s not that they don’t love platonically you they just don’t know how to react to that romantically or don’t want romance.(yall can choose if Senku is aroace or not) As long as you’re ok with that your relationship with Senku will be fine. (I’ll just write him as dense to love for yall though.)

Senku if he does love you will occasionally indulge in your romantic behavior and take this a complent if it was a last resort he wouldn't be against procreating with you. (it took him a lot to admit that so you better take it.)

Romantic relationships are often seen as an inconvenience given he doesn't see the need for them and doesn't think he could would be the best fit for something like that.

He true for the most part but he is able to be in a romantic relationship. It may not be as romantic as a you like but if he has an interest in you he will unconsciously do these things. Don't expect any hand-holding and kissing though.

The only way you could get him to hold your hand is for technical reasons like you not getting lost.

Suggestive

I do agree with the fact that Senku would experiment on his significant other and I think this would be more common before the stone but in small ways.

An unexpected romantic act to see how you respond.

He will use this advantage if gen tells him you like him or something for free labor but we won’t abuse it he’s not that mean.

The only way I could see a “relationship forming” Is Senku using you for labor and “paying you” with physical touch. Kisses, hugs and stuff, he likes you platonically but as time goes on he starts experimenting with you first it’s his far will you go for each type of affection. Then it’s soon how will you react to this or that. He says it’s not you that he loves but the reaction you make like a chemical reaction in your mind. Knowing his autistic ass it might be true but the way he acts makes you unsure.

Or maybe finding a girl smarter than him would rial him up he might see you as arrival at first. You guys could be partners, he swears he doesn’t love you, but the science you create the knowledge you know, that wrinkly brain of yours.

He tends to have a love for things rather than people in a way he loves science and the things people are good at their talents but maybe not themselves, he swears but he does establish relationships with characters like Gen and Chrome as friends so I’m sure he can establish a romantic relationship if we take this route.

Then I could actually get into how Senku would “experiment” with his “friend” this would create an friends with benefits kinda situation but it’s not like Senku sees it like that he just doesn’t have time for labels and probably wouldn’t care about it. Just don’t call him pet names because he doesn’t like it. The relationship would be private so the villagers don’t make a fuss, for as far was that would last with Gen around.

NSFW - ish

Let’s talk about Senku’s experiments

Of course you consented to this but you might know what your getting into 100%

It’s basically just a very handsy check up while he asks you questions you may or may not be able to answer.

Ex: “Are your breast sensitive? There is a high concentration of nerve endings present in that area, making them one of the most sensitive parts of the body. While he’s over here playing with them in every way imaginable. He’s going to continue to do this for every inch of your body and take an analysis writing how painful each part is and or sensitive.

So I’ll let you guys imagine that

Thank you for reading!!

[verysanebsdfan]

ᴍɪᴅɴɪɢʜᴛ ʀᴀᴍʙʟɪɴɢs - ɪsʜɪɢᴀᴍɪ sᴇɴᴋᴜ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Hiii!! So I decided to write this cause I can't sleep... Yeah!! Hope you like it!! <3 Stay hydrated

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The quiet atmosphere of the cloudless, starry night was accompanied by the occasional sound of glasses clinking together or the silent noise of chemical reactions. Yes, that’s exactly what you hear. It might be around 1 a.m., yet he is still working—constantly. Ever since he woke up, he has been on and about.

It was almost heartbreaking, seeing your crush- I mean friend, overwork himself. He should know that sleep is essential for human life, so why? Why doesn’t he go to sleep?

“That’s it!” You thought and got up from the comfort of your sleeping place and sneaked out of the science shed in which you’ve been sleeping for the past few months. Slowly, on your tippy-toes, you get to the laboratory where Senku is currently experimenting. 

It’s always “Go to sleep so you’re fresh tomorrow,” or “Go get your beauty sleep (Name), not like you need it.” But what about him? Seriously, he is like a child. Well, he was just 15 when this big responsibility of restoring the world fell on his shoulders, but even a 15-year-old should know about the importance of sleep.

You peek your head through the curtain that works as the laboratory door and see him, staring at a glass full of an unknown chemical substance, unknown to you at least. 

He then turns his head to look at you, staring you up and down. “(Name)? What are you doing here? Why aren’t you sleeping?” He questions you and continues stirring the substance.

“I could ask you the same thing, really.” You let out a small sigh and walk into the laboratory, the only light here being two lightbulbs, which are enough to illuminate the whole working space. On the table could be seen a bunch of makeshift equipment and a cute drawing of you two, made by Suika.  Seriously though, what was she thinking when she drew it? 

“I’m working, obviously.” He stated as he put down the beaker, finally turning to me.

“Well then, get a break, and let’s go to sleep. It’s like 1 a.m. already!” You tell him sternly, there’s no room for debate. 

And so he quickly cleans his work space and goes along with you, back into the science shed. You waste no time laying back down into the comfort of your bed, even though you could hardly call it that.

Senku, albeit quite annoyed, also joins you. He slowly lies down, surprisingly closer than usual.

“Hey, (Name)?” He calls out to you. “Is there anything you miss? From the modern world, I mean.” He asks, and you turn to look at him, confused at where this question is even coming from.

“I miss a lot of things, honestly.” You start slowly, tearing your eyes from his. “Like good ramen, sushi- oh I miss that so much, I hope we get rice soon.” You take a breath in; after all, this is a lot to talk about. “I miss our classmates, even if they were annoying sometimes.” You look back at him, finding his red eyes, which are reflecting the night sky from the window behind you. “I miss the life with barely any responsibilities.” 

He nodded along, agreeing with all of this. “Oh, and I also miss our sleepovers. I guess we have a sleepover every day now, but I miss playing videogames with you and eating snacks.” You sigh.

“I swear, I’ll make sure the civilization returns as soon as possible, (Name).” He looks me in the eyes. “For you,” he breathes out.

