To The Moon And Back Prologue & First Couple Chapters Are Finally Posted On AO3

Slow dancing with xeno-

That's the post.

But how do I communicate yes and no? What if head nods mean fuck you and then they'll feel attack and attack me? What if ✓ is a slur to them? Thumbs up means some very kinky stuff?

I've actually had time to sit and talk about this with another person instead of making my own head spin in circles, and though I'm not sure this is the answer you really want, this is the one we came up with together.

You don't even go to the island in the first place. You leave them be.

Assuming the meteorite doesn't kill them, whatever pathogens you carry onto the island certainly will. They are an uncontacted tribe, last I checked I don't know if that has changed in the last several years, meaning they may not have had the same chance of building immunity to the modern illnesses of the wider world.

As far as communication goes should leaving the island and it's people alone is just not be an option, assuming they don't kill you on sight, it'll be extremely difficult. Pictograms would be easiest, as you could try to show maybe the sun or another star falling from the sky. At the very least, there is a chance they could recognize that. And unfortunately, we decided that there probably is no maybe. If you go to the island and tell them the sky is falling, that kind of has to be it.

My brain is finally working!!!

I can finally start getting these requests done!!!

can we like tip you over kofo or sth?

Please no.

While I deeply appreciate the thought, I personally do not accept money for fanfictions.

I am making a Ko-Fi for non-fandom related writing commissions, but I am currently not accepting any at this time.

I see everything :)

Watching this interaction on my post has honestly made my day I'm dying

RP blogs are everything I love when you guys pop up

A soft thing for Dabi

It's in the quiet of night, so late that neither of you should be awake, that the words escape you.

"It wasn't your fault."

They're whispered, so softly that you don't even realize you spoke them aloud until his head lifts from your chest to look at you with tired, confused eyes.

"Hm?" He nuzzles his nose into your chin, peppering soft kisses into your haw.

"It's nothing," You say softly. He takes your words at face value, or at least he seems to. Whether it's because he's not fully awake, or because he just trusts you that much, you'll never be sure. He just lays his head back down, resting his head against your chest once again.

What would he think, if you told him exactly what you were thinking? What would he think, if you told him that everything that's happened to him to make him the way he is now wasn't his fault? That it wasn't his choice to be born, to have a father like Endeavor who treated him so poorly he snapped at such a young age. That there had been no reason for him to burn himself alive over and over again just to prove a point that never should have needed to be made in the first place.

It wasn't his fault. He'd been a child. He never should have had to endure any of it.

But, like always, you keep your mouth shut. You hold him tighter, kiss his head, and whisper that you love him.

hey red! i had an idea for a fanfic…stanxeno taking in a teen reader where with the stone age rolling around and their parents being god knows where, they start to sort of treat them like their own? domestic wholesome found family type of vibe. i would love if you incorporated the reader being a bit of a science nerd as well so that kinda kicks off stan and xeno letting them stick around? sorta like a “if you have something to offer, you can join us” type of thing. then it could transform overtime into them feeling fatherly over them. random thought as well lol, but i feel like they would be such protective parents, especially stanley. i hope you’re doing well! thanks!

Stanley and Xeno are certified girl dads

I had to cut this short but I have so much more to say about this LET THEM BE FATHERS

If anyone asks, Stanley Snyder does not like children. He doesn’t hate them, per se, but he has absolutely no interest in them whatsoever. He doesn’t want kids, he doesn’t need kids, he’s perfectly fine with his life as it is. 

You’re an exception, not the rule. 

When you woke up, entirely on your own like some kind of marvel, and wandered into the colony, no one knew what to do. Xeno picked at your brain for hours once you were clothed, fed, and settled, and Stanley just sort of hovered nearby. 

He didn’t try to be your friend, or anything like that. He just sort of existed in your space, and you drew him to you like a star does a planet. And where Stanley orbits, Xeno soon follows. 

Xeno does like children. Not enough to ever consider having his own, but he always thought them to be elegant little things. The perfect way for humanity to pass on its knowledge for the future. 

He takes on a sort of mentorship role for you. You had an interest in science, and proved yourself to be viciously smart. The two of you even had an extended conversation about the aesthetics of the periodic table. 

You thought it was the ugliest thing you’d ever seen, while he thought it perfectly elegant. The discussion ends in an impasse. An agreement to disagree.

But mentorship was all he’d intended. Nothing more. He’d wanted to keep a healthy distance between the two of you, to keep you at an arm’s length. It wasn’t that he disliked you, he just wasn’t made to be anything close to a father, or anything similar. That was a role fit for someone like Byakuya Ishigami, not Xeno Wingfield. And yet, the universe does act in the most interesting of ways. 

The change starts for Stanley when you’re caught crying in the middle of the night. 

You were by yourself, sitting by the water, all curled into a tight little ball. You hadn’t even heard him approaching you, your sniffles and soft weeping acting almost like a summoning for him. 

He doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t know what to say. He just sits next to you, lifts his arm, and lets you collapse into his side. You babble apologies for the tears and snot, but he just shrugs it off. A few tiny stains on an all-black outfit meant nothing to him. 

You end up crying yourself to sleep. 

When you wake up that next morning, you’re in bed. You don’t remember how you got there, but Stanley must have carried you up and taken care of you.

In fact, after that night, Stanley keeps taking care of you. 

He gets protective, hovering around you almost as much as he hovers around Xeno. He picks at what you’re wearing with a curled nose if it’s too revealing, scolds you for not eating or drinking anything after long periods of time, and is always there to listen when you need him to be. He also sits, patient and quiet, and lets you do his makeup. 

