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Snippet of Sugar Rimmed Margaritas (a Stanley Snyder x Fem!Hispanic!Reader)
Please do not use any of my writing to train AI, or post elsewhere.
Stanley held the door open, allowing Xeno to enter first, before casually walking in with one of his hands tucked into his pants pocket.
“Ey, Señor Snyder, you finally brought a friend today?” A friendly Hispanic young man teased as the friends walked up to the host stand. He grabbed two menus and waved them in.
“You make it sound like I have no friends, Miguel,” Stanley huffed, finding some amusement from the interaction with the younger man.
Miguel blinked innocently up at the tall blond before looking over at the silver haired male as he sat the menus down at a booth tucked in the far back of the restaurant. “Blink twice if he’s blackmailing you into being here with him. My tía will save you,” he said in an over exaggerated stage whisper.
“Will she now?” Xeno chuckled as he took his seat, an eyebrow raised in questioning as he watched Stanley flick the side of Miguel’s head.
“Stop talkin’ shit.”
Not the least bit deterred, Miguel leaned away from Stanley, as the blond took his seat on the other side, and leaned on the back of Xeno’s booth. “This pretty gringo would be too busy eyeing my tía to notice your escape.”
“Miguel, I don’t pay you to stand around. There’s people waiting to be seated!”
Stanley straightened up, his whiskey-brown eyes focusing on the source of the voice.
“Whatcha doing?” Asked a small girl with bright ginger hair and large doe brown eyes, with freckles covering her face like constellations, watching as one fiddled with the controls for the large machine while the other adjusted the angle. On the ground, she could see the remains of a pumpkin, yet both boys were clean of the fruit’s innards.
“Testing the railgun I built.” The one with slick-back silvery pompadour stated, his breath fogging up in the early fall chill.
“Unfortunately, we don’t have anything else to use as target practice.” The other boy pointed out as he popped a small lollipop into his mouth. “Who are you, anyway?”
The ginger-haired girl grinned, showing off the missing right incisor as she held out her hand. “Flanagan. Maeve Flanagan. And you’re in luck! I got some butternut squash, cabbage, and head lettuce in my wagon. You can have it if you want, so that it doesn’t go to waste.”
The blond boy took her offered hand and gave a firm handshake as he maneuvered the stick to the side of his mouth. “Stanley Snyder.”
The other boy pushed his goggles up on his head, staring at the girl for a moment, before taking one of his gloves off and carefully shaking her hand as well. “You can simply call me Xeno.” He tilted his head slightly before a grin curled his lips, and his eyes started to shine. “How large is the produce you have? Size variations would make for an elegant way to truly test my railgun.”
“You can just see for yourself! Lemme go grab ‘em!” Maeve ran back across the open rocky field to her wagon that she had left when she spotted the two boys, grabbing the handle and pulling it behind her. “Tada!” She proudly showed them her powder blue wagon— five feet long by three feet wide with all-terrain wheels, and about a foot and a half deep— filled to the brim with her produce.
Stanley lifted a large butternut squash from the pile, the stick of his lollipop swishing around as he grinned. “Oh, this is gonna be so fun. It even has some heft to it as well.” He complimented, his whiskey-brown eyes glittering as he walked over to the stand and set the gourd where the pumpkin once was.
Xeno peered at the wagon himself, his obsidian eyes glittering in amazement. “It’s safe to assume you grew these yourself, correct? Mind telling me what method you used? What type of fertilizer did you use? Did you start them inside before transplanting them? Or maybe a greenhouse?” he rattled off, pulling out a large cabbage that he estimated to weigh roughly around 4 kilograms with such a lovely color. He almost felt bad using it for target practice.
“I like to start my plants inside before moving ‘em to the greenhouse my Papa built me. I tend to use a custom mixture of fertilizer and compost, though it doesn’t always work. Different plants need a different ratio, just like they need different soil pH, so it’s a bit of a trial and error.”
“At least you can grow somethin’. Whenever my ma tries, she ends up killin’ all the plants,” Stanley piped up as he made slight adjustments to the angle of the railgun.
“I conquer. This is a truly elegant skill to have.” Xeno admired the bountiful harvest for a moment longer before running back over towards the railgun to help with final adjustments and ammunition after setting the cabbage back into the wagon.