“What’s that even supposed to mean?” you chuckle nervously. 

“Whatever you want it to.” He smiles at me and then turns around. Falling asleep faster than you’d think is possible. 

“HEY- !”

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[squiddy-god]

Senku, gen, ukyo shy S/o

Senku��

He is the worst <3 

Menace to your poor health because he's so mean

At first it was almost annoying how shy you where, but then he found out that he really liked to bully you smh

Now it's his life mission to mess with you 

Literally will ask you to grab him things just to complain about you being too slow

So that he can reach around you to grab it, making you blush 

Idk but I like the idea of senku calling you “my man/girl/partner” etc because it flusters you so much! 

Dose cheesy stuff to make you blush and then snickers at your reaction 

Jerk!!! (I love him) 

Gen

Nvm he's worse then senku 

Like by a lot

If you thought senku was bad then gen is the devil

This menace is worse because he'll lean in about to give you a kiss only to pretend to rub your cheek like you had something on it.

He's all gentle touches and sweet words to get you blushing

“Oh darling are you blushing”

Batts his lashes like the pretty boy he is “because of me ✨”

So smug it's not even funny

Ukyo 

Only normal one™ 

He's very sweet and it flusters you, 

But he only occasionally goes out of his way to make you all flustered.

he definitely likes that you're so easily flustered because it makes him feel very special

Likes to quote accidentally eavesdrop on you so he can hear you getting off lectured when you talk about him.

Very sweet guy

[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."

[junosmindpalace]

May I request Senku developing a crush on his childhood friend after the petrification? fem!reader if possible (if not gn!reader is completely fine)

hope you have a good day :)

Something is different. 

Senku isn’t referring to his environment, which is so far removed from everything he used to know and love. Instead of brick buildings and concrete pavements, there is seemingly never ending forestry, green and gravel beneath the heels of his makeshift shoes. 

It isn’t Senku’s clothing, which is only some thin tattered animals skins that he had spent days working to hunt down the material for, then skin, then tan, and then stitch together with whatever he could to make the haphazard, ugly garment he wears on the regular to provide him with whatever kind of protection from the elements he can with the resources available to him. It’s a stark contrast to the color he used to wear long ago. 

It isn’t even the new friends (and enemies) he’s made since freeing himself from his petrified state. A whole village of people, now, who look toward him for guidance and instruction, upon him with admiration and reverence. People who help him against the newfound stakes, newfound work, newfound responsibilities that haven’t in the slightest been easy to take on. 

Something is different, and amongst nearly everything in his life becoming dirt and dust nearly overnight, Senku is referring to something different about you. 

But he isn’t referring to the environment he’s used to seeing you in, a school setting, perhaps a park, maybe his own room. There’s no new observation to make about a change in your room or a decoration in your locker, because like him, those things are long gone. 

It isn’t your appearance, a similar reflection of your new environments and state of the world. Random pieces of tanned skin poorly stitched into something that resembled clothing, a Frankenstien’s monster of a garment. More simple and plain assuming compared to the various designs and fabrics you wore way back when you’d spend time on an experiment with Senku. He watched you mature from one phase of your life into the next, and this was no different.

It wasn’t even the new people you surround yourself with, found comfort within. It wasn’t listening to their stories, the things that made these people, so far removed from your time, human. It wasn’t the small, pleasant things that he knew grounded you when you got too caught up in your head, the new habits you made out of retrieving materials, crafting things to keep your hands (and mind) busy, new skills you learned (or were forced to learn) and previous skills you learned to develop.

But for the life of him, Senku cannot figure out what it is that’s different. He drives himself a little further mad each time he looks on at you. There’s something in his mind, almost like an itch, that intrusively takes hold on the rest of his senses when there’s a moment between the two of you, whether it’s a quiet one, whether it’s one of shared excitement or mutual understanding. There’s a warmth and a chill that wash over him at the same time when your gaze settles on him a little too intensely, or when you say something wise and agreeable. There is something he’s missing, and he can’t figure out what. 

Maybe it’s your laugh that’s different, though Senku doesn’t know why that would be a thing of prominent notice, or notice at all. It’s a little rougher, and at times with a little less heart than he’s accustomed to after so many years of hearing it bright and enthusiastic. But it’s still kind, and most of all, genuine. Perhaps something about that makes it distinguishable from another. 

Or perhaps it was your new approach to, your new outlook on, life. No, perhaps it was the way you applied your already existing approaches and outlooks to your new, unique circumstances. To help cope, to help others, to help him. 

It was something different, Senku was sure of it. However, he hasn’t had much time to linger on what could possibly be the source of such…irritation, for very long. 

Perhaps a more irritating point was the fact that Senku could hardly place a time when he first observed this difference. 

At the very least, he could estimate it to be sometime after the both of you emerged from the stone. 

The simplest solution, perhaps, could be for him to just ask you directly. It’s the easiest way to confirm or deny hypotheses’. He would ask if you had gotten haircuts in the past, ask if you had gotten any sleep after noticing prominent circles under your eyes and sluggish movements. This was no different.

But when Senku finds himself hesitating on an evening when the two of you are working in the lab together, Senku thinks that maybe this is the different thing. For some reason, he’s slower to communicating such personal things, despite it being nothing more than simple, casual and menial conversation. 

You’ve had hundreds of conversations about a million different things over the years, from careers you aspire to pursue in earnest to the more daunting topics about love and loss. He’s seen every side of you, good and ugly, he’s heard every side of you. Every insecurity, every point of pride, about every friend who’s come and gone and stayed behind; and in a more Senku like fashion, you’ve heard the same from him, in that straightforward and logical way of communicating that you’ve always been able to see through from the wavers in his voice to the passionate glints in his eyes. 

But something is different. Something has been different. 

