content. 2.4k wc , up to 0.5-0.7k per drabble , fluff , crack , established relationships , s/o being innocent in nagumo’s part , s/o being sunny in kei’s and shishiba’s part , s/o being tiger in shin’s part crappy writing , spoiler warning for whoever didn’t catch up with the anime (I think?) , characters may be ooc , safe for minors , this was a request.
author’s note. I hope you didn’t mind the long wait and also that I replaced heisuke with shishiba since I do not know how to write heisuke… i’m sorry my boy… and also gaku’s part is here which I posted a while ago!
NAGUMO YOICHI.
YOUR eyes immediately lit up, carrying a certain innocent and delighted shine in them as they landed on your boyfriend — to add, your first boyfriend ever.
And you two have been together for proudly two months!
"Yoichi, what a surprise to see you here!" your lips curled into an excited smile.
"Good afternoon, love." he let out a giggle and booped your nose with a swift finger movement.
"Hey, that's unfair!" you called out and held your nose protectively before questioning curiously, "what are you doing here?"
"Me? I'm on work since the company send me to pick up some documents."
That's right. He cannot tell you yet about his professionalism and decided to tell you he is a simple and humble office worker for a big company, that also pays well.
So you wouldn't question his income of course.
His expression turned into a cherry one — quick to change the topic, "what about you?"
"I was on my way to meet a friend." you explained, gaze wandering past him to glance at the car, which was fairly big for multiple people to fit into. "That's an unusually large car."
"That's right, i'm with my colleagues." he gave you the everlasting close-eyed smile. "They're about to come out any time."
"Ouu! Are you good friends?" you questioned as he now stood beside you, one hand behind your back.
And the other? Tightly holding onto the rope that was wrapped around the throat of another assassin — someone who was sneaking up from behind and was about to attack you.
"Well, you could say so! How about we go in instead." he offered and let the unconscious man drop quietly.
"But don't you have to pick something up?" you asked in worry, head about to turn into his direction yet he let his arm drop over your shoulder, covering the sight behind you.
"Don't worry! They will appear in a while and now I kinda doubt my colleagues will appear." he made his way to the car and opened the door.
"Is it really okay?" your face was replaced with concern.
"Y'know, I really love how you are worried about everything. It's such a sweet trait of yours." he urged you into the car and slammed the door shut.
"Nagumo, what are you—" Shishiba immediately deadpanned at the sight of you and your boyfriend.
"It's nice to meet you..!" you bowed to the man and woman, who sat at the front.
"May I introduce my girlfriend? This is [lastname] [name]!"
Once your eyes glazed over the people, they landed on one specific person, who made your eyes widen in shock — whole expression converting into a surprised one as you breathed out.
"Yoichi, why didn't tell me sooner!?" you looked at Nagumo, who blinked in curiosity.
"What's wrong?" he sweat dropped slightly, assuming his covers are blown.
"That you work with my grandpa!" you huffed out and tugged his sleeve.
"What?" Nagumo wasn't the only one that let out a simple »what« at your words. "W-What did you say?"
"You work with my grandpa!" you narrowed your brows and immediately made your merry way to the back to sit next to him, "grandpa, how are you? I didn't know you work with Yoichi."
But instead of receiving a proper reply, the man simply faced you slowly and muttered something under his breath — barely audible to catch.
"Don't tell me you forget..." you trailed off and frowned slightly, "I talk about him all the time..!"
"Did you know?" Shishiba whispered to the stunned Nagumo.
"No... I'm actually surprised myself." the black-haired guy blinked a few times, smile not faltering one bit yet you could see the sweat drop running down his cheek.
"Come here, Yoichi! I will introduce you to my grandpa properly now." you beamed in delight and signaled him to come closer.
"I am in for a lot today, huh?" Nagumo let out a chuckle.
You must be the most safest woman on earth.
ASAKURA SHIN.
QUIETLY humming under your breath, you made your way to the to go convenience store — Sakamoto's. Where also your boyfriend works for quite a while.
The moment you set a foot into the store, the conversations toned down and it was eerily silent. It was dead silent. All eyes set on you. Before they raised their hand to wave at you.
"Ah! Welcome, [name]." Lu greeted you with a cherry smile, standing behind the counter.
"Hey, what's wrong?" you didn't hesitate to ask, wondering why their conversations ended so abruptly.
"[name], how come you're here?" Shin gaped a little and walked over to you.
"Oh, so I'm not allowed to buy some things and visit my boyfriend..?" you trailed off with a deadpan.
"No, I didn't mean it like that!" he wasted no time to deny in slight panic.
Ah, your attention suddenly fixated on the bandages and bandaids all over his face as your eyes narrowed sharply, "what happened? Did you fight again?"
Of course you would ask after noticing how hurt he is — considering you know about your boyfriend's past and current affiliations with the underground, you can't help but worry.
"I uh..." he trailed off and froze on spot, lips sealed tightly.
"Lu." you called out, making the poor girl flinch, "pray to tell me?"
She slowly turned her heel to you two and nervously glanced at your unnerving smile, also noticing the tight pinch you had on his red cheek. "Hieek..!" she cried out, "Shin, Apart and the boss went somewhere and fought!"
"LUF!"
"Thank you for telling me." your eye twitched as you looked at your boyfriend again, "how come Lu, a dear friend of mine, trusts me more than you, my own boyfriend?"
"I-I can explain!" he immediately said and grasped your wrist to stop the pain.
"Then I hope you can deliver a good explanation to explain yourself." you folded your arms and scrutinised him.
"We fought against someone named Uzuki and Gaku... They were crazily strong and that Uzuki guy was about to overpower Sakamoto-san." he rubbed his neck and explained it briefly, "before an old man joined the fight. He was terrifying strong. After Sakamoto-san, his name is Takamura from the order. But not a lot is known about him—"
"Excuse me?" you blinked rapidly as you interrupted him, face immediately dropped. "What... did you say about the old man?"
"Uh..." Shin sweat dropped and scanned your body, "you good, [name]..?"
"Yes." you responded, "I'm good. I was just curious about that man. What was his name?"
"His name is apparently Takamura... After Sakamoto-san." he repeated.
"What... are special features about him?"
"E-Eh... He fought with a katana and was insanely strong— definitely more powerful than that Uzuki guy and Sakamoto-san himself. For his age, it's impressive... He seemed pretty old."
"Oh." you let out a breathless chuckle and tried something to hold onto.
Shin noticed and extended his own hand, waiting for you to place yours into his as the concern was written all over his expression. "Is there something wrong?" he questioned.
"Shin..." you cried out, "I'm sorry!"
"W-What are you sorry for!? I'm not mad at you or anything! Shouldn't you be mad at me? Is everything fine?" he stuttered and took both of your hands to reassure you.
"That Takamura you're talking about... is my grandpa." you confessed.
"WHAT?" he exclaimed loudly and froze on spot, eyes darting around and looking at anything and everything but you. "W-What did you say!?"
"I swear my mother forced him to retire..!" you said hastily and grasped your phone, "s-should I make a call? I will give him an earful..!"
"No, it's fine! Isn't he the elder!? How are you suppose to scold him anyways!?"
"I don't know, Shin! You tell me..! But did he hurt you or anything? Tell me!"
"N-No, don't worry! I'm fine! He didn't try to kill us at all!"
Oh god, he was panicking with you.
UZUKI KEI.
"GRAMPS, don't walk so fast! You are going to tire yourself out."
You wrapped your arm around the one of your grandfather's as you held onto him to slow down the pace in the middle of the streets, trying to glue your feet to the ground.
But mind you — even though your grandfather wasn't the youngest anymore, he was clearly stronger than you will ever be even with his current age. And you know it too good.
"What did you say?" you questioned and listened to his mumbles, all your struggles forgotten for once, "where we're heading? To the dessert shop I wanted to visit!"
Silence settled down again, your lips curling into a beaming smile before you continued your shared walk with your beloved grandfather. "It's right around the corner." you pointed.
Various people passed by already, some sparing a weird look and then minding their own business again — you understand.
After all, your grandfather's mumbles are barely audible!
"You have been so busy with your job." you sulked a little and turned the corner.
Even seeing your favourite dessert shop didn't let you light up.
"Mom is so sad." you heaved out a sigh, "you're barely visiting anymore too! I will curse your job to death and everyone who makes it hard for you..!"
The bells of the door rang through the room as you entered the bakery, a scent of sweet pastries hit your nose — well that lightened your mood again.
"Welcome!"
"My favourite..!" you beamed and pointed at the favourite pastry of yours in pure excitement.
"[name]?"
You lifted your head to turn to the person, who called out your name, eyes landing on a familiar guy.
"Ah, Kei!" was it even possible for you to even shine brighter, "I missed you so much!"
With that, you carefully removed your arm from the hold around your grandfather's and pulled your boyfriend into a warm hug, burying your face into his neck to cherish his embrace.