It was a thing that was just for fun, at first. You’d been bored, and he’d been available to bother. You and Xeno had been making cosmetics just for the hell of it, and you’d asked Stanley to sit and be your model. He’d huffed and made a big deal about it, but he’d sat down and let you have your way. Since then, it’s become normal.

Xeno’s change in perspective came on a quiet afternoon. 

He had you working on something non-essential. Mixing some chemicals and testing reactions; it was information he’d need later for other things, but it was mostly to keep you busy. As the two of you worked in pleasant silence, you let out a long sigh, prompting him to ask if you were alright. 

“Yeah,” You mumbled. “It’s just…it’s nothing.” He frowned, pausing in what he was doing to give you his full attention.

“Tell me. It’s my duty as your mentor to help you where I can,” He says. The frown on your face deepens, your eyes flitting to look at him before refocusing on the chemicals in front of you. 

“I just…this is gonna sound so silly but…I’m having a lot of fun, and that kind of made me sad,” You say, voice getting softer with each word. 

“Why would something like that make you upset?” He asks.

“Because this is the kind of stuff I used to do by myself. And now I have both a mentor and someone who wants to actually do science with me. It made me wonder if this is what it felt like to have a dad.” 

The room falls into silence as he processes your words. He’d never considered your family situation before. You’d adapted to the stone world so quickly, he’d nearly forgotten you were so young. Just a teenager. A child. 

A child whose parents were nowhere to be found. He wasn’t even sure you had any, given what you’d just said.

“Have you been thinking of me as a father?” He asks, hesitant. He’s not sure what answer he wants to hear, but he has a strange sense of anxiety that vibrates through him when you think a little too long about your reply. 

“Kind of,” You mumble. “If…that’s okay.” 

The warmth that spreads through him is something unexplainable. It was like he’d just been given the best gift in the world. What an odd feeling, he thinks, for a man who’d never wanted children of his own. 

“Of course,” He says. “I’m honored.”

Your expression brightens, a big grin spreading over your face at his words. The rest of the afternoon is spent making idle chatter while you two continue to work. When he returns to his and Stanley’s living quarters that evening, the two of them have the most important discussion they ever had and ever will have.

I haven't released the fic yet, but here's another little thing for Senku and the OC I wrote for him

The first time Senku sees her, it's a picture swiped from a picture frame she claims no one will notice missing. It's a group photo, and her letter challenges him to guess which one of the four girls she was.

He picks her out instantly.

He doesn't know too much about her yet at this point, but from what little he does know, he's certain the girl who looks like she sleeps far less than was healthy was his Odie.

When he sends his response, along with a photocopy of the picture with her face circled in bright red marker, he makes the point to tell her that she should take more naps, joking that she looked worse than he did after staying up all night working on his rocket.

Hard to do when there's so much noise in my house.

He doesn't quite understand what that means until a few months later, during one of their first phone calls.

APOTHECARY DIARIES???? OHHHH THE IMPERIAL 🐸 NATION!!!!!!

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MAOMAO SUPREMACY

so do u only do x reader or generally dr stone stuff? because if its generally could i get like, platonic senkasa fluff or angst or hurt/comfort? or just like affection? anything tbh XD

SenKasa is such a vibe tbh.

Cause like, here's the thing.

Tsukasa is one of those people that I firmly believe would have ended up at Senku's side, even if the world hadn't turned to stone (Gen also sits on this list, but that's a different post).

Think of how well they fit together almost immediately. How they match each other's wavelength from the moment Tsukasa wakes up, and how even after Tsukasa believes Senku is dead, he still carries the weight of their relationship. Of what could have been, had Senku just looked the other way.

Whether romantic or platonic, they were made for each other.

Anyway, now that I've rambled about that, have whatever this is as a little treat:

Platonic SenKasa

Tsukasa trusts Senku without question.

Sure, there are some things that he'll raise an eyebrow at, but in the end, if Senku says it, Tsukasa is rolling with it

This goes both ways

Senku will look to Tsukasa for his thoughts on a lot of things before going to anyone else.

Because Tsukasa will listen.

He will sit and let Senku talk until he works out the solution to whatever the problem was

Senku trusts Tsukasa with his life almost more than he does Taiju, and that's because he knows that if he needs someone to fight for him, Tsukasa will do it without hesitation.

They could almost be considered soulmates, if either of them believed in things like that

They aren't very physically affectionate with each other

Their platonic affection typically comes in the form of words and deeds

Tsukasa will often carry Senku on his back when he exhausts himself while scolding him for overexerting himself

Senku just rolls his eyes, and reminds Tsukasa that he also goes too far sometimes

Tsukasa is the person who gets the side-eye from Senku when someone says something objectively stupid/hilarious but no one is allowed to laugh (we all have had those moments you know what I'm talking about)

On nights when Senku can't sleep, Tsukasa is there.

"Late night, huh?" "Yeah." Neither of them speak for a moment. "Do you wanna talk about it?" "What, are you my therapist or something?" "No, just a friend." Senku huffs out a laugh. "You ever just want to go home?" Tsukasa thinks about the question for a while, taking his time to consider what Senku is actually asking him. "If I went home, I wouldn't get to spend time with so many great people," Tsukasa says. "I'm blessed to be here with you, Senku." "Gross, you sound like you're in love with me." Now Tsukasa laughs.