#sengen fluff

[hydranomago]

Summary:

“I can’t believe this,” Xeno grumbles, his eight tentacles flashing rings of electric blue dangerously.

“Well I reckon you’d better, and fast,” Stanley eyes a particularly large crab as it scuttles across the mass of others beneath it. “Else you’re tellin’ me you’ve got an appetite for, hm eight or so hundred.”

  Shenanigans as mer-denizens ensue. Humour and comfort. StanXeno with their brand of over-the-top romanticism.

[mushroomcrepe]

Pleasure to tell that i am about to read a fluff sengen fic very much needed

[blanktrouser]

Genuinely sobbed over this story. Made my life better. Anything QPR Sengen related makes my heart warm, but when I TELL YOU THIS FIC IS MY FAVOURITE FIC EVER WRITTEN I MEAN ITTTTT OMG

[dragon-flies-72]

Okay since I'm bored and need to boast about the fics I've read lately, here is an ongoing list of some of my favourite Dr Stone fics (most of these will probably have SenGen):

us, together (we're all in) by chibyeol (minitala)

Hand down one of the best fics ive read this year, I was HOOKED onto every word when reading this, I love badass Gen

Bad Luck by Cooliceprincess

The author notes in this genuinly add so much to the story and the plot is utterly amazing. I LOVE this one so much I am so mad i just found it

Games People Play by PipsAhoy

This one is adorable and honestly 90% fluff the plot is amazing and totally something these idiots would get stuck in.

The Love of A Father by Jeireilost

This one is so sad, honestly something that I could imagine happening. Get this man his Dad back.

cheers to the tin man by Pixim

OH BOY THIS ONE. Look this fic actually left me in a daze for the rest of the day, the story is so addicting and UGH im obsessed. Like probably one of my top recs for fics in Dr Stone because its insane.

These next few are all apart of a Series:

quantum entanglements by MistressEast

This has become one of my comfort fics in this fandom, I adore this style of fic writing and the detail in the fic is incredible

A Voyage of Two by Jeireilost

This is pure goodness, I love the plot they just get a well deserve break and its honestly so fluffy im in love

Science and Mentalism by Killthespare

Hands down the best Hanahaki fic ive ever read. The concept was so so clever and their explanations kinda felt like Senku was explaining them to me. Even if you arent into Dr Stone its such a good fic.

Also bc I can everyone check out EndlessFangirl and Widow_Spyder

Litterally the go tos for any Dr Stone fics I love their fics so so much. They both do a range of ships and they simply deserve the attention :)

Anyways there are more fics I need to read which might make it onto this list but these are some of my favs, all my love to the authors youve litterally made my weeks with these!

[thomthinks]

BINGO!!! 🎉 + fic recs :)

sooo... @feedthefandomfest, do i get a reward..? uwu 👉👈

ngl this was the most fun i've had in ages. (except the part where i had to bargain my firstborn in exchange for the last chapter of a wip last updated in 2019. oh boy was my firstborn Not Happy about that. It was a very sad occasion for all of us, but sacrifices need to be made for the sake of greater good.)

as for recommendations, I've got 3 fics for you:

✨ "Chore List" by YuukiWarashi, Hypnosis Mic fandom, Amemura Ramuda centric: fun, interesting, well written, includes beautiful pieces of fanart that really brings the story to life! https://archiveofourown.org/works/48488047

✨ "Read to me in the dark." by fish_writes_words_and_stuffs, Bungou Stray Dogs fandom, skk fluff and angst au: need i say more? Delicious story. https://archiveofourown.org/works/57172861

✨ "The Gem, the Metal, and the Mentalist" by NightFoliage: Dr. Stone fandom, SenGen, humor & misunderstandings: I stayed up until 3 a.m. just to finish reading this. I think that says enough about it. https://archiveofourown.org/works/54848863

thanks for the fun game ~

[remy-roll-writes]

