#stan x xeno

[narrators-journal]

Hey sorry if I'm coming in super late I just now saw the reply.

I wouldn't mind if the prompt was both (#6) for Stanley and Xeno.

Your response wasn't rude at all don't worry. Just hope I'm not like too late and just messing with it more. I just hope I'm not rude. Sorry about that.

Nah dude, you're not rude, promise! I'm sorry this took so long yet seems so short. I'm currently juggling requests, so sadly some are nerfed in creativity and length. I hope this is still at LEAST a fun read

CW: Cockwarming, at least vaguely, and morning sex

After a long night of reading over what felt like a library of paperwork, Xeno Houston Wingfield was more than content to slink home and pour himself into bed to sleep for the next three days. However, the sensation of strong, warm hands on his skin pulled him free of slumber's hold.

        "Stanley...?" He muttered half into his pillow, fighting to keep his obsidian eyes shut while his boyfriend's hand slid down to his hip and then to his groin. Feeling his fingers press against his member through his work pants. "What are you doing?"

Stan didn't need to reply, the way his hand was groping the scientist and the way he ground an obvious erection against his ass made his intentions fairly clear.

          "Isn't it a little early to be popping a boner?" He asked with a snort, the soldier simply humming,

          "What's wrong with a little morning sex? It'll help you destress~"

          "I'm pretty sure you're just offering that because you're horny. Not because you truly think I need to destress." Xeno called out, his boyfriend chuckling and moving to kiss along his neck to try and stir up heated sparks.

While that plan didn't quite work, it did make Xeno hum a bit.

            "Dear, I think I'm too tired for this. Can't you just jerk off?" He asked, though he let the soldier tug his work pants down.

            "You just have to lay there, Xee, no physical exertion needed for ya." Stan hummed, nibbling at his sweet spot, but Xeno bat at him all the same,

            "Sexual arousal is just as exhaustion. Do I need to remind you how many calories sex can burn? That's achieved with more than simple movement." He explained, making his partner groan. Moving his hand from the scientist's groin to wrap his arms around his stomach and pull him against his well-muscled chest, burying his face in the crook of his neck.

"Xeno...I don't wanna just jerk off." The platinum-blonde marine partially whined into his skin. "Please? Can I just do something to get off with you?"

The snowy-haired NASA employee sighed at that.

"Fine. But don't expect me to climax." He told the soldier, feeling his lips pull back into a grin before tugging his pants down more and letting Xeno kick them the rest of the way off. Beyond that though, Xeno just sighed and let Stan do everything else. All the NASA employee did was bury his face into the pillow he held close.

Stan, meanwhile, fished the lube they kept nearby out and got his pajama pants down. After that, he easily hiked one of Xeno's legs up and pushed into him. And while the scientist was exhausted, the familiar feeling drew out a satisfied hum.

"Are you gonna fall asleep?" Stan chuckled, just laying there and holding Xeno as he spoke.

"So what if I do? I warned you I was too tired to have sex."

"I wouldn't mind," The soldier assured with another soft kiss to the scientist's pale throat, "If you fall asleep, I can move more."

Xeno snorted at that logic but didn't point out its flaw. He simply let his partner kiss his neck and gently began to move. Though, the scientist didn't doze back off like his boyfriend had predicted. Content to enjoy the slow way his partner fucked him between periods of sitting still and seeming to enjoy having his length buried in his partner.

[khepiari]

Yes, Xeno, just like how you sent your fruity boyfriend to capture your prodigy’s friends. Your prodigy sent his hunk boyfriend to kidnap you.

Poor Xeno was playing 3D chess and this rascal with sentient lettuce hair was playing UNO

I was waiting for this.

[ra1nrei]

i hear the love in his voice in the first part. i’m not crazy right i heard that tone. also xeno putting his arm around stanley and everything is just taking “my soldier” to another LEVEL

[jeireilostt]

StanXeno AU - Would You Fall In Love With Me Again?

I’ll Wait 3700 Years For You by @jeireilostt

A war broke out a year after Stanley’s deployment and had been raging for six years. Contact had been practically nonexistent, soldiers having no way to go back home or a way to contact their loved ones.

Xeno had counted. It’s been seven years, three months, twenty-two days, eleven hours, twenty-five minutes, and thirty seconds since he’s seen his best friend’s face.

And in six of those years he had lost communication with the man. For a long time he wondered why Stanley’s calls and letters ceased to exist. But once news broke out to the public he understood.

And it only brought him grief. They wouldn’t give anyone information on the soldiers. Refusing the demands from the public. Their excuse being it’d only “distract” them from the issue at foot. Even if it was potentially true, Xeno didn’t care. He wants—no—needs to see his beloved Stanley. Even if it was one last time.

He can only hope. Hope that he was in one piece, hope that he’ll come back home.

Even if it was in a casket.

Or: Stanley is Odysseus and Xeno is Penelope from EPIC: The Musical. Just in this AU instead of magical shit it’s just Stanley in war without a way to get back to Xeno.