"What a... pleasant surprise." he whispered against your neck, blue eyes fixated on the elderly man beside you.
"Hmm?" you hummed and removed yourself again, now noting what he meant, "ah! Kei, may I introduce you? This is my grandfather!"
"Grandfather?" he repeated, eyes widening slightly in surprise while the gentle smile still lasted on his lips. "That's surprising, isn't it?"
"What is?" you blinked curiously and turned back to senior, "grandpa! This is my boyfriend, Uzuki Kei."
He murmured something again under his breath, something only you were able to catch as you faced your boyfriend again. But you didn't understand the meaning behind his words.
"Did you two meet once?" you questioned and sulked, "without me? Last time when my mom invited you over without telling me..? And then got surprised by you sipping some tea?"
"Certainly not." your boyfriend denied and placed his hand behind your back, "I have never met him before, I can assure you."
"Really?" you raised a brow questionably and grasped your grandfather's sleeve, "judging from
your reaction though, you seemed to know him..."
"Mmh he did seem familiar actually. But I was wrong, don't filled your mind with silly thoughts." he chuckled under his breath, "how about I invite the two of you to some dessert?"
"Oh, yes sure!" your question was long forgotten as you urged the two men to follow you, dragging them to the counter.
"I certainly do not know him..." Kei whispered, his eyes wandering back to the senior.
What a pleasant surprise.
SHISHIBA.
HURRIED steps echoed in the long hallway as you rushed your way to the room, cutely wrapped lunch boxes in your hands — filled with many delicious things.
"Excuse me..!" you exclaimed while passing some people and then pushing open one of the double doors.
Panting out heavily, your gaze wandered around the whole room and immediately spotted the familiar people sitting around a round table, their conversation slowly dying out though.
"Oh, lovely seeing your wifey here!" Nagumo spoke up.
Actually he was beaming at the newcomer, much happier to see someone cheerful compared to the grumpy people he was surrounded by.
Okay, at some point he seemed happier than your own boyfriend.
"[name]..? What are you doing here?" Shishiba sweat dropped and rose from the chair.
"I-I hope I'm not intruding." you sulked a little.
"Don't worry. We are still waiting for the rest." sweat formed on his cheek as his gaze landed on the lunch boxes. "Why so many lunchboxes?"
"For you!" you beamed and handed him two, "0ne is for you and one is for Osaragi."
"Osaragi..?" he trailed off.
Suddenly — she miraculously appeared just right next to you and accepted the offer with a faint smile forming on her lips. "Thank you, [name]-san." her gratitude weighed in the air.
"No need to thank me, silly!" you chuckled. "Oh wait, you have to check the boxes... I hope you got the one without onions."
It didn't matter anyway — he will force him through it for you.
"How did you even arrive so fast? The last time I checked your messages you were on the train."
"I actually was about to enter the train but it was too full." you sulked, "so I drove with the car since it was also faster. And picked someone up."
"You brought someone here..?" he sweat dropped and heaved out a sigh, "[name], didn't I mention you shouldn't bring someone into this building?"
"Yes, but actually..." you trailed off again.
"Where are they?"
"In the toilette. But he's coming anytime. Don't worry, he said he's supposed to be here too!" you lit up in hope.
But Shishiba couldn't help but narrow his eyes — someone you know is affiliated with them? Is he perhaps part of the personal or is he a spy?
"Who are you talking about?"
"About—" you got interrupted by the sound of a door getting...
sliced open?
"Takamura—?"
"Gramps!" you called out and panicked slightly, "what did we say about cutting doors?"
"What did you say?" Shishiba tripped over his own words as he blinked rapidly.
"Ah..! It's your first time meeting my grandfather." you sweat dropped, "this is my grandfather! Gramps, this is my boyfriend Shishiba!"
You could only watch how he tucked in his katana again, a beaming smile forming on your face as you extended your hand with the lunchbox.
"This is for you! Eat well, yes? Dad is worrying about you!" you turned back to your boyfriend again, "and take care! Have so much fun at the meeting."
"Uh wait..." he trailed off speechlessly as you planted a kiss on his cheek before disappearing quickly, "what..."
the damage @tojioffline2 caused to this community needs to be talked about.
At this point, this @tojioffline2 seriously needs to realize the difference between accountability and straight up harassment.
People joined this app to write, create, and have fun, not to constantly worry about being publicly targeted, mass hated, or sent anonymous threats. Watching writers delete their accounts, panic over hate, and feel unsafe should’ve been enough for everyone to realize this stopped being “calling people out” a long time ago.
Even if @tojioffline2 arent personally sending death threats, rape threats, or doxx threats, they KNOW the kind of audience and behavior they encourage. You cannot build entire platforms around negativity and public humiliation and then act surprised when the community becomes toxic, and even then if you were truly against it you should stop it, not ignore it.
And the fact that people saw how much damage @tojioffline caused and she STILL decided to remake it is honestly insane. Especially now that minors are getting targeted too.
At this point it’s not “protecting the community” anymore. It’s become bullying. People are being treated like entertainment and targets instead of actual human beings.
If someone is genuinely problematic, there are mature ways to handle it privately or through reporting. But dedicating entire accounts to spreading negativity and sending thousands of people after creators is weird, unhealthy, and clearly damaging the community more than helping it.
This community used to be about creativity and writing. Now people are scared they’ll be the next person publicly attacked over what they want to write. SO many amazing writers that were big and small have quitted because of one pathetic, immature person that dosent know how to deal with stuff.
Even the original creators wanted it to end, yet @tojioffline2 still chose to remake the account and continue the same cycle of harassment, only worse. That alone should tell you how out of control this has become.
What makes this even worse is that even the original tojioffline account at least had some limits like never harming or including minors and intended for it to end once the account got banned. The fact that you saw all the damage, harassment, and fear that account already caused and still decided to create @tojioffline2 anyway says a lot.
I genuinely hope one day you realize the kind of environment you’re continuing to create. Even if you aren’t personally sending rape threats, death threats, or doxx threats, you know your account encourages people to harass others. There’s a huge difference between holding someone accountable and creating a space to bully people and send anonymous attacks.
If someone is truly problematic, there are mature ways to handle it privately or through proper reporting. And if you simply dislike someone’s writing, blocking them would genuinely bring you more peace instead of dedicating your time to this.
People came into this community to write, create, and have fun, not to fear being publicly targeted or driven off the app. Watching writers delete their accounts, panic over anonymous hate, and feel unsafe should’ve been the moment you realized this stopped being “callout culture” and became cruelty.
You may not see the damage directly, but that damage is real, and this platform helped fuel it. You cannot keep rebuilding a platform that repeatedly causes harm and then act shocked when the audience it attracts becomes crueler each time. The original account ending should’ve been the point where everyone realized enough was enough. Choosing to revive it anyway is not helping the community, it’s harming it even more.
This new account clearly does not care about consequences anymore, especially now that minors are being targeted too. That is beyond disgusting. You watched a community become toxic, watched writers get threatened and bullied off the app, and instead of learning from it, you chose to continue it and make it worse.
You cannot claim this is about “protecting the community” when the account itself has become one of the biggest sources of harm in it. At this point, it’s not calling creators out anymore, it’s harassment. People are being treated like targets instead of human beings, and the fact that this continues after seeing the damage the first account caused is honestly disturbing.
I do hope you genuinely reflect on this instead of dismissing it. At the end of the day, whatever these people write, do, or act like does not affect your real life nearly as much as you think it does. I honestly think you’d be happier if you let this account go instead of continuing to spread negativity in a community that used to be built around creativity.
I hope one day you choose to become a better person than this.
I made this into a post because she wouldn't reply to my anonymous asks (or maybe she did and since I have a life I just didn't see it)
You weren’t supposed to be anywhere near him. Kaiser made that more than clear. Stay away from Alexis Ness. He was dangerous. He was sick in the fucking head.
But maybe that was what you liked best.
He had you tied to the bed of some luxury hotel, outside of the city. Your brother’s name still buzzed on your phone beside the bed.
You didn’t pay any attention as Alexis’ hand engulfed your throat. The other spread you wide open as he slammed his cock into you.
You keened as he fucked into you roughly, leaving your thighs trembling.
“You think your brother would still love you if he saw you like this?” He chuckled, eyes blown and wide and crazy. “Moaning for the man that drives him to the brink of insanity?”
“N-no,” you shook your head. Tears pooled in your eyes from the overwhelming heat.
His tongue dragged over the rose tattoo you shared with Kaiser. He bit down the blossom and shoved in deeper. Your legs jolted as he knocked on your cervix.
“That’s right,” he hummed. “You’re not his good little sister anymore.”
His cock slammed deeper, splitting you open. “Fuck,” you gasped, nails raking the sheets.
He pulled out, flipped you onto your stomach, and shoved back in. The new angle hit that spot, and you cried out, drool slicking the pillow.
“Yeah, there it is.” His hand fisted your hair, yanking your head back. “Feel that? That’s me owning this cunt.”