For the ship asks! Kunigiri, Reonagi and uhhhh I'm curious to hear about your favorite ship for either AOT/SNK or Dr Stone 💌

Kunigiri:

My first bllk ship <3 by now theyre not my favorite anymore but they still have a very special place in my heart. I love them <3

Reonagi:

so much angst potential, !'m in love. But I rarely actively look up content for them cuz I prefere making up my own scenarios with them

Aot/Snk / Jeanmarco:

My babies. My sweethearts. So much angst and so much fluff in one. Have been one of my biggest comfort ships for a long time

Dr. Stone / Sengen

Thems!! I hc them being in a qpr, theyre both on the aroace spec. I love their relationship in basically any way tho, platonic, romantic, sexual, etc.

[mitsuki-komori]

So I started ranting in the middle of writing a fic 😭

The car ride was warm. Like really really warm. Like, super cozy and stuff. Like it’s totes insane how sweet this scene is. It’s like, super cool and romantic and stuff. I want to be done with this fic already, man. 😭

Blah blah blah. Word count shit and stuff and things. I kinda wanted this done before the end of May, but real shit I don’t know if I can. This shit is fucking taxing, bro. And I don’t have any assignments to do. Just straight up being lazy here. Writer’s block is a total bitch and it’s been creeping back up on me. I’ll cry. I’ve been on a roll for the last several months and have been dreading when I’d be taken back over by the infamous writer’s block that plagues authors so. Absolutely heartbreaking. 

Legit boutta cry, lil bros

Okay, this was supposed to just sound comedic, but rereading it sounds straight up like I’m depressed or smth

Don’t worry, my guys. I’m good.

Auaushjswowowj.

Bro, this fic is only like halfway done too. I could cut out the other shit I planned, but that is simply something I would be unable to bring myself to do as I’ve already committed to what I’ve planned

Oml, and I have to do chapter three of Three of Diamonds too. UGH

I literally told my friend I’d get that done soon and I ain’t even started. I also need to do chapter three of Under The Crimson Moon, Nightshades Bloom AND My Undead Love.

Literally why do I do this to myself?

Also I need to do chapter 4 of Chocobo’s Haven. I’ve been trying to pretend it doesn’t exist, but I fr need to do that shit soon.

Maybe I should hiatus it?

Oh, it’d just break my heart though. I’ve already hiatus’d that Astaleo vampire fic and have so many other projects to do. If I put it on hiatus, I’d probably just take advantage of that and start a new project.

You know, I literally have a whole mafia au fic planned out for Sengen.

The notes are like 10k+ words and I estimate it’ll be around 28 chapters with 100k+ words. It’s so tempting, man.

But there’s also this fantasy au AND a Harry Potter AU I wanna write with Dr. Stone and have notes written for both. I legit cannot control my temptations, it’s insane.

How come I have no trouble writing all this shit down in the middle of a fic but can’t bare actually continuing.

Super annoying.

Like, the sooner I get this shit done, the sooner I can do other shit.

I’ve already decided to make that Frankenstein AU fic shorter than I planned just for the sake of getting it done quickly.

And I don’t even have a CLUE as for how long Three of Diamonds will take.

I guess I’d want it to be at least 50k if I had to guess? There’s a lot of scenes and fluff I wanna write and I need to set up a proper rhythm and pace for that. 

Spacing it out properly will mean writing more things to put in between the stuff I really want to write.

Ah, the trouble of an author.

Like, fics for me typically get made because there’s a super specific scene I wanna write, but they’d only make sense and leave the impact I want if I write a whole ass plot to put it into. Ugh.

Like, the fantasy fic. Literally made up a whole plot because I thought Gen would look hot as a mage.

It was the freaking transformation in Final Fantasy X-2, man.

Sometimes I write fics just to get a particular vibe, so I throw incoherent ideas together to try conveying it. 

Spoiler: it almost never works.