Yet the two of you work away in the lab as if it were any other evening, the twinkling stars in the sky he admires so much hidden away by the walls and bamboo roof. It’s what you’ve been doing since you’ve established some sort of lab to work out of ever since the petrification. Senku has felt quite disturbed by this difference of yours, but at the very least, he finds it comforting that it doesn’t affect this routine that the two of you established early on in your relationship. The content, collaborative efforts the two of you put in to create something satisfying, worthwhile; exciting. 

It’s what he’s always felt with you in your relationship. Thrill to indulge in something he’s passionate about together, thrill to create something with you, thrill to be with you--

Senku pauses his work for a moment. He shifts his gaze from the notes in front of him to where you stand just down the opposite end of the table, completely enamored with the tests you were performing. 

Something is different. He thinks, at that moment, that he’s almost figured out what. 

But the realization he was about to reach disappears from him suddenly, and he can’t seem to become conscious of the conclusion when he stares at you. He tries desperately to recall it, reach for it in his mind, through a frantic look at your features. The warm light against your skin, the gentle movement of your hands, the concentrated furrow of your brows. 

His heart feels like it might burst out of frustration the more he looks at you, and he forces himself to turn away. It’s there, it was there!

(And it still was.)

He’ll figure it out eventually.

[hello-gloomy]

Kinda curious to see Xeno with Senkus older sister. Senku could have admired her a lot when they were younger and before petrification and she's the reason why he is into science. So when Xeno meets Senkus older sister who could easily outsmart him in rocket science and other he would probably be shocked or impressed.

Nah cause I'm sure the three of them would have little science competitions just for fun

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Xeno x Senku's older sister!reader

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So you probably would have stayed in Ishigami village while your brother traveled and would get a later phone call from his group telling you that you could set sail out to America.

When you arrive your younger brother is there to greet you with all the new allies he made

One of them stands out, a pale American with an 'x' marked forehead; you lock eyes with him for a moment before focusing back on your brother and friends

Ryusui convinces Senku to throw a party at the arrival of your group (not that he needed much convincing), and finally, when the party preparations start, you get introduced to the elusive Doctor

Everyone gives you a watered-down version of what happened the original first few months they were here, and you can't help but chew a few of them out for what they let happen

You're a bit cold to Xeno the first few days while the party gets planned out, but you decide to be a bit nicer the day of the party as he looks pitiful with the current treatment you were giving him

"Stop pouting and talk rockets with me, doc."

"Gladly."

After you start talking to him, you both kinda go through your weird science need thing of analyzing each other to figure out the other

You conclude that Xeno looks adorable when pouting, and Senku hates watching his teacher fawn over his sister and has voiced his complaints plenty to you both (to Xeno's slight embarrassment and your delight at his torture)

You eventually have to talk to Senku about your dating Xeno, and at some point, some of the other colony members find out as well. Some make a little fuss, but your baby brother always comes to your aid.

You and Xeno start your little tradition of having science contests ( you always win, of course, but remember to kiss his pout away after you rub your victory into his face)

Senku still thinks that both of you are gross, especially when you flirt in your strange, jibing way. (You remind him of what goes on with him and Gen; He's quick to walk away when you do.)

[randomgoosegame]

Wanna Play A Game?

Request - Can you do a senku x fem reader where they are playing strip poker and it ends in sex

Warnings/disclaimers - smut, strip poker, unprotected sex, slight bitting

You lay on the ground in the laboratory bored out of your mind as Senku was experimenting with some new supplies. You sigh and roll to your back looking up at Senku on the other side of the lab.

"Senku, I'm bored come take a break." You crawled towards him with a pout.

"I'm working, why not join me?" Senku smiled patting you on the head.

"But Senku you know I'll just mess up more than help." You laughed.

"Hmm, I guess I can take a break for a little while."

"Really!" Senku nods and sat on the floor near you.

"How about we play a game?" Senku grinned at you and pulled out some cards. You raised a curious brow at him and smiled.

"Oh? And what kind of game were you thinking?"

"Poker, but with a twist. Every time you lose... you have to take some clothing off." You blushed and your mouth gaped open like a fish.

"Senku you horny man!" You gasped. Senku shrugged with a sly smile.

"Well do you wanna play or are you chicken?"

"I'll play! I'm no chicken, unlike you Senku." You shot back with a smile. Senku shuffled the cards and passed the correct number of cards to you. You picked up your cards and looked over them at Senku.

You both placed the cards down at the same time. You came out with the higher number.

"Haha! I won." You boasted, making Senku chuckle.

"If you wanted me out of my clothes you could have said so." Senku teased. You blushed and turned your head away from him. Senku chuckled and took off one of his leather shoes.

You two had played a few more rounds before you had to take anything major off. The first main thing you chose to strip was your skirt since it already showed off most of your legs.

Senkus's eyes lingered on your legs as you neatly folded your skirt. Senku cleared his throat and place new cards in order. You blushed and kneel back in front of him.

You picked up your cards and flipped them at the same time with Senku. This one he had lost. Your stomach did flips as Senku slowly began removing his overcoat exposing his torso. Senku tossed the clothing to the side without care.

You lost another game and took your top off, exposing your clothed breasts to him. Senkus tongue darted out to wet his lips. Your eyes followed the muscle and grew hot under the sexual tension in the air.

"Wanna go another round?" Senku asked leaning back on his arms. You nodded and reached for the cards. Senku raised his hand and brushed it along your cheek, pushing your hair from your face. You blushed and looked up at Senku from your lashes.

Senku hummed and held your jaw with his thumb and forefinger. He swiped his thumb across your lip and pulled it down a little bit. You stuck your tongue out and gave his thumb a few kitten licks. You were pleased to hear his breath hitch in his throat.

You smiled and sucked Senkus thumb into your mouth. Senkus lips parted in shock as he felt you swirl your tongue around his thumb, giving it a hard suck before pulling back with a quiet pop.