He fucked faster, balls slapping your clit. Every thrust was a claim. You were nothing but a hole for him now.
“Gonna come inside you,” he snarled. “Fill you up so your brother can smell me on you.”
His rhythm stuttered, and he buried himself deep, spilling hot inside you. You clenched around him, a broken moan escaping. He collapsed on you, breath hot on your neck.
Your phone buzzed again. Kaiser’s name lit the screen. Alexis chuckled, reaching over to answer it…
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Prime! Garling Figarland x F!Reader
Summary: In Mary Geoise, power gleams like polished marble, bloodlines pass as currency, and every smile is sharpened for war. You arrive beneath a false name and a forged pedigree, a revolutionary spy stitched into silk and etiquette.
Unfortunately, you catch the eye of Saint Garling Figarland—handsome, lethal, commander of the God’s Knights, and one of the most exalted Celestial Dragons to walk the holy ground.
Beneath chandeliered halls and well-mannered threats, something else begins to take shape. It feels quieter, older, and impossible to ignore, a meeting of equals in a place determined to forbid such things.
AO3 Link
Warnings: Garling Figarland x f!reader, mature audience, 18+, Mdni, Spoilers for One Piece, foul language, non-con, mentions of non-con, dubcon, closed door degradation, yandere Garling, Figarland is his own warning, Dark Romance, politics, espionage, revolutionaries, Celestial Dragons, Explicit Sexual Content
Notes: Mary Geoise isn’t a happy place. War crimes are bad.
Chapters
Chapter 1: A Well-Mannered Threat
Your mission is simple: survive the social circuit, gather intelligence, and escape unnoticed. But then he notices you.
Saint Garling Figarland—God’s Knight, judge of blood, master of selection—watches you like a man cataloging flaws in a prized weapon. You were supposed to be beneath his interest.
Chapter 2: A Delicate Catastrophe
The debutante season begins, but something colder stirs beneath the silks and chandeliers. You play your role—sweet, forgettable, invisible—until a single misstep exposes more than it should. A forbidden name escapes your lips. A glass you shouldn’t have taken dulls your edge. And Commander Figarland watches. Thorne moves to protect you, but protection has its price, and attention from the wrong man is its own kind of mark. Whispers rise. Motives shift. And now, with the Juniper Ball looming, you're no longer just a pawn.
Chapter 3: A Court of Calculations
At the Juniper Ball, you move through the political games under Thorne’s careful guidance until Garling Figarland personally selects you for a private encounter. The night ends with you untouched, but something lingers in the air, a silent promise of what’s to come, leaving the court uneasy and curious.
Chapter 4: The Thirteenth Chair
You become the center of Mariejois gossip, your every move whispered about in salons and scribbled in ink-stained letters. Despite the attention, you quietly continue your courtship with Thorne, your connection to him a carefully crafted façade. But Garling Figarland, the revered God’s Knight, seems far from finished with your game.
Chapter 5: Like a Fox in a Snare
Summoned to the sunlit solarium above Mariejois, you meet Figarland Garling for the first time since your fateful game of chess. The encounter unfolds like a game—each word, each gesture, deliberate. His interest is unsettling, his familiarity unearned. Beneath the civility lies something sharper: a veiled interrogation, a claiming smile, and the sense that you’ve already been chosen.
Chapter 6 (Part 1) (Part 2): The Assassin’s Rule
As the sacred Hunt begins, the court expects performance—flirtation dressed as tradition. But when Garling Figarland invokes an ancient title once meant for conquest, the game turns. With no blade, no route repeated, and no intention of playing fair, he enters last... and changes everything.
One by one, suitors fall. The Red Reader runs. And behind her, the Assassin walks—unrushed, inevitable.
Chapter 7: Draped in Obedience
In the Holy City of Mariejois, where elegance masks cruelty and gossip is its own form of warfare, a forgotten estate suddenly finds itself thrust into the center of court attention. Far from the city’s glittering eyes, a hidden council debates the price of survival, reckoning with old choices and the cost of silence.
Chapter 8: Three Moves Ahead
Ivory and ebony clash in a game where lives hang in the balance.
Chapter 9: Roses with cut Thorns
Garling secures your engagement, sacrifices Maria, provokes Thorne’s challenge, and forces you into a dangerous bargain sealed with a kiss.
Chapter 10: The Price of Loyalty
A bride is forged, a knight defies, an elder calculates, and the revolution chooses to survive.
Chapter 11: Ashes in the Garden
Garling prepares for his duel with deliberate calm, surrounding himself with tokens of control and dismissing protocol as beneath him. In court, he parades you as both ornament and possession, allowing no one close. Later, in private, he presses for obedience, treating defiance as both insult and fascination.
Chapter 12: Laughter and Ruin
In the wake of fire and whispered warnings, the household sharpens its silence around you. While nobles gather for a sanctioned duel, you begin to see how Garling wields spectacle, shame, and intimacy with equal precision. Each gesture reminds you that survival in his house will demand more than obedience; it will demand a strategy of your own.
Chapter 13: Refinement Must Be Maintained
You are the centerpiece of Saint Garling Figarland's plans, and his next step is simple: a wedding meant to sanctify power itself. While he maneuvers through the politics of Mariejois, you are kept in his estate, surrounded by silence, surveillance, and gifts that feel like cages. Each day is measured, every gesture rehearsed, and every word chosen to please a man you fear. As your wedding preparations begin, he gives you an unexpected gift.
Chapter 14: The Bells of Pangaea
When the doors to the wedding chapel finally open and every gaze turns toward you, the world blurs into color and sound. You walk forward. After all, there is no choice, because everyone is watching. After all, this is the role you have been given. By the time you reach the altar, you no longer know whether the bells are ringing for a wedding or a funeral.
Chapter 15: To be Loved is to be Known
Loathing and desire blur into intimacy as a marriage becomes a binding—both in body and in fate.
Chapter 16: Invitations with Teeth
Garling, unsettled by your silence, decides on a grand gesture to draw you out. What follows is a tense, glittering excursion through Mariejois’s most opulent promenade, full of gossip, veiled insults, and unexpected wit.
Chapter 17: Jealousy
A lavish evening at the Donquixote estate draws you and Garling into the glittering heart of Mariejois society, where every smile hides calculation. Amid the polite games and golden light, new alliances form, old fears resurface, and Garling’s composure begins to fracture in ways neither of you expects.
Chapter 18: The Perfect Temperature
Beneath the sound of water and breath, you begin to learn that mercy can take many shapes, and all of them are only what Garling Figarland can offer.
Chapter 19: A Canvas for the Divine
As the days pass, you try to balance Garling’s unwavering presence with the growing tension inside the estate. Preparing for your portraits proves far more chaotic than expected, and the painter’s arrival reveals just how tightly strung the household has become.
Chapter 20: A Kind Knife
In the stillness of a cold chamber, a visitor arrives who threatens the fragile balance the Figarland House has learned to keep.
Chapter 21: Hallowed Night
You find solace where you should find caution, letting tenderness lull you into stillness even as the truth grows quietly beneath your ribs. You cling to gentle moments in a house built on cruelty, soothing yourself with warmth that will soon demand a price you are not ready to name.
Chapter 22: Etiquette for Predators
A formal luncheon in Mary Geoise turns into a quiet exercise in social cruelty, forcing you to navigate status, scrutiny, and unspoken threats while maintaining composure in a place designed to make you small.
Chapter 23: Good Intentions
A last painting is started, a meeting is completed, and a debt is paid.
Chapter 24: The Grand Prize
A husband’s affection shields you from the worst truths of Mary Geoise, until you learn why the rabbits are kept so carefully.
Chapter 25: Painted in Red
A single choice meant to save others stains you irrevocably in blood, costing your body, a future, and the last illusion that love could survive Mary Geoise.
Chapter 26: A Different Kind of Key
Some doors only open when you stop pretending they aren’t there.
Chapter 27: All Routes Converge
Garling charts a flawless passage west, keeping danger, distance, and doubt firmly in hand. Only one path remains unmarked, and it leads directly home.
Chapter 28: Home
What begins as a homecoming becomes a reckoning with choices long in motion. Some paths, once taken, cannot be turned back from.
i love your blog and how you’ve been sharing all the bot comments! I got quite a dark one and I hoped you might be open to sharing it !
This is the second one I’ve gotten in a single day
This would absolutely not work on me but could really spook someone else . Really soulless behavior.
linking a fanfic on ao3 to ICE is... yikes. also, it's all the same pattern with these bots, "I found your social media, your government name and where you live 🤩" yeah just report their ass.
more about bots and scams on ao3's comments section here
My Baby Brother is the Strongest Character MASTERLIST
Featuring:
isekaid!older sister!Reader and younger brother!Gun Park
reverse harem: core five
Goo Kim, James Lee/DG, Samuel Seo, Gitae Kim, Jake Kim
reverse harem: minor love interests
Lang Jin/Jinrang, Seongji Yuk
Synopsis:
If God is real, then He has one hell of a sense of humor.