Like, I had this 1980s fic I wanna write because listening to the music and the aesthetic inspired me, but I had no clue what to stuff into it to make it, so I haven’t actually started it. Also I wasn’t alive during the 1980s.

In my ideas document, I have a whole separate section for “incoherent ideas” where I just hope I get enough of those that I can slap some together into an actual fic with an actually interesting plot.

I get inspired by stupid shit, the most simple stuff. I don’t appreciate it much.

Like, I love the brainstorming, but I get so many ideas that my mind goes all over the place and suddenly there’s a shit ton of fics I wanna write, but I can only do one at a time.

And when I do try to do multiple ones, my brain gets even more cloudy and writer’s block hits you in the face.

My big three fics rn are Three of Diamonds, Under The Crimson Moon arranged marriage fic, and My Undead Love.

And instead of fixating on my in progress works, my mind is instead obsessing over the fic ideas I haven’t started like the fantasy AU especially and it also keeps flowing back to the mafia au and the Harry Potter AU.

Like, I got a whole ass detailed plot for the mafia one.

I have ARCS planned and shit and super exciting scenes, but I know since it’s so long and I have other works, I really shouldn’t.

Even after I finish the My Undead Love fic, I shouldn’t start another one.

Because sooner or later I’ll have to get back to the FFXV fix I’ve been ignoring. Oh, but my other fics are so tempting.

But I suppose it probably wouldn’t be the fantasy one because that one is more in the incoherent ideas being slapped together phase while the mafia one is one I couldn’t probably jump right into.

It was heavily inspired by Snakes At Midnight. Could not stop thinking about it and accidentally made a whole plot.

Like, bro. That fic was SO good. 

I literally could not put it down. I read that shit in class and I was so impressed with how amazing it was. 

And I’d literally never cried because of a fic, but that? Bro, I actually cried real tears.

You should totally read it.

My Harry Potter AU is also just a bunch of random ideas for now too.

The mafia one would probably be the one I’d start on next, but it’s also seeming like probably the longest fic I’ll ever write as of now, so I don’t know if I should risk it.

Like, I feel I’d need to finish at least two of my current long fics before starting on it.

Probably My Undead Love and Under The Crimson Moon, Nightshades Bloom.

My Undead Love is going to be shorter than all the other ones and the Crimson Moon one is one I actually have planned out.

Three of Diamonds is just a complete mystery to me rn.

And Chocobo’s Haven is going to be like 30 chapters.

The Crimson Moon one is only going to be 20.

Ugh.

Why this shit gotta be so hard?

This is why I decided I wouldn’t be an author when I become an adult. It’s much better to keep as a hobby for this exact reason.

I mean, I could write some books, but it definitely shouldn’t be my main job.

It’s much more of a “hit or miss” kind of career and I simply don’t have the luck or patience for that.

My luck freaking sucks.

I’ve lost so many 50/50s in Genshin it’s not even funny. I’m probably gonna lose my Kinich on the next banner and I’ll probably lose to Ayaka or Ayato on the chronicle banner too.

Literally I’d rather lose to anyone else on that banner than them.

And I should get back to my Black Clovwr fics at some point too.

I do have some genuinely interesting Black Clover fic ideas sitting in my ideas document, but with all the other stuff I gotta do, it’ll probably be a while.

This was such a sudden change, too. I was such a oneshot girlie, then all the sudden I’m writing long fics?

Crazy shit, I tell you.

I also can’t commit to shit, but I also REFUSE to abandon any of my fics.

You so hear me, I WILL finish every work in progress of mine! Even if they may or may not take years to do.

Pls believe me.

Fics and the fanbases I’m apart of is actually the only thing I think about every hour of every day.

When I first wake up, when I play games, watch shows, when I’m in conversations, when I’m in classes. Somehow I get good grades.

Every interaction I’m in, my mind converts it into a little fic in my head where my favorite characters are playing out my scenarios. Like, I may or may not have an addiction to this?