"Now, how about that game?" You sat back on your calves and picked up the cards leaving a stunned Senku. Senku chuckled slightly and scratched the back of his neck before grabbing the cards that you laid out for him. You both flipped your cards down and your belly tightened with excitement even though you lost.

"Looks like I won," Senku replied smoothly. You laughed nervously and slowly reached behind your back to undo your bra. Senku grabbed your wrist and pulled you to his chest.

"Here, let me get that for you." He whispered in your ear before latching onto your earlobe with his teeth. Senku's hands snaked around your torso and expertly unhooked your bra and let it fall to the floor. Your pudgy chest rubbed against Senku's hard one and you bit your lip to keep in a moan.

"There you go, sweetheart." Senku breathed out and squeezed your sides. You squeaked and slapped his hands away. Senku smirked and watched as you pulled away from him and covered your chest.

"That's not how the game works," Senku said sternly and pulled your arms away from your chest. Your face flushed as his eyes racked over your breasts.

"Just breathtaking." Senku breathed out and licked his lips as he drank in your naked form. You squirmed under his gaze while your face heated up.

"Senku-" You started but were cut off by his lips pressing to your own. You gasped in surprise but kissed him back with equal force. Senku groaned softly as your hands snaked into his hair and tugged lightly on the strands. His hands slowly started to explore your body, squeezing at your sides and pulling you onto his lap.

By the time you both broke the kiss, you were both breathing heavily. Senku nibbled at your bottom lip before trailing his lips down your neck and across your collar bones. You moaned softly as Senku latched onto your left nipple and one of his hands found its way to the other.

Your hands pull Senku further into your chest as you moan out. Senku grinned against your fleshy mounds as he pulled, licked, and sucked at each nipple, satisfied with the soft mewls and pants coming from you.

"Senku please!" You gasped and ground your barley-clothed sex against his thigh. Senku pulled back from your chest just enough to watch you work yourself up on his thigh. Senku groaned as he felt the dampness of your underwear grow and spread on his leg.

You moaned out as Senku flexed his thigh and helped you grind harder against him. You latched your lips to his neck trying to suppress the moans that spilled from your lips. You nibbled and sucked on Senkus's neck leaving a variety of marks in your wake.

Senku tangled his long fingers in your hair and lightly pulled you away from his neck. You whined softly and pouted looking up at him. Senku chuckled and pushed you to lay on the floor. He crawled over the top of you and pressed you into the hard floor with his body.

"Mmm, so pretty. Is this all for me?" Senku asked as his hands ran along your thighs and ghosted over your underwear. You nodded swiftly and bit your lip not trusting your voice.

"Gotta use that sweet voice of yours baby or I'm not gonna touch you." Senku threatened with a smile and slowly pulled his hands back and away from your body.

"Y-yes Senku! It's all for you!" You rushed out and tried to pull him closer by his shoulders. Senku smiled wickedly and pushed on the damp spot of your underwear. Your hips buck involuntarily and you let out a quiet whimper.

Senku bit his lip as he rubbed your clit through your panties. You moaned out and attempted to pull Senku in for another kiss but was pushed down again, this time by his hips as he ground into your heat. You shuttered as Senku dived back into your breasts, nipping and grazing his teeth on each one.

"Senku please I need more, I need you." You whined and bucked your hips into his erection to emphasize your need. Senku groaned and pulled away from your chest. He hooked his fingers into the hem of your underwear and pulled them down your legs.

"Always so needy huh?" Senku grinned. You huffed and turned your head away from him to hide your growing blush. Senku swiftly pushed a finger into your tight walls making you cry out at the sudden intrusion.

"Damn your so wet." He hissed and pushed another finger into you. You moaned out loudly as Senku moved his fingers in and out of your tightness. Senkus eyes stayed trained on your face watching the way your eyes squeezed shut as his fingers drive deeper with each thrust, hitting all the right spots.

A third finger joined the assault on your sex, drawing more high-pitched whimpers and moans out of you. Senku groaned as he watched your eyes roll in the back of your head and your walls clamped tighter on his digits. Your thighs shook as you came, crying out Senkus's name loudly. Your nails dug into his forearm as you grabbed it trying to ground yourself to him.

Senku's fingers slid out of your still quivering walls making you whine softly at the loss of fullness. Senku chuckled and cleaned his fingers off you.

You watched him with half-lidded eyes as he moved up your body leaving small kisses up to your lips. You hummed and wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss.

Senkus body pressed into yours and he hissed softly as his member rubbed up against your thigh. One of your hands buried into Senku's hair as the other drifted down his sides and then grasped him through his briefs. Senku moaned into your mouth and his hips twitched forward into your palm.

You continued to press and rub over his cock while tugging on Senku's hair. Senkus head fell to your neck where he panted and groaned. You whimpered as Senku bit down onto the juncture of your neck and grabbed your wrist stopping its movement on his member.

"C'mon Senku, I wanna make you feel good." You breathed into his ear before gently nibbling on the shell of it. Senku moaned and kissed your wrist before grabbing your other in the same hand and placing them above your head. Your bottom lip jutted out into a pout as Senku pulled away from you.

"In due time sweetheart." Senku looked down at you with blown pupils and a small smile. Senku's free hand ran down your side like he was trying to remember each freckle, mark, and scar that was placed there.

You smiled as he kissed your cheek and pulled off the last article of clothing he had on. Senku sighed softly and jerked himself a few times before grazing your clit with the tip of his cock. Your back arched into his chest as he pressed on your clit a few times.

"Senku..." You whined out his name and wiggled your hips for more friction. Senku shook his head softly and slipped himself through your folds and into your entrance. Your combined moans filled the air as he sunk deeper into you, almost to the hilt.

Senku sighed softly and placed his head on your chest. Your legs delicately wrapped around his waist and you shifted to guide him as deep as he could go. Senku pressed a kiss in the valley of your breasts and pulled back a bit only to thrust his hips back into yours harshly.