Edit: final chapter just dropped!

[lost-nosock]

[mitfkl]

dr stone x fma crossover (no one asked for)

ishvalan war, people are killed by people only because of the difference in skin and eye color, stan is sent to the epicenter of events, and he quickly achieves the rank of captain. the war is ugly, hideous, it destroys not only cities, but also stan's youthful ideals - but he still wants to return to the quiet life of central, where he is waiting for him.

xeno engaged in alchemy research in the capital, looking for new ways to use it, studying rentanjitsu - his life is far from the training ground, and every new day has every chance to come for him. he writes letters and sends them to where people do not wake up at dawn, who fall asleep forever before sunset, waits for answers with uncontrollable trembling in their fingers, and exhales when they come.

stan returns safe and sound, but something changes in his gaze, now you can see the hellish veil of burning ishval in it, but he stubbornly hides it and does not let old wounds bleed when xeno is nearby - these are two different worlds that have found unity in one person, which should not break out into everyday life, which will be buried with him.

and then a secret battle for the philosopher's stone happens, which only a select few know about, which cannot be spoken about out loud - the walls have ears, these walls are soaked in blood and hopelessness, stan learns more than he should know. in a street telephone booth, under the sunset glow, a photograph of him and xeno falls out of a notebook, and, turning around, a shot breaks the silence. a killer with the appearance of xeno, but stan knows, sees the last thing - not his eyes.

and then what if its set in fma-1 where homunculus are the alchemist's mistake in human transmutation.

xeno is going to use all the knowledge he's gained over the years of studying alchemy, despite the ban on transmuting the dead, the gate takes away his memories of stan, and he basically doesn't understand what he was trying to do and why, so he just leaves his lab, where a new homunculus was born.

"father" finds stan, feeds him red stones and orders him to encourage people to create a real philosopher's stone, stan carries out this task, not paying attention to anything, because he believes that this is his direct purpose - to use people for his own purposes, because people are stupid and selfish, and he believes that "father" is right when he calls a person expendable material

by chance he meets xeno, who does not recognize him, but memories of him flash through stan's head - he knows that he was created because of the stupidity of the alchemist, but does not know who exactly, and he does not like that his memories of his life begin to fill his head, he begins to hate xeno, because he became the reason why he had memories, but xeno does not remember stan and believes that he is simply confusing him with someone else. stan first wants to kill xeno, thinking that his memory will die with him, but he can't bring himself to raise his hand against him, so he just stands there and tries to understand why everything is exactly like this, and since xeno is the same alchemist who created him, why doesn't he recognize him now. he tells xeno about his memories, but it doesn't work, xeno's memory is lost forever and wanders somewhere in the gate, but if stan is telling the truth, xeno thinks, then stan is his sin, which means xeno is the one who has to kill him.

(sry im russian i dont know english that much to write stories good)

[yaddorin]

Xeno was blessed with a big forehead to get kisses from (his husband) Stanley

[khepiari]

StanXeno!

I really don’t make shipping rules okay! This entire post is StanXeno coded!

making a collection

[khepiari]

StanXeno: Talkative oversharing "I have to explain everything" nerd husband X Composed "I love you but, get straight to the point" husband.

Pre- Petrifaction StanXeno Moments Are Precious.

[senkuideas4all]

How entertaining would it be to read a fic about Xeno or Stanley being so down bad for someone who thinks that they (Stanley and Xeno) are dating.

Think about it. The three of them hanging out together and Stanley straight up flirts with them, only for them to brush it off with a chuckle—thinking he was probably talking to Xeno. Then proceeds to comment about how Stanley and Xeno should get a room.

[khepiari]

Actually it took Stan 3700 years to confess while Xeno was under the impression that: THEY WERE OLD MARRIED COUPLE

This is canon and you can't convince me otherwise Based off this meme

[jeireilostt]

I drew this after someone on twitter made the text prompt 😭 I thought it was funny

[choshasan]

× Stanley Snyder ×

this week's Stan is brought to you with a side of his dictator boyfriend ✨️

I love them gays ✨️❤️

[annarobszombies]

omg hi!!! i saw you take requests so…if you’re comfortable and willing too, could you pretty please write a smutty fic about stanxeno in a throuple with the reader? thank you sm! love your writing!

Y E S

StanXeno x fem!Reader

CW: mild smut, language, sexting (i did not go into as much detail as I could have for the sake of getting this done in a decent amount of time)

The cold breeze nipped at your bare arms as you leaned against the balcony railing of your apartment. The city was awash with light, chasing away the heavy darkness of the late night hours, the sounds of the people and cars below making it seem just a little less lonely. 

If you cared to check your watch for the seventh time, you’d see that it was passing 1am. If you cared to check your phone for the fifteenth time, you’d see the confirmation text of another late night, your love apologizing for not being able to make it on time again. 