When I watch shows too, my mind imagines the characters in the show as whichever fanbase I’m thinking of.

I’ve seen some drama at school and have written down fic ideas based on them. I don’t think that’s too weird though. I hear other authors do it too.

I mean, obviously not the super serious stuff and uncomfortable things, but still.

And every song I listen to also.

I could be in a bad mood and thinking of fics will instantly cheer me up.

When someone asks about my hobbies, I never know what to say. Because the honest answers are: the source media of what I read and write about (anime, games, etc.), reading, and writing.

But not in an unhealthy way, it really is fun. Just takes a lot of brain power sometimes.

I guess I do make edits sometimes?

That’s probably the only reason I still have TikTok downloaded on my phone. I waste too much time on that app. I only have it to post my edits because they’re more likely to get views there than the ones I post on YouTube.

Did you guys know I used to be a gachatuber? Yeah, super embarrassing.

Don’t look for it btw.

I stopped doing it like 2-3 years ago. It was pretty fun to make them though.

Even when they made no sense.

The moment I got introduced to gacha, I was sentenced to the fanfiction addiction 😭

That’s probably where a lot of the younger fanfic authors stem from. I was introduced to gacha because of an Itsfunneh glmv, bro.

Super nostalgic.

I loved watching Itsfunneh. She’s a YouTuber. I’ve been watching her for around 9 years now, I believe?

I went a while where I stopped watching her, but I come back to her channel every now and then.

I suppose I should get back to writing the fic I started writing the rant in the middle of, huh? 

Hopefully I shall be able to finish it in a timely enough manner.

[endlessfangirlao3]

It's just a coat

Relationships: Asagiri Gen/Magma

Characters: Kohaku, Magma, Asagiri Gen, Ishigami Senkuu, Kinrou, Ginrou

Additional tags: Hurt/Comfort, But the both get sick, Winter, I don't know why Winter is so Maggen, but it is, Sengen bestie agenda, They're stubborn, Snowball Fight, Domestic Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Established Relationship, taking care of each other, in their own way, Happy birthday Kinkin, Forehead Kisses, Fireplaces, All over a jacket, Sickfic??

Summary: “And you’re sure about this Senkuu chan?” Gen held the snowball in hand. “Oh yeah,” Senkuu waved his hand like he was swatting the question away. “He said something about how Magma always keeps aboard behind his curtains during winter earlier,” “Sure..?” Gen looked down at the cold ball of snow currently freezing his hand. Sound something Gen would say when he lied...But Senkuu wouldn't do that. But to Gen's horror nothing stopped the snowball and it flew right into the hut.

[rviner]

"Hva snakker du om? hvisket jeg." Loki insists but a smile has stuck to his face and he's grinning from ear to ear. More like a Cheshire cat than the usual snarling wolf. And when he catches the glimpse of Esje's faint smirk, a snicker whittles out from him quickly. "Litt, ja. Men jeg kan fortsatt gå og snakke." he answers with pride and his voice carrying louder than he intends. But, even in his little-bit-drunk state, he catches the flash of bashfulness in Esje's words and his laughter rises again. "Jeg er ingen poet. Jeg synes bare det er veldig vakkert. De kalte deg de hvite ulvene, ikke sant? Av en god grunn. Den kvelden i leiren, da du løp overalt. Med snøen og månen var det som om du var ett med dem." Loki rambles contently, his hand raising up to find strands of her white hair to gently sweep from her face.

"Nei, jeg synes de er...søte. Du ser søt ut. Som en fugleunge." his head shakes for a moment too long but he's laughing again at the clothes, his hand finding a comfort in the movement against the fake fur. Or fluff. He has every intention to lead Esje from the cabin, and every intention to find the words that have assaulted his thoughts during his drinking escapade with Vidar. But now Esje has hold of his hand and seems she has the intention to lead him instead. Loki starts chuckling, glancing to the rooms of the cabin as she does but his gaze falls back to hers soon after. "Kan jeg sove i sengen din?" the words follow far too easily as he grins childishly, but then he shakes his own head. "Nei nei. Det må jeg si nå, Esje. Det er veldig viktig. Det handler ikke om senger." there's a gentle tug to bring her towards him instead, Loki's other hand waving to the door. "Bare raskt."