Life hasn’t been perfect. There were ups and downs, times where you wished you were born as someone else, someone prettier or richer or more talented, but you had reached a point where you were content. Happy, even. A promotion abroad, a new apartment with no roommates, delicious paychecks and what does the Big Guy do? He kills you. What’s more pathetic is that you died choking on chicken skin while celebrating your new life of independence.
Just when you were an official, proper, working adult of society, the universe spat in your face and now you were back to square one.
No, scratch that, you didn’t regress—you reincarnated as the only known daughter of a yakuza boss. Sounds fancy, you know, but this is no romance manga. Actually, it’s somehow worse, because your baby brother is the infamous Gun Park.
Your Character Settings: AFAB, older half-sister of Gun Park, civilian, medical professional
Content/Trigger Warnings: swearing, typical Lookism violence
Other Tags: slice of life, isekai, reincarnation/rebirth, sister complex, reverse harem/why choose, fluff, comedy, humor
💋 : smut (from mild to explicit)
Author's Note: There is no deep plot to this. This is just fluffy family stuff with Gun Park being protective of you, his older sister and a magnet for weirdos. NO INCEST. Also, Goo, Gun, Samuel and Jake's ages have been lifted.
IMPORTANT: Hello, reader. I'm glad that you're enjoying the AU, but I'd like to remind everyone that I am not taking requests. I will write for a character when I feel like it so please refrain from asking me to include certain characters in the next update. Thank you.
Episodes:
First Meeting
You've been reincarnated and now you have a weirdo younger brother.
Games
Gun has a special place in his heart for toys and puzzles.
Birthday
Goo shows up unannounced after Gun missed a work meeting.
Angel of J High (featuring: the J High first years)
You've grown accustomed to your life as the school nurse for J High.
It's a Promise (featuring: James Lee/DG)
A forgotten promise comes back to haunt you.
Swift Waters Parted
It's the day of the festival, but why do you feel like you're forgetting something?
Morning Sun (featuring: Samuel Seo) 💋
You meet up with a friend for drinks.
content warning: mild sexual themes
Safe and Sound
You and Gun finally share a meal again.
Weirdo (featuring: Goo Kim)
Gun Park has been acting weird and Goo will get to the bottom of it!
Like Water for Chocolate (featuring: Gitae Kim)💋
Once upon a time in Mexico...
content/trigger warnings: swearing, dark humor, smut, p in v sex, mild gore/violence, mentions of gang/cartel activity, sexual harassment, dubious consent (dubcon)
Paper Snow, Glittering Fish
Gun reminisces about his two very different experiences with Mother's Day.
Scammers and Strange Fellows (featuring: Goo Kim)
You have a word with the man who tries to scam your students.
Like Tears in the Rain (featuring: Jake Kim)
A near chicken skin fatality leads to a fateful encounter.
Kryptonite (featuring: James Lee/DG)
You struggle to find a gift for your brother so you rope in a "former" admirer for help.
Bert and Ernie (featuring: Goo Kim)
The tension in Goo and Gun's friendship reaches its boiling point.
content/trigger warning: implied child abuse
Morning After (featuring: Samuel Seo, Goo Kim)
Samuel doesn't do breakfast buffets, but then the elevator greets him with an unexpected surprise.
Trip to Busan (featuring: Goo Kim, Busan Gang and Lang Jin/Jinrang)
Gun accompanies you to Busan for a medical mission, and where Archie goes Jughead follows.
Noah's Ark (Gun-focused but with minor Goo Kim x Reader)
One fishing trip changes the course of history.
Anchor
The bad days come and go like the tide, but luckily, you found your anchor.
content/trigger warnings: depression, anxiety, struggles with mental health
Fish Out of Water (featuring: Seongji Yuk and his students, Samuel Seo)
Seongji Yuk and his students visit Seoul for the first time.
content/trigger warnings: panic attack, anxiety
Fire! (featuring: Samuel Seo)
Your house catches fire, forcing you to relocate.
Alibi in Ashes (featuring: Samuel Seo, James Lee/DG, Goo Kim)
(Direct continuation of Fire!)
Life goes on after your house is set ablaze, but the culprit maybe closer than you think.
Out of the Frying Pan (featuring: Samuel Seo, James Lee/DG, Goo Kim)
(Direct continuation of Alibi in Ashes)
You confront the so-called arsonist.
Stupid Piece Of (featuring: Samuel Seo)
A glimpse into Samuel Seo's devotion.
content/trigger warnings: mentions of Samuel's backstory so child neglect and bullying, NSFW, MDNI, dubcon (drunk kissing)
If I Love You, Beware (featuring: Gitae Kim, James Lee/DG) 💋
Gitae Kim's hunger remains unsatiated and he doesn't understand why.
content/trigger warnings: mild NSFW, MDNI, mentions of sex work
So This Is Love (featuring: Gun Park, Jake Kim, James Lee/DG, Gitae Kim) 💋
You encounter an old acquaintance while doing a favor for your senior.
content/trigger warnings: mild sexual themes
Bonus Content:
smut scenarios with the men of the harem (James Lee/Diego Kang, Samuel Seo, Jake Kim, Gitae Kim, Goo Kim) 💋
content/trigger warnings: NSFW, MDNI, dubcon, male masturbation, use of improvised sex toys, violence (not inflicted on Reader) in Gitae's section
NSFW Alphabet: Gitae Kim💋
“Uh, I like noses. I like big noses because well, because you can kind of like, you can like sit on them.” – Doja Cat, 2021
These headcanons are specific to MBBITSC! Gitae Kim and references his first time with AFAB!Reader, which occurs in the episode "Like Water For Chocolate."
NSFW Alphabet: James Lee/DG💋
These headcanons are specific to MBBITSC! James Lee/DG.
NSFW Alphabet: Samuel Seo 💋
These headcanons are specific to MBBITSC! Samuel Seo, who is way softer than canon!Samuel.
Love Languages with Younger Brother! Gun Park
A fluff-filled exploration on how Gun Park communicates his affection for you, his older sister.
What if...
MBBITSC! Gun Park switched consciousness with canon!Gun
You were reborn as the Yamazaki twins' older sister
You ended up in Korea at age 8. (ask/discussion)
You had a son with Gitae Kim - I, II, III
Twins
You were in a sorta love triangle with Gap Kim and Minseon Kang
Fan art (^///^):
Single mom!Reader and Baby 1
Single mom!Reader and Baby 2
Single mom!Reader and Baby 3
Disclaimer: The image used does not belong to me. It is a screencapture from Ep. 505 - Lookism, Webtoon.
**Using the word ‘said’ is absolutely not a bad choice, and in fact, you will want to use it for at least 40% of all your dialogue tags. Using other words can be great, especially for description and showing emotion, but used in excess can take away or distract from the story.
So I don't think I'll be very helpful here since I've never drawn a TWST style sprite myself, but I recall the official art book has a step-by-step guide on how they colour (here's a link I found with a few photos that I've included above with translations). I'd recommend trying to refer to that or looking up some guides online! I'm sure tons of fans have released tutorials since it's a popular question.
Hiii!! I have a copy of the Twst art book, and here are some of the pictures I took of the drawing process explained at the end of the book. Sorry if some pics aren't so good I tried my best 😭🙏
I understand wanting more "x gn!reader" and/or "x male!reader" but DO NOT harrass "female!reader" only writers please because that won't get you anywhere! I've been seeing a lot of people harrassing writers both here AND on wattpad because they only write "female!reader" fics, instead of writing the type of fics they want themselves or just looking in the right places
"Sorry i reported you" scam making it's rounds here.
I'm not even banned.
Vague details.
Doesn't just start with the reason for contact.
You submit help to www.tumblr.com/support or help.tumblr.com. NOT the links provided in the photos.
the proof of email photo is crunchy as hell. Looks old too.
Why do i have to contact them to confirm my innocence. lmao.
What is the scam?
You rush to prove your innocence to the email and they will respond back to you needing to verify your login info and then steal your account. easy. Discord and Steam have a version of this too.