You moaned and called out Senku's name each time he filled you. Senkus hands dropped down to your hips freeing your hands. You hummed in gratitude and winded your fingers through his hair pulling him into your chest as your back arched.

Senku groaned loudly and wrapped his arms around your waist to pull you closer. Senku thrust widely into you, he aimed blindly for the spots that make you moan the loudest and squeeze him the tightest.

Your whole body felt like it was gonna combust at any moment as Senku moaned and grunted in your ear. Senku hiked your leg up his hip more allowing him to thrust deeper into you. Senkus teeth sunk shallowly into your neck making you moan out louder due to the mix of pain and pleasure.

"S-senku! I'm gonna-" You were cut off by a loud moan that ripped through your throat. Senku let out a breathy chuckle and nodded slowly.

"Me too sweetheart, me too." Senku huffed and started to swiftly rub at your clit. Your hips bucked up into Senku's matching his thrusts and driving him impossibly deeper. Senku shuttered and let out a throaty moan feeling your walls spasm and constrict around him.

"Let go baby c'mon cum with me please." Senkus voice faded out into a whine as his hips stuttered and he came inside you. You moan and cry out as Senku's hot cum triggers your climax.

Senku laid on top of you, caging you in his hold. You wrapped your arms around him and kissed his sweat-soaked forehead. Senku slipped out of you making you whine at the feeling of emptiness. He raised his head from your chest and you brushed his hair back out of his face.

"Wanna play another game?" Senku asked with a smile.

[crescentmoonfallen]

I can feel it in my bones. Stanley has multiple siblings and it's taking everything in my power not to make them. And guess what, like their brother they will also be gorgeous and hot

[umikawa]

a/n: this was actually the first senku thing I wrote but I didn’t like it but now I do kinda, was gonna be a whole thing where he revives reader during the car building part but I got lazy 😇

senku ishigami x gn!reader | ~1.5k wc | small injury near the end, nothing too graphic. reader is in mechanics club bc I said so. senku is not subtle but also not obvious enough. No actual confession or romance, just senku pretending he’s not in love

Before he’d entered the arts hallway, the loud banging and clattering had already clouded his hearing, irritating him almost instantly.

Senku never liked coming down this hall; it never served him any other purpose than the mandatory art classes he had to take. But at the end of the hall, an extended part of the school was the mechanic's classroom, bearing the one person he would go out of his way to see.

“Oi.” Senku stands with an agitated grin when you don’t hear him the first time, raising his voice slightly and throwing a towel at your head. He takes in your reaction: a jolt and mouth ready to curse whoever dared to disturb you, grease and oil swiped across your forehead. He grimaces at the sight. “Jeez.”

“Senku!” You grin, picking up the rag that was thrown at you. “What are you doing here?”

He waves dismissively, taking the rag from your hands to wipe your face. It was a simple—affectionate— gesture, one that Senku thought nothing of because that’s what it was. Nothing.

He wipes the grease on your forehead first, watching your eyes flutter shut happily as he holds your head in place. Then he goes to your cheek, being mindful of the skin under your eyes. Red and sensitive due to your barbaric rubbing when washing your face, fearing the dirt and grime left under your skin will leave blemishes.

Senku thought that was ironic. How someone could jump head-first into car fluid but freak out about a pimple forming on their skin.

His hand falls from your face, taking your hands and wiping your palms and fingers one by one. You hum happily when he throws the rag down on your workbench. “Thanks, Senku.”

“Yeah, whatever.” He says, rubbing the back of his neck. “How long have you been holed up in this noisy hell?”

You tilt your head, tapping your finger against your chin to show you’re thinking. “I started installing new brakes at twelve… then a tachometer at two… tweaked the engine around three…um.” You trailed off when you caught his eye, glancing at his cell phone that shined a bright seven-thirty-six in your face.

“You haven’t eaten in seven hours. I’d bet ten billion yen you’ve had nothing to drink either.” He scolds. Based on your shrunken self, he figured he was right about everything he just said. He sighs, rubbing his forehead in annoyance.

Taking care of himself was a hassle enough. Taking care of both of you was even worse.

“Let’s go.”

Senku patiently waits in your chair while you clean up. He notes how you put things away: wrenches go in this drawer, sockets in this one, and sockets in this one. Hell, even your rags were sorted by type.

That was one thing Senku appreciated about you—your attention to detail and organization.

“Where are we going?” You ask, hanging your coveralls in your locker.

Senku rises from the chair to stand beside you, holding you by the elbow. “We’re going to go eat.” He says, looking at you from the corner of his eyes with a smirk the moment your stomach growled. “Your treat, of course.”

“Of course.” You muttered with a quick roll of your eyes. Senku almost missed it.

The walk to the ramen shop was quiet. A serene silence wafted over you two like a veil, a warm embrace that held you like an old friend. A bell jingled above you as you held the door open for him, and a snide remark about chivalry spilled from Senku’s lips.

He waits for you to sit and occupy yourself with the menu, then takes his stool and teeters it to complain about its imbalance. But you know it’s just a guise to move the chair closer to you. He does it every time, but you wouldn’t dare point it out.

His knee was against yours, shoulder brushing against yours ever so often, any other person sitting at the counter was sitting evenly spread out. It was an obvious ploy to be closer to you.

This was another thing you did that he appreciated. You let him play his unbalanced chair act, never shied away from his touch, never complained when he did it, and never called him out for it.

You don’t talk during dinner. Other than the question of how the food tastes, possible seconds, and the near-obnoxious slurping, it was silent.

Then, during the walk back home, Senku strikes up a conversation.

“How’s your build going?”

It amazed him how shocked you were by his question. Was it really that uncommon of him to ask about you? He’s sure he’d put forth interest in your work time and time before, but now he wasn’t sure.