"selvfølgelig er jeg våken. du er ikke akkurat stille." esje remarks in a hushed tone of amusement. she abandoned her light sleep as soon as she heard loki's whisper...or what he thinks was a whisper. confused but mostly curious why he tries to find her at such a late hour. esje's convinced herself of loki's disappointment. but, right in this moment he seems happy to even see her. and once she sees him too, esje can't fight the smirk that twitches against her lips. "er du full?" she asks without need of an answer from the way he stumbles again.

not to mention the gasp she swears she hears, causing her to stifle a chuckle. the gentle compliment about her hair brings esje to roll her eyes, battling with a flush to her cheeks that she doesn't wish to bring attention to. "det er veldig poetisk, men du bør gå tilbake til hytta di." she waves a hand at him, and it knocks against the one he raises to her shirt. "åh, er de ikke stygge? de kalte dem fluffy pajamas. og nei, ikke engang ekte pels." esje scoffs, brushing her hands over it before one is whisked into loki's hold. "jeg antar at de er litt varme, ja...men loki, kom igjen. gå til sengs. vi kan snakke om morgenen." esje urges him gently, her hand slipping from his but...reluctantly. instead, she holds tighter and her other hand comes atop of his. "hvor sover du?" she asks next, turning to glance to the cabin rooms where she thinks one is still empty.

[intheticklecloset]

Hi! I hope you are doing well! For headcanons, maybe some modern (or just general if you want) SenGen headcanons, please. Of course only if you want to!!! Remember to hydrate and take care of yourself! Have a nice day/night!

SenGen!! Let's go! Thank you for the request, anon! ^^

Trying to find a gif for these two is so hard 😭

SenGen Fluff Headcanons (Modern AU)

Senku listens to audiobooks while he works. Mostly it's what you'd expect - science books, the latest research in a particular field, theories about things, etc. - but every once in a while he changes it up and listens to fiction as well. He's really picky about science fiction, so he doesn't bother with that. He tends to gravitate towards literary fiction and even mystery/thrillers. He's no Sherlock, but he does enjoy trying to figure out who the culprit is, and is pleasantly surprised on the rare occasion he has no idea. (Gen even caught him listening to James Patterson once and teased him mercilessly for it for days on end.)

Gen usually cooks for them both since Senku is so busy he'd forget to eat otherwise, but he actually secretly enjoys it. He has a few cookbooks hidden in one of the cupboards Senku never goes into and references them sometimes to surprise him with something new. Senku has asked where he gets the inspiration (and the time), but Gen remains stubbornly silent on the subject.

Movie nights are a total disaster. Their tastes are so different they can rarely agree on something, nevermind the fact that Senku is a nitpicker and tears apart every inaccuracy in what they watch. They usually play video games or logic puzzles together instead.

Gen - of course - practices his magic tricks in the house all the time. He tries to get Senku involved enough to at least watch, which is a struggle in itself, but then of course Senku is Senku and goes on his whole "magic is just an illusion" speech most every time. Gen has learned he doesn't mean to be hurtful by it or anything, so he lets it slide, but every once in a while he just HAS to retaliate. Kissing or tickling Senku into a flustered mess usually does the trick in getting him to "change his mind" until the next time.

Despite his protests, Senku watches every single magic program Gen participates in, whether it's in person or seeing it on TV. He's never missed a single one.