You were used to this, honestly. Between one lover being a NASA scientist, and the other being a Special Forces soldier, you ended up home alone more often than not. It wasn’t that you didn’t understand, their jobs were both incredibly demanding and required their full attention; but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt. 

Being outside, you don’t hear the front door of your apartment open and close, nor do you hear the kicking off of heavy boots and padding of socked feet searching for you. It’s not until a soft tapping on the glass behind you sounds in your ears that you even realize someone was there at all. 

It makes you jump, whirling around with a gasp and a curse, your body immediately relaxing when you recognize the man leaning against the doorway of the balcony with his arms crossed, his uniform jacket long abandoned inside, leaving him in just his pants and an undershirt. 

“Jesus, Stan!” You huff, pressing a hand to your chest. “Way to scare the life out of me!” 

“My bad, baby,” He hums. He uncrosses his arms and lifts one, signaling for you to take the handful of steps towards him and sink into his arms. 

He reeks of smoke and gunpowder and travel, but he’s as real and warm as when he left several weeks ago. You just lean on his chest, letting his arm drape around you, holding you against him lazily for a long, quiet moment. 

“Where’s Xee?” He asks, after a while. 

“Work, I think. I texted him like two hours ago, dunno if he’s gotten back to me or not. I left my phone inside,” You mumble unhappily. Stanley lets out a hum that mirrors your annoyance, his arm tightening around you in a much firmer hug. 

“Guess we just gotta celebrate my comin’ home early without ‘im,” He says, heat in his tone. You huff out a laugh, shaking your head and looking up at him. 

“It’s late,” You say.

“And?” 

You laugh again, deciding that he makes a fair enough argument. 

“Kiss me.” 

“Yes ma’am.” 

You missed his lips against yours, the way his hands roam without restriction. For a man who seemed so distant to others, he was always so touchy with you and Xeno. 

You wish you’d known he was coming home, you could have pulled out that lacy little number that drove him crazy, instead of your current sweatpants and sweater combo. Not that it seemed to matter to him at all, since he was hellbent on taking it all off of you anyway. 

He drags you inside, letting go only long enough to slam and lock the balcony door before he’s back on you, pressing kiss after kiss into your lips. His arms wrap around you, lifting you with the kind of ease that only comes from experience, and he carries you back through the apartment and into the bedroom, where he dumps you unceremoniously onto the bed. His impatience shows in the way he pins you, clothes going whichever direction he tosses them.

Quick, desperate sex was normal for Stanley after his deployments, regardless of whether they’re a few days or a few months, and you had absolutely no qualms with that. It showed that he’d missed you just as much, that he was just as miserable without you as you were without him and Xeno. 

So when he works you up until you’re an absolute mess and then stops, you think maybe he’s lost his mind a little bit. 

“Don’t move,” He says, kissing you hard before sliding off the bed and vanishing into the hall. You wait in frustrated confusion, your whole body vibrating with need, for him to come back and finish what he started. 

He returns in a flash, your own cellphone in his hands. He says nothing as he climbs back over you, situating himself between your legs, one of his wicked smirks growing over his face at the way you squirm and whine, aching for more. 

“Xee’s on his way home,” He says, voice thick with mischief. “How ‘bout we send him a picture? Show him how fuckin’ pretty our girl is when she’s like this so he knows what he’s missin’.” 

A giggle bursts out of you, your head nodding wildly. This was definitely a first, but you were into it. You can imagine Xeno’s expression when he opens the text Stanley is sending him via your phone. The picture of you, bare and desperate, would have his face flushed, and there was no doubt that he’d, as Stanley would put it, get his ass in gear, and speed home to you.

The message is sent with a soft whoosh, the phone is tossed onto the side table, and Stanley wastes no more time in getting what he wants. 

Time becomes meaningless when he’s making love to you like this, every touch making the desperate race to pleasure hotter and more intense. 

Unlike when Stanley arrived, you hear very clearly when Xeno slams the front door open, the sound of his racing footsteps loud against the floor as he races down the hall and into the bedroom. Stanley sits up, keeping himself seated inside you, and looks over his shoulder with that same smirk from earlier.

“Look who’s finally home,” He hums. “We thought you’d never make it.” 

Xeno laughs, sounding mildly delirious as he stares with wide eyes at the two of you.

“If I’d known it was going to be such a party, I would have made myself more available,” He says, slinking into the room. Stanley simply hums in reply. 

“Xee~” You reach a hand out to your other lover weakly. “C’mere.” 

“Shall I, my love?” 

“Better make it quick, we’re almost done,” Stanley shifts, sending a shudder and a whine through you in order to make his point clear. 

Xeno chuckles again, eyes dark and filled with want. 

“Very well, if you insist.”

[khepiari]

Now I have fully formed scene for my omegaverse stanxeno fic request!

Thank you OP for pointing out!

Update: 10/01/2025

I wrote the fic guys!

Here is the link:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62102440

WHAT IS IT WITH HIM AND TIES

[angela132132]

It's colourful now