“It’s going amazing.” When your shock wears off, you say, “I’m thinking about changing the interior again.”

“Yeah?” Senku laughs, shaking his head. It'll be the sixth time you’d change it. “What are you thinking now? New lining wasn’t enough?”

You laugh lightly, scratching the side of your cheek. “Actually, I was just thinking about swapping out the seats. You don’t like leather seats, right, Senku?”

He pauses, staring at you as he stops walking. “Huh? Why does my preference of seats matter to your car?”

“I just thought…” you trail off, feeling your face warm under his stare. “Maybe we could go to new places together– with Taiju and Yuzuriha too, of course!” He laughs at your attempt at a save, placing his hand on your head.

“Yeah, whatever. I’m ten billion percent certain you’d only ask me that kind of question.”

Another thing Senku appreciated about you; your attention to detail when it came to him.

“Well, am I right then?” You ask, turning once he begins walking again. “You don’t like leather seats?”

“Yeah,” he says, smiling to himself. ���I don’t.”

The next time Senku visits you, he has a banana milk in his hands. You’re busy installing your new (not leather) seats whilst he waits and spins in your chair, threatening to drink the milk if you don’t stop to take a break.

“Senku, I just need ten more minutes, please.” The sound of exasperation fills his ears, he could tell even with your back to him that the frustration was starting to get to you. And if he said the wrong thing, that bubbling emotion would spill over like an experiment gone wrong.

“Sorry.” He apologizes, almost in an uncharacteristically timid tone.

He wonders why he’s sitting here in the first place; there are experiments to be done in the science club room, beakers, and test tubes waiting to be used. But he was here waiting for you.

That’s one thing Senku can classify as a thing he hates– dislikes– about you. How you make him wait and how he does it without a problem or protest.

And how you were the only one he’d wait for.

Ten minutes go by painfully slowly. He can hear a string of curses falling past your lips near the nine-minute mark, making him rise from his seat to come to your aid.

“What happened?”

You slide out of the car, holding your shaking hand, blood trickling down your now torn knuckles. “Wrench slipped, and my hand went straight down.” You wince, hastily walking to the sink with him trailing close behind. “Can you get me the alcohol under the sink?”

He abides by your word, quickly grabbing the bottle before he takes hold of your hand. “This’ll hurt.” You nod. You already knew that.

When Senku pours the liquid over your knuckles, a wince fills his ears, and guilt fills his heart at the sound. Note that as another thing he dislikes.

“I’m sorry if I sounded rude earlier.” You say suddenly, brows knitted. “You were looking out for me and I snapped at you.”

He clicks his teeth, of course you were worried about him instead of yourself. “It’s fine. It’s not like I’m sensitive to that kind of thing. I don’t give a shit if you yell at me.”

You hum, protesting lightly when he opens up the first aid kit. “I can do it myself, Senku, it’s alright.”

“I’m aware that you can.” He laughs, placing a gauze pad over your knuckles before he wraps bandages around your hand loosely enough for you to still move it. “But you’re letting me help you anyway.”

“That’s because you tell me I’d ‘ten billion percent cut off my circulation’ when I try to do it.” You imitate his voice, scoffing at the light swat he gave you. “Besides, this is how I know you love me.” You laugh. It was intended as a joke, but Senku knew you thought it was true.

“As if.” He scoffs, catching your gaze. He knows you see right through him. “I do this because you’d die without me.”

When you don’t say anything in return or rebuttal, Senku supposed that statement was true.

[inside-lees-mind]

🍙 anon back with another request!~

Can I order a Dr.stone headcanon where they depetrify the younger twin (by a damn second) of their s/o and is just like “until I die you’re not allowed near them, nuh uh.” This would be even better if all of the men are wrapped around their s/o’s finger

I hope that it wasn’t hard to understand once again, I wish you a great time and that you take care of yourself!

Thank you very much if you do this request<3

I love this request! Thank you so much!

Characters, in order: Ryusui, Gen, Senku, Ukyo, Chrome. (The five wise generals :)) Bonus: Hyoga.

Yall might notice I play up Chrome’s beef with Ryusui. It’s funny to me. I know the don’t hate each other 😭

Context for All:

S/O and character met and started dating after the petrification.

S/O’s (barely) younger twin only gets woken up after some months or so.

Ryusui Nanami:

You and Ryusui both go to wake up your twin from the stone together.

Once your twin breaks free of the stone, they are looking, confused, at you and Ryusui joined hands.

They spit out some kind of “who are you?” At him. And he gives them a cheery, enthusiastic answer, calling himself your dedicated boyfriend.

Your twin doesn’t like him. (Chrome is cheering somewhere in the background)

They tell him to watch himself. And that’s when he’s confused.

What did he do?

Then they pull you away often, finding excuses. Eventually, out right telling him to stay away from you, but not in front of your face.

This is like putting him in a straight jacket for a week. He’s attached to you most the time like a magnet, but now your twin is repelling him out.

He tries to win them over too. Gifts. Words. Whatever.

He’d explain himself by loudly exclaiming how much he loves you.

This is worsening it.

I think your twin would come around when they’re around him for a while and notice just how much he does for you. It’s not just things he HAS done for you, he does things too.

Like when they watch you get hurt, only slightly, not bad enough to warrant being carried, but he carried you an hour walk back to the village anyways.

They won’t tell him, but they approve now.

Gen Asagiri:

Another one I can totally see a sibling disliking at first.

When you wake up your twin and bring them back to the village, Gen is waiting for you. He greets them too.

And your twin tells you his smile looks creepy, quietly, but he heard it, and being who he is, he smiles more sinister and says some comment.

Mistake. Your twin doesn’t like him.

Now he spends all his time trying to use his mentalist tricks to get your twin to like him, but they’re really good at dodging all that shit and glaring at him.

Knowing he’s a huge liar, your twin asks you how you can trust him. How do you know he’s not sleeping around.