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✶ stalker!bunny who just happened to see you walking through the tunnel reserved for people with VIPpasses, after an ordinary match. from time to time, the stadium gives fans the chance to talk to players, and clearly, you must have paid a good amount if you were there with your friend. despite being exhausted from the 90-minute match, he couldn’t help but notice the way you talked, moved, simply breathed. it was cute how such a pretty girl had such a major flaw — being a ReAl fan. what amused him the most, though, was how you were looking for sae itoshi in the hallway, hoping to snap a photo with the japanese prodigy who had already left long before. the way you brushed past him, even bumped into him like he was a nobody and not the bunny iglesias? adorable. truly adorable
✶ stalker!bunny who saw you getting lost in the tunnel, with no one around to help you. he decided to approach you, offering his best smile “can i help you, señorita?” he asked kindly, his voice almost like honey. the awkward look on your face as you explained you were looking for sae itoshi was priceless — especially the way you spoke about him as if you knew him personally, rather than him just being your idol. he listened to your words with such care — so sweet and gentle — that he almost felt envy for that prodigy, an emotion he had never experienced before. he wished it were him receiving words spoken with such tenderness and love
✶ stalker!bunny who told you that unfortunately sae was no longer there, but that if you gave him your number, he would surely call you back to give you the japanese player’s autograph. the way your face lit up — practically ecstatic — made him wonder if you’d react the same way with two fingers buried inside you. you were a little unsure, and of course, he noticed. he stepped closer, just enough to make you take a step back, such a simple gesture, and yet for some reason, it suddenly seemed incredible to him “well?” he asked, towering over you and leaving you with little room to escape, even though you were surrounded by dozens of other fans. your slightly hesitant face still ended up giving him your number — practically a sentence for yourself
✶ stalker!bunny who contacted you right away, making up a story that he had spoken to sae on the phone and that you’d be getting your autograph in the next few days. had he actually spoken to sae? of course not — he wouldn’t have, not even in a million years. if before, sae’s mere presence on the field already annoyed him, the thought that someone like him had a fan like you was just one more excuse to ignore him altogether
✶ stalker!bunny who, thanks to his manager, found all the useful information he needed about you. finding it hadn’t been difficult — not when all he had to do was say he needed it because he saw you bothering a player in the locker room. morally wrong, yes, but not worse than his own idea of being the one to bother you instead
✶ stalker!bunny who, by creating fake profiles, had the chance to get a more complete picture of your life. he mentally thanked you a million times for posting all those photos in your ReAl jersey on your profile — otherwise, he never would have been able to masturbate properly. your lips, your hips, your hands on your breasts elegantly covered by that layer of fabric that he could have easily torn off you, everything was perfect to make him go up and down with his hand
✶ stalker!bunny who casually decided that his hands were no longer enough after a week of slow torture, and that somehow, he would have to reach the main source — you
✶ stalker!bunny who let you know that he had finally received the autograph and could give it to you during a meet-up. you replied almost immediately — and of course you did. after all, you were lying on your bed doing absolutely nothing (a small gift from the shop’s security camera across the street, which just so happened to catch a view of your room — a feed he checked every hour). you responded positively, saying that you were free on saturday morning (of course you were — you didn’t work saturdays. courtesy of your company’s schedule, which had just so happened to end up on his desk)
✶ stalker!bunny who, saturday morning, showed up in front of your house an hour earlier than the scheduled time and in an unagreed place. without attract people’s attention, he saw you wake up through the half-open window of your bedroom, which you stupidly didn’t close even when you started to take off your pajamas. if heaven had a shape, it would probably be that of you naked in front of him, so far away but at the same time so close. he had to fight his inner demons not to stick a hand in his pants right in the middle of the road, but the image is imprinted in his mind like a photo
✶ stalker!bunny who followed you when you started walk to the agreed place. several times you turned around a little intimidated, but your gaze was only a satisfactory electric shock for his cock. it amused him to think that, agitated like that, you were actually going to meet your tormentor. a bit like a bunny walking towards the wolf, adorable!
✶ stalker!bunny who changed his way and took off his coat only when you were both close to the agreed place. he welcomed you as a normal man would, worried about seeing an agitated girl who tells him that she had been followed. the way you spoke, so scared and anxious, was a threat to the mask he was wearing — since you were risking making him smile (or giving him an erection) by hearing what had aroused inside you. but don’t worry, now he’s here with you
✶ stalker!bunny who, after half an hour of sweet and comforting words, was finally about to give you the autograph he never actually had. the look of disappointment in your eyes was almost enough to make him cum, but he had to hold back — out of principle, out of respect for the plan he had in mind from the very beginning “im so sorry! i didn’t mean to make you come all this way, and now you have to go back home…” he said, sounding disheartened, even though he knew he was playing his final card. you pressed your lips together, glancing around “umh…” you murmured uncertain, and he knew he’d hit the mark “maybe… you could walk me home? i can repay you however you want. im a bit scared since this morning” you said
✶ stalker!bunny which, of course, he accepted — nodding like any gentleman would when a damsel in distress makes a request. all along the way, he did nothing but casually brush his hands against your shoulder, hips, waist, even ass. your knowing gaze — that, strangely, didn’t tell him to stop — was proof that maybe, just maybe, he wasn’t the only psychopath
✶ stalker!bunny who once in front of your house, he remained still on the door jamb even after the greetings and thanks. seeing him so tenacious for a reason not so clear in your mind, you were practically forced to give in “by any chance... do you want a glass of water?” you asked, innocently
✶ stalker!bunny who the glass of water turned into his dick buried inside your pussy, with the poor glass broken on the ground. your nails stuck in his shoulders were just one of the many things that at the moment screamed at him not to stop, to take what he had dreamed of every night for weeks along with your pleading look, like now. pressed between him and your kitchen counter, so stupidly tight around him, it was the most beautiful show he had ever seen
✶ stalker!bunny who was almost surprised to see you so wasted only thanks to his cock, a tremor of moans always interrupted by other thrusts “who are you asking for help now?” he asks breathlessly, squeezing your thigh to hit thanks to a better angle “don’t worry. im here whore, yeah? this time you don’t know how to push me away, huh?” he asks smirking, but your trembling lips are the confirmation he needed
✶ stalker!bunny think that this show would have been potentially of sae? ni de coña. just only a way to make him sink even deeper, until he feels physically reached the limit
For the writers struggling to rid themselves of the classic ‘said’. Some are repeated in different categories since they fit multiple ones (but those are counted once so it adds up to 100 new words).
Note: everyone is entitled to their own opinion. No I am NOT telling people to abandon said and use these. Yes I understand that said is often good enough, but sometimes you WANT to draw attention to how the character is speaking. If you think adding an action/movement to your dialogue is 'good enough' hate to break it to you but that ruins immersion much more than a casual 'mumbled'. And for the last time: this is just a resource list, CALM DOWN. Hope that covers all the annoyingly redundant replies :)
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I'm a HUGE fan of your work, I love your Bllk stuff the most, they're all little sillies 🥹
(If you haven't done this already) Could I request Bllk boys having a girlfriend, but nobody believes them? The other guys are so skeptical until they meet her one day and they are in awe of how hot their girlfriend is 😭😭🙏. I see this most with Bachira honestly lol, but anyone you think could fit this would be cool! Oneshot format or anything you feel like doing thank you :))))
(Also happy bday to Bachira today!!! 🐬🐝)
“𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐇𝐄 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐄𝐑”
a/n: i enjoyed making this one LMAO
you COOKED with this request! also happy belated birthday bachira (i wrote for his b-day already)!!
when isagi first tells the guys he has a girlfriend, nobody believes him. like not even a single soul.
bachira actually pats him on the shoulder like, “it’s okay, bro. we all get lonely.”
nagi squints and goes, “girlfriends are DLC content you have to pay for. no way you bought that.”
he tries to prove it by saying “i can show you pictures!” but then they’re all like “that’s just a pinterest girl, yoichi.”
poor guy nearly rips his hair out trying to convince them. like hello??? he’s not making you up.
the day they finally meet you, you show up at practice to drop off his lunch and suddenly the entire locker room goes silent.
bachira literally gasps so loud it echoes. reo whispers “she’s hotter than every instagram model i’ve ever seen” and kaiser’s just glaring like he lost some competition.
isagi just smugly puts his arm around you like “see? i told you.” the grin on his face could power a small city.
now everyone’s asking HIM how tf he managed to pull someone like you. he eats up the validation shamelessly.
itoshi rin
rin does not talk about his personal life, so when he casually drops “my girlfriend said–” in conversation, the whole room freezes.
otoya is like: “sorry, your WHAT???”
nobody believes him because they think he’s too anti-social and scary to have one. like how did he even ask you out? grunted at you until you said yes?
karasu bets money you’re an imaginary coping mechanism.
the day you come to pick him up, everyone watches in shock as rin walks up to the hottest person alive (aka you) and you actually smile at him. not only that – you kiss his cheek, and he doesn’t combust on the spot.
the team basically short circuits. nagi mutters “unfair. that should be illegal.” shidou screams “NO FUCKING WAY” loud enough to scare birds out of trees.
rin notices all the stares and deadpans, “what are you idiots staring at? never seen a girlfriend before?” before walking off with you like the most smug bastard alive.
he will never let them live it down.
itoshi sae
sae doesn’t even bother telling anyone because he knows they won’t believe him.
eventually, someone overhears him on the phone saying “yeah, i’ll pick you up later” in a softer voice and the gossip begins.
everyone’s like “sae?? having a girlfriend?? impossible. he doesn’t even like people.”
sae shrugs it off, but the boys are so invested they start spreading conspiracies. shidou swears she must be a hologram. reo says maybe it’s just a fan he’s stringing along.