“Firin’ in 3, 2… 1!” Stanley shot the gun, his eyes glittering as he watched the squash explode. The innards of the squash mixed with the pumpkin guts spread all across the ground, showcasing the carnage brought on by Xeno’s invention. “Wanna try that cabbage next?” He grinned, the lollipop’s stick swishing around as he lightly bit at the cherry-flavored hard candy.
“Mm!” Maeve nodded, her brown eyes glittering with excitement as she picked the cabbage that Xeno had selected and set it on the podium, making slight adjustments to its placement before going back over to the two boys. Xeno explained the mechanics, sounding enthusiastic about having people who would listen to his scientific rambles, while Stanley went over the calculations for the trajectory and velocity of the railgun. Maeve absorbed the information like a sponge, allowing Stanley to place his hands over hers to adjust the railgun, his skin warming her chilled hands, before helping her shoot the cabbage. “Amazing! Let’s do it again!”
Xeno stared, eyes wide as he took everything in, before a small grin curled his lips. “Yes, let’s try again. Science is truly elegant, no?”
“Show me more, Xeno! You, too, Stanley! You two are amazing!” Maeve grinned so wide, a dimple forming in her cheek as excitement flooded through her veins.
Stanley observed the two, a subtle warmth building in his gut as he crunched the hard candy between his teeth. “You’re amazin’ yourself, Maeve. Growin’ all that produce ain’t no easy task,” he pointed out as he placed a hand on her shoulder. “Now what should we destroy next?”
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Also crossposted on AO3 if you want to read it there! It'll probably be updated quicker, lmao, cause it's easier to format on AO3 compared to Tumblr when uploading from mobile.
Edit: I finally made a header for this fic lmao. I actually like how it turned out lmao.
So... Uhh... I wanted to use Stanley as a notification alert for my phone, so I got audio clips that I edited myself from the actual anime. So if anyone wants to have them, here y'all go.
Whoops, my hand slipped. And I may have started writing about Dragon Prince!Stanley Snyder.
[Image ID: A snippet of an ellipsus doc for the first chapter of A Dragon Prince Desires for That Which He Cannot Have. All writing is my own; please do not use it to train AI
“How does it feel to have all the available broodmares being offered to you on a silver platter, Stan?” inquired the playful yet mocking tone of the Prince’s trusted advisor and close confidant, as he observed the blond man sulking near the stables.
The Prince responded with a hiss, his displeasure evident to all, as his whiskey-hued eyes cast a glare over the head of the pitch-black stallion. “I do not wish to hear another word about it, Xeno.” Stanley gently ran a clawed hand over the silky mane of his esteemed horse while suppressing his frustration.
The silver-haired researcher leaned casually against the stall door, a grin playing on his lips. “Why not, my Prince? After all, you have the first choice among them,” he provocatively suggested, aware of how much it irritated the blond Prince to have been instructed to select a mate in the imminent future. Xeno watched as the brush used on the horse flew past his face, missing him by only a few centimeters.
Then don’t create anything for a fandom when you can’t respect tags<3
I can respect tags, thanks, you're the one that can't seem to tell the fucking difference between what is actually an OC insert and a reader insert.
Seriously, how long have you even been in fandom spaces?? Cause I think you need to go outside and touch grass instead of being such a little bitch, mainly because you wanna hide behind the anonymous ask instead of actually showing yourself.
Instead of being a self entitled fuckwit that possibly created nothing for fandom but gleefully polices others on what to create and how to tag their own works, which again I know how to tag my own writing, I know my own thought process, and know the difference between reader inserts and OC inserts, you grow a fucking spine and show yourself so we can mutually block each other so you don't have to see my shit. Such an easy fix.
But nah, you'd rather hide like a bitch and keep harassing someone because you're pathetic. Like, I'm sorry? I bet you're also someone who only got into fandom during the pandemic, so have some advice from a fandom elder, if you see shit you don't fucking like, just scroll past it or block the person instead of being a whiny bitch.
You wanna keep trying to police me? As if, again, I don't know what the fuck I'm talking about with my own writing, then fine, I'll just disable Anonymous Asks and that way next time you pop up in my ask, I'll make sure to let every Tumblr writer know to fucking block your ass because you think you know better than the writer on if their story is an OC insert of a reader insert.
Hey! Don’t tag your posts x reader if they are actually x oc its spam and can be reported!
One, only one of the ideas is clearly an OC and listed as such; I even have it tagged as such up top and in the actual tags. I’ve been writing Tegan for years now. I know she’s an OC. She has a set name, looks, background, personality, etc.