They heard him joke about harem, and when you all went to treasure island, you weren’t with them, but he joked about wanting a hug from Amaryllis.

Your twin reports this back to you, and you inform them that you can’t take his words at any sort of face value.

He wants people’s reactions.

It would take a lot, watching genuine interactions, for your twin to warm up to you being with the world’s “greatest liar.”

Overall, they’d just have to learn to understand he’s hard to understand.

So for a while, they don’t get that. They are annoyed by his antics. So they secretly throw out some vague threat one night, and then your bf is suddenly not coming around.

This makes you upset, but eventually you notice he looks ever so slightly scared of your twin. And you put two and two together.

I think like how people come to trust Gen eventually once they see through him (as much as you can see through Gen, he’s a tough one) your twin would eventually just notice he means well.

Then they’re just watching closely from a distance.

He’s terrified.

Senku Ishigami:

Your twin is so justified. Lets just start there. This one isn’t even a full on misunderstanding. This would be Senku acted like a bitch, because he’s just too forward to give a fuck, and now they think he’s a bitch.

Not to mention, he’s not exactly intimidated. Just annoyed when your twin wakes up from the stone and immediately goes to telling him to stay away.

You didn’t warn him about this.

Everybody seems to like Senku though, they begin to realize.

They spend a while figuring out why.

And for a while, even with that information. They keep him far away from you because they don’t think he treats you right.

He has an ex wife? He divorced her? He talks to her like that didn’t happen?

Yeah, he better keep his ass 10 kilometers away at all times.

Then eventually they notice how he does his best for you. He’s a busy man. He’s got a lot on his plate. Once they recognize this, they begin to warm up to him.

He makes things to make your life easier, and when nobody is looking, except your twin, secretly, he’s affectionate (as much as Senku can be)

They let him off the hook.

Ukyo Saionji:

It wouldn’t happen.

But let’s say for SOME reason, they dislike him. Just because they don’t want you to get hurt. They have trust issues with that kind of thing. Maybe you’ve been with some men, or anybody really, they’ve watched you cry over before.

They think nobody deserves you.

Not even Ukyo. Bless his heart.

They threaten the poor man.

He’s not scared to go around you, but they refuse to include him in anything. Actively trying to shun him.

Honestly, in this scenario, you’d have to stand up for him a bit because he did nothing to warrant this.

Eventually, with some discussion with you, and maybe some heartfelt conversation Ukyo had with them about you, they’d come around.

He’s got a good record, and he just doesn’t want to see anybody get hurt?

Yeah, they’ll come around.

Chrome:

You were so excited to introduce your twin to your new boyfriend. Because how could anybody dislike Chrome?

Your twin does. Your twin dislikes him.

Let’s just say he’s annoyed, and hurt. And he literally thinks about you 24/7 so how is he supposed to just stay away from you???

How can they do this to him?

This is psychological torture.

Suika tries to help him. 100%.

Your twin thinks Suika is adorable, but he sent a kid instead of talking to them???

They’re on your twin’s “shit list.” He’s the only one on the list right now.

He tries to show off now hoping that your twin will think he’s cool and let him back near you.

If this was the modern era, he would have stood outside your window with a boombox. Or talked to you Romeo and Juliet style, with the boombox ready. But he doesn’t have a boombox. Or any skill to play a musical instrument. He doesn’t even know what that is.

He starts shouting things loud enough so that you can hear them, but without getting anywhere near you.

Your twin notices his persistence, and the way he looks at you, and eventually lets up.

Hyoga Akatsuki:

Your twin immediately heard about what he did.

He’s banned from your eyesight, the ground you walk on, the air you breathe.

They threaten him, and he smiles. They’re pissed, because how can he care so little?

Your twin has GUTS for doing anything about this man.

He keeps his distance at first, honestly just not thinking it’s worth it.

But admittedly, he’s more attached to you than he says he is.

They start to notice him sneaking around at night, when he thinks they’re not looking, just to see you.

Though they think about going off on him, they don’t. They just watch from a distance, ready to attack him if they need to. They’re not afraid of him. (They probably should be but they fear NOTHING)

They notice he doesn’t do anything. Often times he’ll just sit there, and the two of you exchange a few words. Clearly just happy to be together.

And they realize he’s got a soft spot for you.

He’s a cold man, usually his exchanges have malicious intent, but your twin is smart enough to notice that he doesn’t have any malicious intent here.

He gains nothing from these actions. Well he does, but not an upper hand. Just a warm feeling.

Likely they’ll just walk by the two of you and wave, continuing walking, and that’s how they’ll let him know he’s off the hook.

They keep an eye out though, for him in general. Because even if it’s clear he’s smitten with you, he’s still a concerning man.

[verysanebsdfan]

𝟽 ʏᴇᴀʀs ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ - sᴇɴᴋᴜ ɪsʜɪɢᴀᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

just something I wrote cuz I was bored...

masterlist

cw: MANGA SPOILERS, you get shot, not a graphic description or smth tho, not proofread

wc: 629

It was all going as planned, the North American team succeeded in turning on the petrification device, and now it was just a matter of minutes until it reached us again. You planned it with Gen, to confess to the love of your life right before you get petrified, so you can drown in shame and embarrassment until you get revived again, you totally forgot to account for the unfortunate situation you are in.

Senku got shot down, most of you did, really, including you. You were lying on the ground, barely breathing by now, and not far away from your side was Senku, who also found himself in an almost identical predicament.

“Senku…” You choke out, your teary eyes trying to grasp as many details of him. But he probably didn’t hear you, for he was too busy talking with Dr. Xeno. 

“...The truth is, my people and I are just full of desire.” You heard Senku say before the light could touch you. The stone spread around your body, leaving you in an empty darkness, only you and your thoughts.