then you appear at one of his games, wearing his jersey, and the camera catches you on the big screen cheering. the internet instantly goes crazy.
backstage, the team sees you waiting for him and you’re drop-dead gorgeous. like movie-star levels.
bachira literally drops his water bottle, nagi whispers “i think my system just crashed,” and luna tries flirting with you until sae stares him down like he’s ready to murder him.
sae just smirks with his arm around you like, “jealous?”
nagi seishiro
nagi, who spends most of his life glued to his phone, randomly says “my girlfriend told me to stop gaming past 3 AM” and everyone thinks he’s trolling.
reo’s the only one who half-believes him, but even he’s skeptical.
bachira straight up laughs in his face like “you?? girlfriend??? bro, you barely get out of bed.”
then one day, you show up to bring him snacks. the room goes dead silent.
you’re insanely attractive, you’re carrying nagi’s favorite limited-edition snacks, and you call him “sei” with the sweetest smile.
everyone’s brains collectively crash.
nagi just lazily wraps an arm around you and goes, “told you i wasn’t lying. she’s real.”
reo is proud, but also like… how did nagi of all people beat him to it???
otoya jokes about stealing you, and nagi instantly perks up, staring daggers like “don’t.”
mikage reo
reo doesn’t shut up about having a girlfriend, so naturally everyone assumes he’s just bluffing.
they think he’s exaggerating or trying to flex, like yeah sure, mr. billionaire, of course you have a supermodel gf.
he goes on and on about how amazing you are, how kind, how pretty, how you light up his whole life–
… and the guys are like “man, he’s reading wattpad again.”
the day they actually meet you, jaws literally hit the floor. you’re beyond stunning, and on top of that, you’re actually so down-to-earth and sweet.
you call him “reo baby” in front of everyone, and he lights up like the sun.
the entire team is gobsmacked. karasu leans over to nagi like, “wtf, how’d he pull this off?” nagi just mutters “money glitch.”
reo just beams, fully basking in their envy.
shidou ryusei
when shidou says he has a girlfriend, literally everyone’s like “shut up.”
they assume he scared some poor girl into hanging out with him once and now he thinks it’s official.
he’s like “nahhh, she’s real and she’s hot as fuck,” and everyone just waves him off.
then the day you show up, you’re drop-dead gorgeous, sweet, and clearly into him. like… what alternate universe did this happen in???
everyone’s brains malfunction. chigiri whispers, “she must not know he’s insane.”
but then you laugh at one of shidou’s feral jokes and kiss him on the cheek, proving you’re not only real, you actually like him.
the team is collectively horrified, but also impressed. igaguri mutters “i need to rethink my life choices.”
shidou just grins like the cat who got the cream, smug as hell.
karasu tabito
karasu claims he has a girlfriend, and everyone immediately assumes it’s one of his dumb jokes.
otoya’s like “bro, you can’t just keep lying for attention.”
he tries showing them screenshots of your texts, but they all accuse him of using a fake number generator app.
“she’s real, ya idiots. just wait.”
when they finally meet you, you’re absurdly hot. like cover-model hot. the room goes silent when you walk in.
you casually hug karasu from behind and call him “babe,” and he smirks at the team like a villain who just won.
otoya screams “NO WAY” and reevaluates his entire existence.
karasu just leans back, hands behind his head, and goes “told ya.” he will hold this over everyone’s heads forever.
kaiser michael
kaiser announces he has a girlfriend like it’s breaking news: “gentlemen, the king has found his queen.”
everyone instantly rolls their eyes. ness is the only one who believes him, because he believes anything kaiser says. everyone else is like, “no way a girl voluntarily dates you.”
he brags about you constantly – your beauty, your brains, how you “chose him over literally anyone else.” nobody buys it. isagi even says “bro, that sounds like a side quest you made up.”
then one day you show up at the stadium, absolutely stunning, effortlessly chic, and looking like you stepped out of a runway catalog.
kaiser smirks so smugly it’s unbearable. he wraps his arm around you and kisses your temple like “told you. the emperor only takes the finest.”
after that, the team is constantly side-eying you like, “are you okay? blink twice if he’s holding you hostage.”
otoya eita
when otoya says he has a girlfriend, the team laughs so hard they nearly choke.
“sure you do, buddy.”
“is she from canada, by chance?”
karasu flat-out says, “there’s no way a girl willingly dates you, you clown.”
otoya keeps insisting you’re real, but everyone knows he’s a flirt and a womanizer, so they assume he’s exaggerating. like, maybe he kissed a girl once and is now calling her his girlfriend.
then you show up. and you’re not only real, you’re hotter than anyone in the room has ever seen.
you kiss otoya hello, call him “baby,” and laugh at one of his dumb flirty lines like you actually find him funny.
jaws hit the floor. nagi mutters “reality just glitched.” yukimiya is personally offended.
otoya? absolutely basking in the chaos. he’s strutting around like he just won the champions league.
aiku oliver
oliver claiming he has a girlfriend is like the boy who cried wolf. everyone knows he flirts with anything that breathes, so when he says “nah, i’ve actually got a serious girlfriend,” they all burst out laughing.
“bro, the only relationship you’re in is with red flags.”
niko actually bets money he’s lying.
when you finally show up at practice, it’s like time stops. you’re jaw-droppingly gorgeous, elegant, and clearly way out of his league.
you casually hug his arm and kiss his cheek, and everyone’s entire worldview shatters.
the locker room is in chaos:
“no fcking way.”
“how?? HOW??”
“she could do so much better.”
oliver just shrugs with the smuggest smile ever, like, “guess i’m just that guy.”
now the others are forever haunted by the knowledge that oliver oliver, resident playboy, actually managed to pull the hottest girl alive.
bachira meguru
bachira randomly blurts out “my girlfriend does that, too” in the middle of practice and everyone stops like… girlfriend?
they all think he’s joking. isagi squints and goes “bro, don’t lie.” rin mutters “no one would date you, freak” (affectionately… kind of).
bachira just smiles all mischievous and is like, “you’ll seeee~”
the guys are convinced he means his soccer ball or one of his monster hallucinations. reo even says “yeah sure, your girlfriend’s name is ‘soccer’ huh?”
then one day, you come to surprise him. you’re absolutely gorgeous, sweet, and so patient with his hyper energy – it’s like you were tailor-made for him.
everyone’s jaws are on the floor. shidou screams “NO WAY THE BUG-EYED GREMLIN PULLED THAT.”
bachira beams, wraps his arms around you, and goes “see? she’s real and she’s mineee!” while grinning like a cat who stole the cream.
he finds everyone’s shock hilarious. like, he’ll bring you around just to watch them short-circuit all over again.
Warnings: Contains MAJOR MANGA SPOILERS including the ending. A certain timeline towards the end was swapped around for story-progressing purposes, it completely follows the plot at a fast pace. (I re-read this five times, editing and changing stuff and I'm sorry if it's like super messy, I can't read this word dump again.)
Summary: Part two of this post, so fluff & suggestive words/actions, and random shit again but mixed with the after-petrification scenarios. A lot more dialogue this time.
Taglist: @nishayuro, @feverish-dove (Sorry y'all I kinda got very carried away LOL)
Pairing: Stanley x Fem!Reader x Xeno
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"HEY! Don't put my husband there!" [Y/N] watched with annoyance as bullets rained at them, one almost striking her in the leg. Xeno had been used as a shield, making her heart drop straight into her stomach.
Hyoga hummed, eyes still weirdly kept shut. "I'd put you instead, but you aren't as important."
She desperately wanted to kick the smug bastard off the motorcycle, holding in the urge because she wasn't a psycho.
"I'll have you know I'm a fucking DOCTOR, what are you? some spear-twirling princess?" Xeno snorted, squinting his eyes trying to see through the dust piling up. He knew Stan wouldn't miss his shots, having no reason to worry he didn't mind being put in the line of fire.
Maybe worried about his wife who wouldn't stop arguing with the enemy, the motorcycles bumped around the dirt path. The wheel hit a rock when [Y/N] yelped and nearly fell off, being grabbed by a frantic Ryusui, balancing his grip on the back of her shirt and the steering wheel.
"Hyoga pull her up!"
"Hm. no."
"Drop me, and my husband will shoot your ass!" [Y/N] felt a pebble strike her cheek, whining but staying still.
"With what gun?" Hyoga taunted, pushing Xeno further over the bike, the scientist kept his eyes on [Y/N] beginning to panic from her position.
"Okok! Whatever help me up!" She could feel the pirate boy's hand beginning to slip, the motorcycle going side to side. A harsh tug brought her face away from the ground, and she nearly fell to the other side but managed to hold onto the driver.
She was going to kill this disrespectful brat. The sound of something getting closer reached her ears, her eyes narrowed not being able to see anything.