@skribblz

[beyondtheticklecloset]

A pair of your choice and they’re cuddling watching a movie and the one finds out the other really loves getting their hair played with 💖

Decided to go with SenGen! @skribblz for obvious reasons ^^

~~~

Gen shivered and snuggled closer to Senku, letting out a contented sigh as he pressed his cheek into his chest.

Senku glanced down at him, only half paying attention to the movie they were watching anyway. “Are you cold? We can get a blanket if you want.”

“No,” Gen murmured, seeming to melt further into him. “M’good.”

Senku quirked a brow, confused but willing to take his word for it. He continued slowly brushing his fingers through his boyfriend’s two-toned hair, noticing with each passing second how relaxed the man was seeming to become.

“Are you tired?”

“No.” Gen shivered again, hugging Senku’s waist, snuggling into his chest. “Feels really good.”

“Huh?” It took a moment, but Senku finally put two and two together. He smiled a little. “You like me playing with your hair?”

Gen hummed his affirmation, feeling an explosion of tingles throughout his head and down his shoulders every time Senku brushed over a certain spot on the side of his head.

Senku chuckled a little. “You’re melting, mentalist.”

“S’your fault.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No.”

“Didn’t think so.” The scientist continued brushing his hair, playing with the strands, gradually honing in on the spot that made his boyfriend shiver. “You’re cute, Gen.”

“Mhm,” the older man replied, too lost in contentment to try and banter.

“Are you even watching the movie?”

“Nnh.”

“Do you want to just stay like this for a little while?”

“Mmm.”

Senku grinned fully then, amused and intrigued to have found something to actually make Gen shut up for once. “I love you.”

“Mhm.”

“Aren’t you going to say you love me, too?” the scientist teased.

Gen hummed, snuggling in even closer, hugging Senku’s waist so tight the man felt his heart flutter. “Love you, Senku-chan~”

As an experiment, Senku brushed his hand through his boyfriend’s hair over the spot he thought was the best one, leaning down to kiss his forehead at the same time. Gen went slack against him, melting so much at the loving contact he basically became a noodle.

Senku beamed. He could get used to this.

[mushroomcrepe]

The fanfic isn't finished, last updated in 2020

[blckfang]

𝗠𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁

𝗯𝘆 @𝗯𝗹𝗰𝗸𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗪𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗽𝗮𝗱

It was a cold night in Ishigami village. Gen sat alone in the observatory shuffling a deck of cards. He had just recently presented the observatory to Senku for his birthday, and was elated to see how happy Senku was upon seeing it. He remembered how special sitting there with him that night was, looking at the stars with Senku close to him, taking in the beauties of nature, and of course, science.

The problem was, Senku hadn’t had much time to be up there with him as he had a lot of preparations to make before the battle with Tsukasa’s army. It really concerned Gen how hard Senku was working, and how worried Senku was over Chrome being held prisoner. Senku was doing great things for the village though, and the way Senku protected his people made Gen admire him more.

Unexpectedly there was a soft knock on the door, and the door slowly opened. It was Senku.

“Didn’t think I’d be seeing you here Senku.” Gen said as Senku made his way over to him and sat on the floor next to Gen.

“Yeah, I think I’m about done with the work for tonight. You know what though, Gen? Those hot springs are amazing!”

“Yes, they are truly magnificent, my mad scientist.”

“Look who’s being cute today, mentalist.” Gen laid his head on Senku’s shoulder as the two rested on some handcrafted pillows Gen had set up to make the space comfortable.

“You know, Gen, the white stars in the black sky remind me of your hair.” Gen blushed a bright red and pressed his face into Senku’s chest due to being flustered from the comment. “And did you know that the stars shine so brightly because of nuclear reactions occurring within each star, kind of like how my heart explodes when I’m around you?” Senku wrapped his arms around Gen, pulling him in closer.

“I’m really glad I found you that day Senku. I- I love you”

“I love you too mentalist.” Senku kissed Gen’s forehead gently and the two fell asleep together with the moon shining down on them.

[urtheloml]

bind your love (to me)