Two, the other ideas only have basics for background and personality, with no name or description outside they’re female. So, they fall well within the parameter for reader inserts. I’m undecided whether I want to make them OC fics or just leave them as is, which is, again, why I labeled them as reader inserts.
Honestly, it’s pretty rude for you to assume I don’t know what the fuck tags to use when talking about my own writing. If you cannot understand the difference between a reader insert and an OC insert fanfiction, that is on you, mainly when there are MULTIPLE ways to write reader inserts. One of my favorite Senku fanfics is a named reader insert, for fucks sake.
Not everyone likes using Y/N L/N when writing reader inserts, so they give the reader a (nick)name if they don’t outright omit it. As long as you honestly do not go into how the character looks, they fall into the category of reader inserts.
It’s like calling @kzhyxmi’s Stanley Snyder x Reader fic an OC fic just because the reader has generic hobbies and a slight personality. Which, mind you, as someone who is not only a long-time fanfic writer but a fanfic reader, is complete horse shit. OC fics go deeper into the character, while reader inserts just scratch the surface, and most people read fics not to insert themselves in the first place but to insert their OCs. Because fanfiction is a way for us to escape reality for a bit and dissociate from the bad things happening to us in real life.
So kindly don’t fucking assume I don’t know how to tag my own writing and thoughts. None of my ideas is set in stone yet, aside from Tegan. They all fall under the realm of reader inserts, and I just wanted to share my ideas with other Stanley Snyder fans. Otherwise, you’re just gonna make me not want to create anything for this fandom.
Fanfic idea(s) for Stanley Snyder x Reader (or OC it's up in the air atm) —btw, all these are AU ideas an have nothing to do with Dr Stone canon proper
Idea 1:
Stanley is the stable boy turned personal Knight for the princess that he caught feelings for because she has always treated him like an equal, and isn't afraid to hang around the stables with him as he takes care of the horses. Turns out Stanley is the lost prince of a neighboring kingdom.
Idea 2:
Dragon Prince!Stanley Snyder who is also Supreme Commander of the Royal Army who is tired of being told to take a mate from the selection of High Rank dragon families, as none of the women has ever caught his attention— Xeno, his trusted advisor, childhood friend, and Head of Draconian Research simply tells Stanley he has high standards. As such, Stanley sneaks out of the Palace and visits the lower districts in his full humanoid form and visits the Pubs so he can smoke and play pool with the "lowly humans", only to meet a fiesty human woman who challenges him at every turn— be it pool, darts, or even drinking. Her scent is alluring and makes his dragon side purr, and he swears he's smelled it before. Turns out his fiesty human is his highly capable, yet mysterious, personal maid the wears scent blockers while at the Palace due to past experiences with dragons bullying humans. Unfortunately she caught the Prince's attention, and when Stanley Snyder sets his eyes on something, he will get it by any means necessary.
which idea do you guys like better?
stable boy turned knight!Stanley Snyder x princess!Reader/OC
Fyi, regardless, I'll be writing smut for Stanley no matter which idea I write first, because I'm a thirsty whore for that man and also Xeno. I wouldn't mind being the meat to that sandwich lmao
Teen!Stanley who is into alt fashion, and used to shop at Hot Topic and Spencer's (lbrh, he'd still browse Spencer's just for the adult novelties). Man can't keep his mouth shut and makes some suggestive comment at some of the shit he sees (which might mortify Xeno).
Teen!Xeno on the other hand is completely making himself at home in the science section of Barnes and Noble. Though he drags Stanley and raids the RadioShack probably.
They both browse Sears, though, before heading to the food court (and if there's an arcade, Stanley is going to basically break all the shooting games because he can, much to Xeno's amusement)
(if you seen any of this mentioned by @lost-in-horrorland that's my main lmao)
I'm heavily reminded why I hate writing second person point of view, and I think after I post Choso's Hybrid-Theory, I'm gonna switch. Question is, which would y'all prefer to read in?
I'm heavily reminded why I hate writing second person point of view, and I think after I post Choso's Hybrid-Theory, I'm gonna switch. Question is, which would y'all prefer to read in?
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Choso Kamo (Chocolate Labrador hybrid):
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Gojo Satoru (Snow Leopard hybrid):
https://Hybrid-Theory.net/u/BlueEyedPoleDancer
Geto Suguru (Bat hybrid):
https://Hybrid-Theory.net/u/NotACultLeader
Fushiguro Toji (Wolf hybrid):
https://Hybrid-Theory.net/u/WolfDaddyToji
Ryomen Sukuna (Siberian Tiger hybrid):
https://Hybrid-Theory.net/u/KingOfCurses
Nanami Kento (Grizzly Bear hybrid):
https://Hybrid-Theory.net/u/ProfessorSir
Posts TBD! 👀
Now with a Spotify playlist!