Two shots rang out, blood splattering onto her face and neck. Practically giving herself whiplash, she spun her head, worried that Xeno had taken the hit instead. Sighing in relief when it was Hyoga who did.
Only one person could've land those.
"SHOOT HIM AGAIN HONEY!"
Xeno's mouth was covered with a wooden gag, leaving him no choice other than to glare at her, hoping she'd notice and sit down properly.
She pouted her lips, trying to hide the smile that threatened to appear. Unfortunately, the spear user had some sort of body made of fucking steel, so the bullet's damage wasn't grave.
Encouraging her husband to shoot some kid was a little messed up, but hey it's a new world, and he had it coming. Kidnapping a soldier's lovers, like that would ever end in sunshine and rainbows.
She tried to ignore how biased she was being, when they shot Senku she nearly flipped the castle. Hyoga didn't mean anything to her though, so she was justified.
It felt like hours before they settled down, losing the 'rescue' team when the plane blew up. After cleaning the crimson liquid off her face, [Y/N] was enjoying a...whatever meat this was from...while standing next to a finally untied Xeno.
"A ropeway!"
"Nope."
Senku cackled, twisting a pinkie in his ear sending [Y/N] a smug smile.
"Scared? Seems unbefitting of you, Dr. [Y/N]." Freaking leek-kid. Her eyebrow twitched, finishing the last bite of her food and stomping towards Senku. Getting yoinked back by Xeno, she sent him wide eyes, bottom lip jutted out.
"Please?"
"Pushing him down the cliff, wouldn't be efficient my dear."
"You shot him."
"Correction, Stan did."
"Who ordered it?!" He smiled gently, pressing a quick kiss to her forehead. [E/C] eyes turned into hearts, and forgetting her little vengeance, she snuggled up to Xeno.
"More~" She gave him a kissy face, earning her one...JUST ONE.
[Y/N] deflated like a balloon in the background, fake tears building in her eyes. Chrome poked her with a stick, screaming when she suddenly stood up straight, focusing on Xeno's voice sounding so hot.
"Wire made of carbon and steel. Light, yet sturdy. Truly Elegant." Xeno held it in his clawed hand, observing the craftsmanship.
"Weight limit is about 160 kilograms." Senku calculated in his head, earning him a nod from his mentor. Technically speaking, everyone could make it over with no issue, the time crunch was the problem, and the pairings.
"There's more than just the numbers to consider, the real issue is [Y/N] and Xeno," Kohaku spoke through the stone age phone. "If we don't put any thought into this, and in the end, Xeno, [Y/N], and Suika are the last ones left down below..."
The blonde girl continued. "The biggest cause for concern though, would be pairing them two with Hyoga—"
"Hell no! I'd rather jump off this damn thing than be near him again, nearly murdered me." [Y/N] came up like a protective hyena, standing in front of Xeno and blocking Hyoga's view of him.
"I believe that deep down, we're much alike, Xeno. The two of us could flee together and rendezvous with Stanley's crew."
"Elegant offer, but my wife doesn't seem fond of the idea." The animalistic noises stopped, watching in amusement when [Y/N] nodded her head vigorously.
"As much as I want to go back to our husband, we aren't going to—whatever actually, I don't care at all about this, however, you aren't allowed to be near my Xeno!"
In the end, [Y/N] couldn't let sweet Suika ride with Hyoga, so with a frown she watched Xeno sit down, he offered her a reassuring smile. There were so many words she wanted to say but didn't want to risk Hyoga getting mad and pushing Xeno down.
After they safely landed on the other side, she helped Suika sit down, and plopped right behind her. The little girl wrapped her hands around the handles, [Y/N] held the side of the seat and the back of Suika's clothing.
During their travel, the doctor hummed a small tune, trying to relax the young girl. Despite her efforts to make it a calm ride, a harsh gust of wind hit them, and the seat swerved to the side.
"SUIKA!"
Kohaku was about to jump, stopping herself when [Y/N] managed to catch the child, holding a firm grasp. "Oh shit! Don't panic, I swear I got you." Suika stopped swinging her legs, staying completely still, and could only leave her life in the hands of—a doctor! The melon head covered her bright smile, Senku told her that doctors were people who saved lives every single day.
He made sure to point out that [Y/N] was one of the greatest doctors of his time!
They made it safe and sound, Kohaku thanking [Y/N] profusely and the latter hugging Xeno, tugging him away from Hyoga's amused aura.
"Did he do anything?"
Xeno shook his head, enjoying the way she poked around his face, arms, and torso. Finishing up her search, she sighed in relief. This whole thing was stressing her out, she was only taken hostage because she refused to let go of Xeno when they kidnapped him. Not to mention getting stuck underground, her claustrophobia was so bad even Chrome was reassuring, his enemy, it'd be okay.
"Don't worry so much."
"How can I not? There's no jail I can throw his ass in."
"You say it like you've done it before..." Xeno raised an eyebrow when she slowly turned her face away from his. "[Y/N]."
She began walking away, with him hot on her heels. [Y/N] squeaked hiding behind a confused Senku. His weird hair covered her entire head. Xeno approached them, keeping a blank expression, even if he really wanted to smile at how cute she looked peeking from behind the kid's shoulder.
"Uhm...remember that scientist who suddenly quit after stealing one of your ideas?"
His silence was deafening, even Senku froze from how sharp the onyx eyes were settled on their figures. He really had forgotten his mentor wasn't this superb nice guy, his smiles and laughter were only ever meant for his wife during this time.
"Well...he didn't quit, I got dad to put him into jail after Stanley kicked his ass."
"Are you confessing to a crime right now?" Senku's scarlet eyes blinked, looking over his shoulder. "I knew your dad was an important figure, didn't think you'd be a daddy's girl though."
"Where the hell did you think I got the money I sent you and supported Xeno's projects from?"
"Right, incapable ass keke—ACK!" [Y/N] hit the back of Senku's knees, slamming her foot on his back. Suika rolled over checking his face kissing the ground.
"Anyway, to what force is anyone reporting me?" [Y/N] snickered, crossing her arms in triumph.
Kohaku and Chelsea shared a glance, maybe the trio's relationship wasn't as far-fetched as they initially thought, [Y/N] definitely had a screw loose.
Xeno didn't reply, going back over the details of said scientist. His work had been stolen, and amateurishly presented in front of the board members. The man didn't even think of changing the formatting on his folders, to which [Y/N] immediately noticed, knowing her husband's work like the back of her hand.
It was made known to Xeno that he quit, moved across the country before NASA could intervene. Seemed like his spouses didn't let it slide that easily, did [Y/N]'s action surprise him that much? no, did Stanley's? Actually no to that either, they were both very much in character.
He finally chuckled, [Y/N]'s shoulders relaxed, and she went back to normal. Stepping off of Senku, letting him regain his breathing.
"It does suck that I no longer hold any power in this era, such a shame." Images of all the food Ruby would cook, her first-class trips. From having all the money in the damned universe to being flat broke in a world where there wasn't even an economy yet was so embarrassing.
Oh my, don't even remind her of the shopping sprees. Her clothes now were okay, but her designer heels, her Le Pliage backpack collections, [Y/N] didn't feel like herself without them.
"Only a matter of time, my dear."
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"Look how hot I look in these, Xee!" [Y/N] modeled her rubber boots, being a perfect match with her black shorts and white buttoned shirt. She twirled around Xeno, and he indulged in her little runway, knowing she was trying to relax before venturing into the bug-infested forest.
Suika followed behind, copying her steps. She had been unofficially adopted by the [H/C] haired doctor, Suika didn't mind getting brought into bear hugs every now and then.
"Very beautiful."
[Y/N] nodded in agreement to his compliment, of course, she could pull off anything. Senku had mentioned that a girl named Yuzuriha was a talented seamstress, she desperately needed to meet her and plead for cuter clothing.
"What're you burning, Xeno?" Suika stopped by the mad scientist, observing the smoke and fire.
"Plants of the apiaceae family and artemisia genus, to create an insect-repelling mist." He quickly pointed a claw towards his wife, who was suddenly borderline crying at how many mosquitoes bit her upper thighs, scratching harshly.
Luna and [Y/N] watched in mutual horror as they turned army ants into an extract, and put it over their bodies. The doctor panicked when Luna foamed at the mouth and fell, there was no way in hell she'd put that on either.
Senku approached her with his hands coated in the disgusting substance, evilly grinning but was stopped by Xeno who shook his head.
"She's allergic to ants." He lied without missing a beat, standing close to [Y/N] with the repellant mist. She quickly hugged his arm to her chest, muttering 'i love you' every few seconds.
[Y/N] felt her life slowly slip away with every step, eventually making it out of the forest, then helping make a freaking waterslide that she almost flew out of, and ended with a torturous walk. Their path led them to a giant glimmering...mountain?
A Mountain of the petrification devices. Taiju jumped into the piles yelling out 'one meter! one second!' multiple times, making others join in with the antic.
