Relationship Headcanons: Senku Ishigami

Hi hello it's me again literally don't ever worry about bothering me I genuinely love it

I'm a cryptid, your attention feeds my power :)

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

hello! I'm a masc reader, but gender neutral is just fine.

i wanted to ask for a one shot with senku, sorry for my English, is not my first language.

reader is a super affectionive person, but thought senku hated being touched, maybe that causes a misunderstanding? im really bad with plots haha you free to do whatever, but maybe add a flustered senku?

Senku being secretly desperate for touch is everything

The writers block I had working on this was insane-

x gn!reader

“Hey!” You’re always so excited to see him, a fact that makes him feel rather smug. He plants his feet, preparing for the hug he knew was coming. Even if he rarely hugged you in return, you never had any issue wrapping yourself around him.

It drove him insane. 

Not in the sense that he hated it. He actually liked how you feel against him a lot. Arguably too much. There were times your hands on his body made his brain short circuit. And somehow, you never seemed to notice what your touch did to him.

“Long time no see,” Senku says, grinning at you. It had only been a few hours, but he’d missed you regardless. You simply hum in response, nuzzling your face into his neck. There was no way you couldn’t feel how hard his heart was beating, or how much warmer he felt now that you were pressed so dangerously close. 

“Oh-” It’s as if a switch flips in your head, and suddenly you’re pushing yourself back, putting distance between the two of you. “Sorry! I forgot you don’t like that very much.” 

Damn.

Recently, you’d come under the impression that his lack of reciprocation came from a hatred of touch, which could not be further from the truth. But he’d consistently failed to correct you, worrying a little that you’d feel uncomfortable if you knew how desperate he was for your affection. 

3700 years of petrification had definitely changed him, that was clear. 

“No problem,” He says, unable to fully hide his disappointment. “I need help in the lab today. Ready to get to work?” 

You nod, smiling brightly at him. The two of you walk together, Senku occasionally letting his shoulder bump yours just to see the way you brighten when you touch. 

It really was your love language. You liked to touch and be touched, and he hated how hard it was for him to meet you where you needed him to. Between how flustered it made him nowadays, and his lack of desire to be touched in the old days, he knew you thought he wanted little to do with your preferred kind of affection. He needed to change that, and soon. He hated the way your inner light dimmed when you felt like you had to pull away from him. He’d always hated it. 

The lab is big enough for both of you to work separately, but Senku scoots closer and closer to you as time passes, eventually ending up practically on top of you. 

“Am I in the way?” You ask, looking at him with a small frown. 

“The opposite actually,” He says. “You aren’t close enough.”

You turn and look at him, eyes wide and confused. Maybe now wasn’t the time, but he’d opened his mouth without thinking first. 

“Do I need to be close?” You ask.

“I need you close all the time,” He says. “Otherwise, I can’t think.” 

You make a soft oh sound, eyes refocusing on the task at hand. The lab falls into silence, but Senku swears he can hear the wheels in your head turning as you take your time digesting his words. You were thinking over his statement carefully so that you could give a proper response. 

“Senku?” You murmur his name after a while, shifting to press your shoulder more firmly into his. 

“Hm?”

“Do you…like being touched?” You ask, eyes flitting to his face for a brief moment before they return to watching what you were doing. 

“Not always,” He admits. “But if it’s you, yeah.”

“Just me?” 

“No one else feels as good,” His voice may be calm, but he was internally panicking. He was essentially confessing his feelings to you, giving you the chance to turn him away and distance yourself forever.

“You…think I feel good?” You ask, a sly grin beginning to form on your face as the implication of what he’s just said starts to set in for you both. 

“Very,” He says, grinning when you giggle, noting how red your face goes. 

“How vulgar,” You tease. 

“I never said I was a good boy,” He teases right back, sending you into another fit of amused and slightly flustered giggles. 

“No you did not,” You agree, taking a breath to calm yourself. “So…does this mean I can touch you more often?”

It’s his turn to pause, to think about what you’re really asking. 

“Yeah,” He says. “If you want.”

Slow dancing with xeno-

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Touchstarved Headcanons: Senku Ishigami

x gn!reader

lmk who you wanna see next

General:

Senku never used to be big on touch pre-petrification.

Not necessarily because he didn't like it, he just never thought it would be something he ever missed.

But then he's frozen, blind and deaf, for 3,700 years, and suddenly, he craves it.

Suddenly, he finds himself holding onto people, rather than brushing them off. He offers high-fives on his own accord, opens his arms when Suika wants hugs, and so on.

With His Partner:

The minute you touch him, even if its the smallest of grazes, he melts.

He leans in, pressing his face or body further into your hands, sighing at the feeling of their touch

If you play with his hair, it's game fucking over

Hope you don't have anything to do for the rest of the day because Senku is not moving, not even for the sake of science

He starts seeking you out and leaning on you with his full body weight like a cat

HAS to sleep with you, and if you can't share a bed/cot/sleeping bag, expect to have him as close to you as possible, a hand on you at all times

Skin to skin is highly preferred (not in a nsfw way)

He just likes to feel how soft you are, how warm your skin is

With the finishing of Epic the Musical, I've been surprisingly wanting to write more Call of Duty fics. Maybe once Responsibility and Obligation is finished, I'll work on a new Ghost fic.

loved depressed reader x stanxeno.

could u maybe do a depressed or mentally ill reader x gen? If ur comfortable w it ofc. my therapist <3 🫠

The idea that I could be a therapist is objectively hilarious.

I'm struggling to make words work, so I'm gonna do headcanons for this, if that's okay

Gen picks up on your shift in mood immediately

Your eyes lose that familiar sparkle, you move like your limbs are far too heavy

You stop eating.