pairing: ishigami senku x asagiri gen w/c: 700+ synopsis: senku thinks gen is stupid. then again, he's quite the idiot in love when it comes to gen anyway. a/n: short sengen drabble i wrote in like,,, 20 minutes bc for the life of me, i cannot stop thinking about these two. also, no capitalisation. also also, school is kicking my ass but i have an oikawa fic in the making lol <3

he built me this telescope. with his own two hands. ishigami senku thought fondly as his eyes glazed over the same stars for the fifth time that night.

it was strange. he was barely focusing on charting the stars. his mind was still whirring at speeds incomprehensible, but his head was somewhere else. or. filled with someone else. as it always was.

asagiri gen. the world's shallowest man as he liked to refer to himself. senku thought he was full of shit for keeping that facade up, as if gen hasn't gone through hell and back for the sake of his village.

speaking of gen, the two-tone haired man currently had his head in senku's lap. despite senku's half-assed protest, he'd never kick him off. senku glanced down at the sheet of paper near his feet, scribbled with lines and numbers of the new aged nightlights but he couldn't really focus on that.

"senku-chan, lend me your pocket knife please," gen hummed, breaking senku out of his trance.

without even thinking about it, senku gently pressed the handle of the knife into gen's palm. he doesn't have to ask him why, he never does, that's the amount of trust he has in him.

gen loves that. gen loves that senku doesn't question him when he doesn't need to. gen loves that senku lets him lay in his lap, even if he is exceptionally awkward with physical contact. gen loves senku, that't it.

gen quickly gets to work. carving out something short and sweet into the floorboard of their observatory. their observatory. a place, just for the two of them. a sanctuary that he built with his own two hands just because he wanted senku to feel like he was home again. just because.

senku never glances down. not even once as gen carves and shaves out the wood on the ground. he knows gen will tell him once he's done. instead he looks back at the sky. sometimes it makes him sad to think that the direction of the northern star has changed after 3000 years but then again, there's nothing he can do about it but move on. so he does. charting new stars and calculating things gen could never think of doing himself.

senku rubs his eyes, phosphenes. he sees them, little zigzags and squiggles as his eyes shut tight. and when he opens them up, gen seems to have finished his work of art.

as gen puts the 'finishing touches' over whatever he's carving out, senku looks back to the sky. he figures him and gen are quite similar to the things he's observing. stars. more specifically, binary stars. he remembers reading about them. a long time ago when books were still around. binary stars is a system of two stars that are gravitationally bound to and in orbit around each other. he thinks, in this life, in his past life and in any other life that'll come, surely he and gen are bound to one another. and if not, then it must be a mistake for him to be alive.

"senku-chan, you can look now!"

huffing to himself, senku looks down to where gen has carved out, "SENKU + GEN" and shaped a heart over the words. warmth blooms in his chest, and he'd never admit it but he's so glad for the semi-darkness around them because the gen would make fun of how his cheeks turn a little rosy.

"mentalist that's the cringiest thing you've ever done," senku deadpans.

for a moment, gen's heart drops and he's about to scratch the carving out when senku snatches the knife from his hold to write over his words. gen pouts at him because he won't let him see it.

"there, i fixed it."

and really, gen should've known senku would try to one up him even when they're having a moment. scrunching his nose, he tells senku that your addition made it even more gross, before tangling his hands into his stupid hair and pulling him in close.

binary stars. in this life and every one after that. ishigami senku and asagiri gen will always find their way back to each other.

senku traces over the carving as gen falls asleep on top of him, the sheet of paper long since crumpled.

SENKU + GEN 4EVA

[embrose]

Summary:

Senku is back from another trip to the ISS, and his faithful boyfriend Gen is trying to make sure the scientist doesn't accidentally kill himself with work. Plot twist: He succeeds~

[genseng-powder]

It's been a month-long of inactivity, but here's a little fluff to make up for it 😌