Comment to be added to the tag list of this mini-series! Hybrid suggestions also welcomed
Honorary tag (mainly for Choso content, as a way to say thanks for the help with Canva >;3c):
I'm heavily reminded why I hate writing second person point of view, and I think after I post Choso's Hybrid-Theory, I'm gonna switch. Question is, which would y'all prefer to read in?
Cause I don't want y'all to think I forgot about Hybrid-Theory, here's a little preview for Choso's which I'm still working on lmao. I feel like it's gonna end up at 10k words :3c
-Mama Nidiot
Choso swore, cumming all over his hand, his tail thumping loudly as he stared in a daze at the chat that went by, when a notification popped up that one of his newest regulars, with a username he vaguely recalls from his early days of posting on Twitter, ended up purchasing the latest item he had placed on his Throne wishlist.
‘@/yourusername donated ¥40,000: a good boy like you deserves to have a new collar and leash~.’
“Shit!” His eyes widened as another glob of ivory sap erupted from the divot of his cock, his tattooed hand holding tightly to his base as it covered his lower stomach from the intensity. He could feel his knot starting to swell, his cock twitching with the beat of his heart. “I’ll show you who’s a good boy,” he growled, hunching in on himself as he fucked his fist again. “I’ll even let you take me for walks and order me around. Let you yank on my leash as well,” he panted, tongue lolling out. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Wanna show everyone how much of a good boy I am for ya, huh?”
Choso chuckled, his head feeling light as he listened to the lewd squelching noise from fucking his fist. He squeezed his knot tightly, forcing it to shrink as he came once more. His knees felt like rubber as he pulled his computer chair over and quickly sat down, the camera only catching the bottom third of his face as he bit into his lower lip. Choso cleaned off his hands and grabbed his water bottle, taking a drink as he relaxed back in his chair and read chat.
He noted that a few of your messages had more spelling errors than normal, making him raise an eyebrow as he gave a lazy smile, setting his water down as he set about cleaning himself up, as his cock finally softened. “I notice a few mistakes in your recent messages, @/yourusername. I’m guessing it’s hard to correctly type with one hand while playing with yourself, huh?” He teased, feeling a bit bold.
His chat joined in on the teasing, being good-natured about it, which is something Choso appreciated. It made him enjoy these streams more, as a lot of them had asked him to add SFW gifts to his Throne when he first mentioned taking time away from making content to focus on his youngest brother. It’s why he stopped posting on Twitter a few years ago, as his attention had been on Yūji and helping him settle into his college dorm.
‘@/yourusername donated ¥20,000: don’t tease me :,< what do you expect me to do after saying all that~ I swear I nearly squirted with how hard I came!’
Choso groaned, feeling himself twitch. “Now who’s the one teasing?” He flushed, picturing how you’d look while making a sopping mess of your cunny, mainly if you were the same person who had followed his Twitter all those years ago. He remembered checking out your profile, but was too shy to like any of your selfies that you had posted, but fuck did they fuel his imagination.
Licking his lips, Choso cleared his throat as he recalled an announcement he was going to make before ending the stream. “I have some family obligations soon, on top of an appointment with my piercer and another with my tattoo artist to get my hand touched up, so streams will be on hold for a few weeks.” He flexed his right hand, making the veins stand out, and showing the detailed skeletal hand that completed his full arm piece dedicated to different symbolisms of death. “I’ll still be doing mail opening videos, but nothing explicit until my obligations are done and my tattoo is healed.”
His chat was supportive, especially you, as they gave him their well wishes and hopes that he enjoys quality family time. With some final words, he ended the stream and stood up with a stretch. Letting his hair down, he gathered some clean clothes and disappeared into his bathroom to finish cleaning up, wondering if he should get a snack before going to bed.
Hope y'all enjoy the teaser! Work's just kicking my ass atm so I don't have a lot of free time orz the joys of being an assistant manager and it's inventory season... *Crawls back under a rock*
Cause I don't want y'all to think I forgot about Hybrid-Theory, here's a little preview for Choso's which I'm still working on lmao. I feel like it's gonna end up at 10k words :3c
-Mama Nidiot
Choso swore, cumming all over his hand, his tail thumping loudly as he stared in a daze at the chat that went by, when a notification popped up that one of his newest regulars, with a username he vaguely recalls from his early days of posting on Twitter, ended up purchasing the latest item he had placed on his Throne wishlist.