1…

2…

3…

4…

2498…

90 568…

“I cannot take it anymore…” You thought. It’s barely been 25 hours yet this is getting too boring. Before, you could stay awake for a whole 3720 years, until Senku revived you, but now, after a day, you want to give up?

“Remember, what did I think about?” 

“Oh.”

“I thought about him.”

Yet it aches so much.

When you first met Senku, you were just a first grader, too smart for your good. Hearing your classmate say that he wanted to get to space as soon as possible was funny. What a cute dream, really. But he didn’t just say what he wanted, he worked for it. Hours after hours spent in the library, researching things. Hours spent at home or outside doing experiments.

It did not take long for your curiosity to take over and approach him, which is how you ended up befriending him.

There were many more interesting memories you often found yourself reminiscing about. There was one that stood out though. 

Last year in middle school, your whole class decided to have a get-together in a park, basically a picnic, it was late afternoon and the guys decided to play truth or dare. A guy 

asked Senku who out of the girls in the class would he like to date the most. Of course, the radish-head said no one, since relationships are trouble-prone. One thing however stuck. Taiju snickered and said your name. You immediately waited for Senku to deny it, however, he didn’t, his cheeks might have flushed a little, too.

So why? Why can’t you just confess? He will either reject you, or he won’t.

You will either be able to move on. Or you will get a romantic partner. It’s either a win or a win. So why. 

Either way. Back to counting.

589 642…

…

237 492 150…

Something over seven years? And then crack. 

You were awake now. Standing in front of you were Senku and Suika. Everyone else was close by, still petrified. 

“Senku?” You let out a soft whisper, and he nods.

“Sorry for not responding to you back then.” He said, and you immediately recalled how you called out to him, but he didn’t hear you. 

“You heard?” 

“Of course. I also wanted to talk to you back then, but the situation called.” He said and you let out a sob. 

“Idiot, that’s why I love you.” You say and wonder if you should regret it.

“I know, same, now let’s got wake up the others.” He said as if it was not a big thing. Of course, he sucks when it comes to emotions but c’mon!!

[chericos]

the night air was cold—biting, seeping through the layers of your clothing. if not for the fire burning steadily before you, crackling and spitting embers into the dark, you were sure you’d have long perished to the frigid temperatures. of course, you were just being dramatic, but who could blame you? the chill was relentless, clinging to your skin, creeping its way into your bones despite the flickering warmth just a few feet away. what you would give to be peacefully resting in your bed back at the base. (you’d give anything).

yet, nothing ever seemed to go your way. not when xeno had casually informed you of your impromptu trip to collect data on the group—boat? colony? whatever they were—that had decided to take refuge on your lands.

with a quiet sigh, you tore your gaze away from the dancing flames, their golden glow casting fleeting shadows across the ground, and instead, let your eyes settle on something—or rather, someone—far more captivating.

stanley.

the glow of the fire painted him in hues of amber and burnt orange, accentuating the sharp cut of his jaw, emphasizing the intensity of his amber eyes, the way they seemed to gaze into your very soul. you peer down to his lips, the faintest smirk seemed to permanently linger at their edge. a cigarette burned between his fingers, the glowing ember pulsing each time he took a slow, measured drag. the smoke curled around him like a specter, twisting into the cold air before vanishing into the dark.

there was something almost hypnotic about the way he moved—deliberate, calculated, never a motion wasted. even in something as simple as smoking, there was precision, an ease that came with routine. his golden eyes, always sharp, flicked toward you, catching you in the act of watching him.

the smirk on his face deepened. “see something you like?” he drawled, voice low, almost seductive.

you groan, rolling your eyes, feigning disinterest. you tear your gaze away to look at the vast forest where you both have set up camp, trying to distract yourself. his amusement was palpable, something knowing glinting in his gaze as he took another slow inhale of his cigarette, the ember burning hot against the dark.

with a lazy exhale, he let the smoke slip past his lips in a slow, curling stream. you caught it out of the corner of your eye, doing your best not to make it obvious that you were staring again.

“wanna try something?” he murmured, his voice low and teasing.

you quirked a brow. “depends.”

“breathe in,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

you hesitated for a second, your eyes locking with his. you wanted to say something, to dignify his question with a response, but your brain was so scattered, your thoughts clouded by the warmth of his touch, that you couldn’t seem to think straight. so with no other choice, you nod wordlessly.

then, without warning, he exhaled—warm, slow, the smoke slipping past his lips and into yours, invading your lungs with the intoxicating mix of nicotine and something unmistakably him. your heart stuttered, the heat of his breath chasing away the biting cold you were feeling just minutes prior as you inhaled, letting the sensation settle deep before slowly releasing it into the space between you.

stanley leaned back just slightly, his amber eyes studying you through half-lidded lashes, smirking. “not bad,” he muttered, bringing the cigarette back to his mouth. the ember flared again as he took another drag, watching you over the rim of his fingers. “think you can handle another?”

you swallowed, trying to steady your racing heartbeat. it was a challenge. a tease.

and damn it, you were tempted to say yes.

but before you could respond, stanley moved in again, his hand still beneath your chin, pulling you closer, just enough that your lips brushed against his—soft and fleeting. the taste of smoke clung to him, the heat of his kiss stealing the air from your lungs. the world around you seemed to vanish for a moment, and you knew that you were completely, irrevocably consumed by him. when he finally pulled back, there was no teasing glint in his eyes—only an intense, searching look.

he didn’t say anything. and neither did you.

the night stretched on in a haze, the fire still flickering, the smoke drifting lazily into the air, and you both left in that unspoken tension, uncertain where the evening would go, but knowing that whatever happened next... neither of you were in a hurry to leave.

fuck my stupid baka life (reference for bae[ @lo1itado11 ], aka the one who got me to write this)

cooked this up QUICK, on nothing but a random "hey, i've never seen a stanley shotgunning fic" and a dream.

is this my formal introduction to the dr stone fandom? i like it here!

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