You still plaster a smile on your face, but it stretches too far.

Overcompensating for the lack of light in your gaze.

Gen has studied human psychology, but he isn't a professional when it comes to depression

All he has is his own personal experience with it

So he'll first try to help you using methods that has helped him in the past

That means no being alone for you.

If you try to go through your usual day, Gen is your shadow

If you can't get out of bed, he fakes a cough to stay in with you

He finds ways to help you keep your hands and mind busy

He teaches you card tricks, helps you gather simple materials for science work, and convinces Suika and Kohaku to teach you both how to make flower crowns and other small crafts

This doesn't mean he's smothering you with his attention.

If you need space, he's happy to give it, but he's just right over there, okay? If you need him, he'll come right back.

Figures out the best way to manipulate you into eating food/drinking water and does it throughout the day just to make sure you're still getting proper nutrition

Peppers you with soft kisses throughout the day

"Have I told you how much I adore you, today?"

"No? How errible-tay of me. Let me just get my list-"

His biggest goal is to make you laugh and smile at least once before you go to bed

If you tell him you feel like a burden to him, your friends, or the Kingdom of Science in general, Gen is quick to assure you as best he can

He understands, really, he does

He knows that feeling of drowning very well

And he knows there are others within the KoS that get it, too.

There is nothing wrong with needing extra care

He'll always be here for you, day or night, rain or shine

He loves you, so much

Even if you don't love yourself

hii idk if u take request but i love ur thoughts on drstone so i was thinking a fem reader (if possible) that is stanxeno adopted daughter and she is like outgoing but shares interests with her parents (she's raised right) and she is part of the american colony . Senku x reader if possible ty

I ABSOLUTELY TAKE REQUESTS

This took way too long and I'm not the most happy with it but I'm a little rusty please forgive me

Senku x Reader: Beginnings (776 words)

Living in the stone world with your fathers was hard enough, but having very few others you could relate to made it even harder. Especially when one of those people was Luna, who was definitely a little into both of your parents, which could be mildly uncomfortable. So when you caught wind of a fledgling Kingdom of Science filled with people who were around your age, you practically threw yourself at the opportunity to get closer to them.

Stanley was going to have an aneurism when he found out you’d left home without permission, but you'd deal with that later.

The mechanical insides running the so-called science vessel Perseus were absolutely amazing. These people had oil! Gasoline! Your colony was stuck with wood and charcoal, you had nothing on all this!

"Pretty exciting, yeah?" Your guide, a young man who'd introduced himself as Senku asks, grinning over his shoulder at you. He seemed to be one of the few who actually spoke English, and you were awfully grateful for that.

"It's amazing! I'm really super impressed," You say, grinning just as wide. Senku nods, arms crossing over his chest as a look of pure pride covers his face for a moment, before you catch the way it twists into something else. 

“So,” He says, voice dropping to a more serious, and vaguely wicked tone. “Now that you’ve seen our ship, what’s say you and me have a nice long conversation, hm?” 

“A conversation?” You tilt your head to the side, still smiling. “Weren’t we just having one?” 

“Sure, but I’ve got questions, and it seems only fair that you take the time to answer them for me,” Senku snipes back, mimicking your action. 

If your fathers found out how quickly you folded just because a boy your age looked at you like that, you’d be locked in your room for the next six to ten years. 

-

You were an enigma to him. You’d come all the way to the Perseus by yourself, with no apparent motivation other than scientific inquiry. Senku hadn’t even needed to use any kind of underhanded tactics to get you to talk. You were freely open, and appeared to be fairly honest in your responses to his questions, claiming that there was no point in your lying to him. 

You told him that Doctor Xeno was your father, but that you hadn’t told him you were coming all this way, and had gone into far more detail than expected when Stanley Snyder’s machine gun had been brought up, rambling about its specifications for a solid five minutes before he has to reign you back in.

You were a miniature scientist yourself, though you claimed to leave all the real thinking to your dad. 

He liked you more and more the longer you two talked, letting himself go off on scientific tangents more than once while you nodded along, and made well educated comments of your own. By the time someone else finally comes to check on the two of you, he’s almost ten billion percent sure he’s a little in love with you. 

Or, at the very least, your brain. Falling in love that quickly was more illogical than falling in love in general, but it would be a complete lie if he said he didn’t want to keep you around for more selfish reasons than to turn you over to their side. 

It didn’t help that you gave him your entire attention, leaning forward with bright eyes glittering with genuine excitement whenever he got started on one of his mini science lectures. It made him feel like Taiju whenever Yuzuriha was around, his heart beating far too hard than should be normal, his body temperature rising. 

“I should go back soon,” Your sighed words have a frown pulling on his lips. 

“Not sure we can let you do that,” He says, dissatisfaction pooling in his chest. He wasn’t ready for you to leave just yet, he had more information he wanted, more things he wanted to talk to you about. 

“Because I might be a spy? That’s understandable,” You say, letting out another soft sigh.

“But my absence has probably already been noticed, and I’d rather not watch my other dad shoot you in the head just because I decided to come out here.” 

“Your other dad?” He has a feeling he already knows what you’re about to say next, based on your wording alone. 

“Mhm, Stanley.” 

Hah, so you had a genius scientist and a military expert as parents? No wonder you were so damn smart. How exhilarating, he couldn’t help but feel at least a little excited about that.

John Price x Reader

Simon "Ghost" Riley doesn't have a family, not one that anyone knows about. But an unexpected event has him leaving base for the first time in a long time.

"We could all use a little break."

If only John knew that he'd end up wrapped around you.

Hiiiii

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