#dr. stone reader insert

[drsenkustone]

Update & Are Writing Commissions a thing???

Hey there peeps! Life has been so busy! I've gotten a good career under my belt, finished a massive move and lost a precious pet over the time I've been gone. Writing inspo had been down. But I'mma be back more often! Build back up into my blog(s)! So I was curious, is writing commissions a thing???? I could use some extra cash and I use to do art commissions but those skills are even rustier than my writing ones. So if anyone can let me know if this is a thing that'd be incredibly helpful! In the meantime, I think I'll post something new to one of my two accounts. (If you didn't know, my other account is "hereliesanotherfic", for more than just Dr. Stone stories.) I will be posting this same thing on that other acct to spread the question/word. Thanks for any help! :)

[drsenkustone]

Headcanons for an S/O who got petrified and during the 3700 years, her back got connected with a huge bird’s wings and can now fly?

When you cracked out of your confinement, the first thing you had to do was stretch your sore bones.

At first, nothing felt weird, you felt a bit heavy but that must’ve been from being in stone so long.

When you stood to your feet is when you noticed your back was heavy, and when you looked you were in utter SHOCK.

WHY??? WHY DID YOU HAVE BIRD WINGS?????? WHAT HAPPENED ALL THIS TIME?

You did pull on them to see if they were really stuck to you, and it seemed legit.

You also smacked yourself a bit to see if this was a dream. It was already frightening enough to see the world covered in trees, leaves and no life around you.

You covered up with some leaves and searched for some basic survival items.

When random ass lions found you and began chasing you halfway through this forest, you swore you were done for.

But somehow, your feet started lifting off the ground, and before you knew it you were soaring above the trees.

You could feel bones somehow connected to your spine and back moving, looking over, you saw your beautiful brown wings bringing you high in the sky.

Your brain knew but you didn’t.

From this point out, you accepted your new…. skill, let’s say. You were nervous at the thought of any other people meeting you. But in this new, open world, being able to have wings and fly was incredible.