HEY LULU! do you think the five wise generals aka gen , senku , ryusui, ukyo and chrome snore while sleeping ? 😭 I couldn’t stop thinking about how funny it would be if the reader woke up in the middle of the night because the “clogged-up engine” snoring next to them just wouldn’t let them sleep properly 😭
Anyway I loveeee your writing so much 😓🩷
The Five Snoring Generals
Dr Stone x Reader
Synopsis: Late one night you can't seem to fall asleep because the man peacefully resting beside you is keeping you awake with his bedtime antics
Word Count: 2,100 (around 400 each)
Asagiri Gen
You wake slowly, half-conscious, because something feels off. The night is quiet, the fire long burned down, and the air is cool against your skin. Then you hear it. Gen’s voice, soft and deliberate, murmuring right beside you.
“…no, that’s not convincing enough…”
Your eyes flutter open. The moonlight catches his face, relaxed and unguarded, lips moving just enough to form words. His brows knit together slightly, as if he is deeply concentrating. You hold your breath, afraid to interrupt whatever strange performance is happening inside his head.
“…if I smile there, they’ll believe it…”
You swallow back a laugh. He sounds exactly like himself. Even unconscious, Gen is plotting, rehearsing, manipulating invisible audiences.
You shift just a little, the bed creaking faintly beneath you. He hums in response, a thoughtful sound, then exhales.
“…humans really are easy…”
A quiet snore follows. It is light, almost polite, barely audible. You think it is over until he suddenly mumbles again, clearer than before.
“…don’t trust him…”
Your heart jumps. You turn toward him, studying his face for any sign of awareness. His eyes remain shut, lashes still, mouth slightly open. One arm slides lazily around your waist as he rolls closer, instinctively seeking warmth.
The snoring resumes, steady and gentle.
You lie awake long after, torn between amusement and mild concern. Sleeping beside Gen feels less like resting and more like being trapped in a psychological thriller that never fully shuts off.
Ryusui Nanami
Ryusui falls asleep fast. Too fast. One minute he is talking about grand ambitions and impossible dreams, the next his breathing deepens and the bed begins to vibrate beneath you.
The snoring is immediate and powerful. Each breath rumbles through his chest and into your side, loud and confident, as if he is announcing his presence to the entire camp. You stare at the ceiling, counting the seconds between snores, hoping they might fade.
They do not.
You nudge his shoulder. Nothing. You roll onto your side. The sound somehow gets louder.
Just as you finally start drifting off, the peace shatters.
“I’ll take it all!”
You jolt upright, heart racing. Ryusui shifts slightly, one hand twitching, then settles again. His snoring resumes as if he never shouted at all.
You stare at him in disbelief, your pulse still pounding in your ears.
Minutes later, it happens again.
“Full speed ahead!”
You clap a hand over his mouth on instinct. The sound muffles briefly before he turns his head away and continues snoring freely, completely unbothered.
By the time morning comes, your eyes are heavy and your patience gone. Ryusui stretches with a satisfied grin and glances at you.
“Morning. You sleep well?”
You seriously consider suffocating him with your pillow.
Chrome
Chrome snores so loudly, so violently, that you're pretty sure it's shaking the house.
Chrome’s snoring starts the moment he fully passes out. There is no buildup, no warning. One second he is breathing normally, the next the noise erupts.
It is loud. Painfully loud. Uneven and rattling, like a machine clogged with gravel and desperately trying to function anyway.
You lie frozen, eyes wide, listening in horror.
SNORRRRKK.
The bed vibrates slightly. You turn toward him and see him sprawled out comfortably, mouth open, drool already soaking into the pillow. He looks ridiculously peaceful for someone producing such an awful sound.
You try adjusting his position, gently rolling him onto his side. The snoring changes pitch but somehow becomes worse. You slide a pillow under his head. The sound grows wetter.
At one point, the noise stops completely.
You panic. You lean closer, holding your breath.
Then Chrome inhales.
SNAAAAARRRKKK.
You nearly fall out of bed.
He mumbles something incoherent about science, smacks his lips, and smiles faintly in his sleep. Meanwhile, you stare into the darkness, fully awake, wondering how someone so small can produce such catastrophic noise.
In the morning, he will beam at you and say you look tired. You will say nothing. You will think violent thoughts.
Ukyo Saionji
You wake because something feels wrong. The camp is silent, the night calm, but beside you, Ukyo is completely still.
Too still.
You turn your head to look at him. His chest rises and falls so subtly it is almost imperceptible. No snoring, no shifting, not even a sigh. You squint, trying to tell if his eyes are really closed.
You shift slightly, just enough to test it.
“I’m sorry,” Ukyo whispers instantly. “Did I wake you?”
You blink, startled. He is already halfway upright, concern clear in his voice.
“No,” you whisper back. “I was just moving.”
“Oh.” He relaxes, but only a little. He lies back down carefully, like he is afraid of disturbing the air itself.
Minutes pass. You shift again, trying to get comfortable.
“I’ll stay still,” he murmurs quietly. “I didn’t mean to keep you awake.”
Guilt settles heavy in your chest. You turn toward him and reassure him softly. Eventually, his body relaxes, tension draining from his shoulders.
When he finally falls asleep again, it is impossible to tell. His breathing remains soft and silent, like a secret.
You stay awake longer than necessary, listening carefully, oddly comforted by how close he is even when you cannot hear him at all.
Ishigami Senku
Senku insists he does not snore. You would normally believe him.
As you lie beside him, the night quiet and still, you almost think he is right. His breathing is controlled and even, chest rising and falling with scientific precision.
Then it happens.
A small, barely audible huff of air escapes his nose.
You smile.
You watch him in the dim light, his face relaxed in a way you rarely get to see. His brows are smooth, mouth closed, posture still stubbornly rigid even in sleep.
Another faint snort follows.
You gently poke his side.
“Senku,” you whisper. “You’re snoring.”
He frowns slightly, turns his head, and the sound stops completely. His breathing adjusts as if he consciously corrected it, even while asleep.
You stare at him, half amused and half offended.
Of course even his snoring obeys logic.
You eventually drift back to sleep, the faint rhythm of his breathing grounding you. In a world rebuilt by science and chaos, this is one small, strangely comforting constant.
so we're just not gonna talk about how Senku was by himself and the first person he revived was Chrome? now your getting a comic about Chrome who is afraid and scared for himself and Senku's well being because they literally could have died season 3 spoilers right after Chrome gets revived.
this show is already sad enough but can we have mental breakdowns? i think Senku needs it