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If Senku has to find a better word that describes him around people, it definitely wasn't something that could propel them closer to him - unlike Taiju that draws in humongous positivity with big smiles with his big heart and big hugs (and being on the receiving end of it for at least three-fourths of the time they spend together, it did kind of work. They're already lifetime buddies at this point but he won't say that out loud). Yuzuriha draws in people with her tender and genuine care for people, her dainty and swift hands for craftsman almost comparable to how she handles her interpersonal relationships - careful, discreet and awfully tender. If it hadn't been for their perseverance as a shared attribute between them three, Senku still struggles to see what about him specifically that makes Gen feel safe enough to doze off around him.

If Senku has to find a word to describe himself, it wasn't of big hugs and tender hands - needless to say, he was aversive of affection, and his fingers were roughed up and all calloused from days and nights of steadfast project to rebuild Ishigami village.

There's this tender rise and fall of Gen's chest that makes Senku's hand itch to do something, his soft breathing against the quiet, winter night up in the observatory rouses Senku's concetration away from the papers at hand and to focus instead on Gen's serene sleeping face. As if it never bore any deceit under his sleeves, as if his scar never meant to be a menace, and as if Gen himself wasn't capable of fooling people. Before Senku could think better about it, his hand was already moving on it's own and tucking in the strays of Gen's white locks, and he doesn't know if he did it gently, doesn't know if his hand pressure was soft enough from all the rough woodworks and countless craftings that made his threshold for pressure a little off the scale.

Because Gen stirs, not fully conscious, but now Senku feels guilty of waking him up - all from being unable to hold back his bloody hands from moving and doing it's own thing. As if it had a life of it's own, his body follows involuntarily when Gen offers up a small smile and Senku shifts closer, abandons all hopes in finishing up the blueprint as he unfolds his legs to lift up Gen's head and places it comfortably against his lap. Maybe that will help him fall asleep again for the second time.

Senku doesn't know what he is doing, but he remembers Taiju's big hugs and Yuzuriha's soft pats on his shoulder.

Ah, maybe this is what they feel around each other.

Inevitably warm.

Gen burries himself closer to Senku, unsubtle with the way he noses Senku's clothed abdomen and an arm coming up to wrap on Senku's waist. And he settles comfortably, as if he belonged there for a huge portion of his life because to Senku, it felt nothing but right.

Senku's breath hitched with pleasant surprise, with how affectionate Gen suddenly seems to be acting and he attributes it to the fastly slipping consciousness, but a part of him reasons that maybe it's because it's him - it's because he was Senku and it's why Gen falls into this easy, and soft pliant version of him. He doesn't indulge the thought any further but it was nice to think of it anyway, his calloused hands now threading itself against Gen's hair to a soothing motion, and he doesn't see what he stands to benefit from all of this.

He still doesn't know what makes Gen act like this around him, still doesn't know how he'd describe himself that draws the mentalist in - but Senku figures he doesn't have to have an answer to that right now as he plants a lingering, soft-pressed kiss on Gen's exposed forehead.

Gen slightly hums, pleased, and the smile on his lips slowly fade to a slack as Senku observes him slipping back into a peaceful slumber under him, under his arms and there, inevitably cozied up on his waist. Senku doesn't stop combing his fingers through Gen's locks, doesn't pull his free arm away that's encased on Gen's shoulder, and his eyes definitely doesn't stray away from Gen's sleeping figure - his soft face, his moist lips and slightly reddened cheeks from the cold.

Senku still doesn't know how he'd describe himself, of what propels Gen towards him like this, but if what he was or what he was made up of makes Gen feel comfortable enough around him - would it be arrogant of him, presumptious of him to describe himself as home for Gen?

Maybe it wasn't so bad at all.

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If it wasn't obvious, I am a sucker for sengen finding home in each other's arms 😭

For the month long inactivity, I'd like to apologize for that since most of the time, I am consumed by academic papers and hell that is thesis 😩 being a student isn't really easy and it saps my energy to write most of the time wjdkwsjskw

So to make up for it, here's a fluff of SenGen that I hope y'all would really enjoy 🥺