‘@/yourusername donated ¥40,000: a good boy like you deserves to have a new collar and leash~.’
“Shit!” His eyes widened as another glob of ivory sap erupted from the divot of his cock, his tattooed hand holding tightly to his base as it covered his lower stomach from the intensity. He could feel his knot starting to swell, his cock twitching with the beat of his heart. “I’ll show you who’s a good boy,” he growled, hunching in on himself as he fucked his fist again. “I’ll even let you take me for walks and order me around. Let you yank on my leash as well,” he panted, tongue lolling out. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Wanna show everyone how much of a good boy I am for ya, huh?”
Choso chuckled, his head feeling light as he listened to the lewd squelching noise from fucking his fist. He squeezed his knot tightly, forcing it to shrink as he came once more. His knees felt like rubber as he pulled his computer chair over and quickly sat down, the camera only catching the bottom third of his face as he bit into his lower lip. Choso cleaned off his hands and grabbed his water bottle, taking a drink as he relaxed back in his chair and read chat.
He noted that a few of your messages had more spelling errors than normal, making him raise an eyebrow as he gave a lazy smile, setting his water down as he set about cleaning himself up, as his cock finally softened. “I notice a few mistakes in your recent messages, @/yourusername. I’m guessing it’s hard to correctly type with one hand while playing with yourself, huh?” He teased, feeling a bit bold.
His chat joined in on the teasing, being good-natured about it, which is something Choso appreciated. It made him enjoy these streams more, as a lot of them had asked him to add SFW gifts to his Throne when he first mentioned taking time away from making content to focus on his youngest brother. It’s why he stopped posting on Twitter a few years ago, as his attention had been on Yūji and helping him settle into his college dorm.
‘@/yourusername donated ¥20,000: don’t tease me :,< what do you expect me to do after saying all that~ I swear I nearly squirted with how hard I came!’
Choso groaned, feeling himself twitch. “Now who’s the one teasing?” He flushed, picturing how you’d look while making a sopping mess of your cunny, mainly if you were the same person who had followed his Twitter all those years ago. He remembered checking out your profile, but was too shy to like any of your selfies that you had posted, but fuck did they fuel his imagination.
Licking his lips, Choso cleared his throat as he recalled an announcement he was going to make before ending the stream. “I have some family obligations soon, on top of an appointment with my piercer and another with my tattoo artist to get my hand touched up, so streams will be on hold for a few weeks.” He flexed his right hand, making the veins stand out, and showing the detailed skeletal hand that completed his full arm piece dedicated to different symbolisms of death. “I’ll still be doing mail opening videos, but nothing explicit until my obligations are done and my tattoo is healed.”
His chat was supportive, especially you, as they gave him their well wishes and hopes that he enjoys quality family time. With some final words, he ended the stream and stood up with a stretch. Letting his hair down, he gathered some clean clothes and disappeared into his bathroom to finish cleaning up, wondering if he should get a snack before going to bed.
Hope y'all enjoy the teaser! Work's just kicking my ass atm so I don't have a lot of free time orz the joys of being an assistant manager and it's inventory season... *Crawls back under a rock*
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Kamo Choso (Chocolate Labrador hybrid):
https://Hybrid-Theory.net/u/EldestDeathWomb
Gojo Satoru (Snow Leopard hybrid):
https://Hybrid-Theory.net/u/BlueEyedPoleDancer
Geto Suguru (Bat hybrid):
https://Hybrid-Theory.net/u/NotACultLeader
Fushiguro Toji (Wolf hybrid):
https://Hybrid-Theory.net/u/WolfDaddyToji
Ryomen Sukuna (Siberian Tiger hybrid):
https://Hybrid-Theory.net/u/KingOfCurses
Nanami Kento (Grizzly Bear hybrid):
https://Hybrid-Theory.net/u/ProfessorSir
Okkotsu Yūta (rare Black Cheetah hybrid):
https://Hybrid-Theory.net/u/SweetSinnamonRoll281
Posts TBD! 👀
Now with a Spotify playlist!
Comment to be added to the tag list of this mini-series! Hybrid suggestions also welcomed
Honorary tag (mainly for Choso content, as a way to say thanks for the help with Canva >;3c):