"—On that day, A millennia ago, they gave the earth a coating of stone. Can you imagine what a grand sight it must have been?" [Y/N] noticed Xeno pocket a device while giving the fake hearty speech, she zipped her lips and pretended not to notice.
Until the mentalist approached them so casually, leaning his head towards the rocket scientist.
"My dear Xeno, what did you put in your pocket? A medusa perha—"
"Are you flirting? He's a married man!" Her voice cracked lightly when she pushed away Chrome who was tugging on Xeno's unmoving figure. "Don't touch him!"
Xeno kept a firm smile at her attempt to distract them, appreciating the effort.
Gen spluttered, waving his hands around. A shiver went down his spine at how she glared at him, "No no! I would never!" he couldn't even fake a persona. [Y/N] terrified him.
"It's fine, leave him be. In fact, if his interest is piqued, we oughta borrow his knowledge. Our only chance of winning against Stanley—" Senku paused, side-eyeing [Y/N] fawn when she heard the name. "Ahem, involves using the medusa."
"I'm not sure I agree with the idea of petrifying my husband." She crossed her arms, deep in thought.
"You're a hostage, you don't have to agree."
...
...
"I'm letting it slide because you're my favorite child."
"I'm your only child—" Senku froze, the smirk on his face fell when he noticed [E/C] eyes filling up with sparkles. He didn't have enough time to avoid the hug, with a sigh he let her squeeze his soul out.
"I knew you loved me!" She smooched his cheek, earning a groan and a flustered Senku.
He wouldn't use the word 'love' but he knew a part of him cared for the chaotic doctor, their email exchanges, her financial and emotional support towards his projects, he truly did appreciate it.
"But I do have another child, Suika's now your younger sister."
"What are Xeno and Stanley's thoughts on this addition?"
"It's like a single mother situation y'know? I can't co-parent with those two."
"A single mother with two husbands, interesting." He brushed back his white and green hair, breathing in when she finally let go. She was steadily making it a habit to suffocate him.
[Y/N] watched them start working on a new ship, sitting down on a nearby rock. She'd been fake-arguing with everyone (except Hyoga), teasing their intentions towards her husband, all in an effort to mask her nervousness.
She missed spending time with both her lovers in that damn castle, it sucked being away from Stanley, making her feel incomplete. In the end, she could never say no to their little schemes, too fucking cute to deny.
Xeno joined her shortly, sitting closely and bumping their shoulders. Onyx eyes observed her scrunched-up face, he lightly traced the lines.
"You're going to get wrinkles if you keep that up."
"Would that displease you?"
"Not in the slightest, but it would bother you."
She relaxed her face, turning to look at Xeno. He held a soft smile, making her insides feel all mushy. Maybe instead of freaking out, she should've just kept her eyes solely on him. [Y/N] kissed his lips, lingering there for a few seconds before pulling away.
"I miss Stan."
"I know, I do too."
"If...no, when, this is all over. I demand a cuddle session, no interruptions."
Xeno chuckled, taking off a glove to pull her head onto his shoulder, running his fingers through her [H/C] hair. "Anything you desire, my dear."
He observed his wife longer, in a way, getting through the first months of the new stone age was easier because of [Y/N]. Sure she did understandably freak out when she realized everything was gone, not to mention her reaction to their rings being gone too.
Xeno wasn't sure if [Y/N] noticed how he and Stanley felt seeing her still wear those rings with pride, showing them off to every person who woke up. A little guilty when both men had nothing representing their commitment to each other, so after settling into a more comfortable progress, he had the scouting team led by his favorite soldier to look for the materials to replicate them.
When the shock went away, she left them to handle all the 'unimportant' things while setting up honeymoon plans with what she could work with. Lunch under a big tree, covered by its shade, taking a swim at the beach—and a few moments in the mattress he had made.
When they finally settled into a rhythm, he oddly felt content with the world. Having both his partners just a yell away, wherever and whenever, they'd be right there. He was also able to create whatever he wanted without needing the approval of a corrupt system.
"Love you too, times forty-seven."
[Y/N] raised an eyebrow, confused but still blushing over his statement.
"That's how many times you said it, during the forest walk."
"Wish I could say 'bedroom now', these kiddos haven't made beds yet..." She smiled at his soft laugh, her body melted further into his, enjoying the warmth.
She was still bitter that they were turned to stone a week after their ceremony, she was going to destroy whoever did this to them. [Y/N] didn't care if it was an alien, she'd win.
(actually scared that it might be an alien)
Eventually, they stood up and joined the others, observing the new creation. The new ship looked like something straight out of a Alien vs Predator movie, [Y/N] bounced around it, observing the slanted sides.
Xeno stood back praising his kid mentee, then the topic of the medusas not being able to get tracked via radio signals was brought up by Ukyo. Chrome suggested covering the entire ship in said devices, more hours later and it was completed.
"Dammit, I planned on bedazzling my dad's yacht for his birthday, now I wouldn't be the first to do it." Ukyo sweat dropped, the more [Y/N] talked, the more she seemed out of touch with the world he used to now. Were all rich people this way? Ukyo glanced at Ryusui, right, they were not normal.
"Science is, truly elegant."
"Yeah so are we, let's get on!"
While Xeno was stuck inside some stuffy room with Senku looking over the medusas trying to figure something out, [Y/N] was being swarmed by the girls and Francois, who was serving them yummy food.
"Do they treat you right? I can't picture those two weir—hehe...eccentric?" Chelsea awkwardly laughed, "people being in a relationship."
"That scientist does seem to be fond of you." Kohaku commented, rubbing her chin in thought.
"Well I'd hope it's noticeable, I'm married to him..." The doctor mumbled under her breath. Shoving a mouthful of ramen in her mouth, the flavor was so rich, could she add Francois to her marriage?
Whenever Xeno would try cooking, it would end up in a monstrous experiment, Stanley had a habit of forgetting he had something on the stove too focused on finishing his cigarette. [Y/N] well, she rarely made anything fancy, taking her then-boyfriends to 5-star restaurants whenever they craved something.
"Yeah, they do. Rest assured, aside from their murder-y schemes and evil plans, they love me."
Luna gushed while the other two deadpanned, Francois only smiled. Suika was tuning them out for the most part, finishing up her food and rolling around trying to find out if anyone needed help.
"How does one get two husbands?!"
"Luna don't you go trying to cheat on my son." [Y/N] teasingly pointed at the pink-haired girl with her chopsticks. "It's not just me having two husbands, it's also them having a wife and husband."
Luna blinked at the utensils in her face, confused by her words. Chelsea pushed up her glasses and held up a finger in the air, trying to explain to the capable girl what those words meant.
"What [Y/N]'s saying, is that Senku would have to be into men as well."
Everyone looked up, an imaginary scenario of Senku being interested in a man flashed by their eyes, talking to each other and slowly leaning in to kiss.
"AH! Make it go away!" Kohaku waved the air, getting rid of their thoughts, except for the doctor. She'd seen the way Senku interacted with Gen, she would support her kid no matter what. Well make him have a talk with Luna first, can't have him be a cheater.
"I think I'll stick to Senku, what if I get jealous..." Luna gasped dramatically, "Oh my, does that happen to you [Y/N]?"
The woman shook her head, never did she feel that ugly emotion when they'd be lovey-dovey. Actually, she enjoyed seeing them kiss and hug, squealing whenever they'd do so. [Y/N] even had a folder dedicated to 'stanxeno' moments, sometimes telling them to kiss at random times, only to flash the camera.
"Can't be jealous when they look so hot together." She turned mushy, finishing her food and letting her head run with the faces of her lovers.
"How long have you been together? Not counting the years you were a stone." Kohaku finished her bowl of ramen as well, scooting closer to the doctor.
"Oh, overall six years and six months. Three of those married."
"Wow! You guys are pretty old huh?"
...
"I'm very good-looking for my age if you haven't noticed!"
"I never said you were ugly, old yes, ugly? Never!"
"[Y/N]!" Kohaku held back the [H/C] haired woman by the waist, stopping her from lunging at the young geographer.
"What about kids?"
Suddenly tears sprouted from her [E/C] eyes, Luna panicked and apologized for asking. [Y/N] looked like a dejected child right now, slumping in Kohaku's arms and sniffling.
"We got petrified a week after our wedding, we didn't have the luxury of time to discuss it.."
The timing couldn't have been more horrible, Francois made no comment, only handing a small handkerchief to the crying woman. So the three years of marriage were actually spent in the stone age, and the other girls deflated thinking about how hard that must have been.
"[Y/N]?" Chrome peeked his head out from the corner. "Senku asked for you."
"Oh, well excuse me, ladies." She thanked Francois for the food, stopping herself from giving them a kiss on the cheek. Walking down the wobbling steps to enter the room, the sight that greeted her had nerd written all over it.
"I'm happy to contribute my scientific knowledge if it concerns my wife and I's well-being. But you can't expect me to aid your efforts to deceive my husband. Can you?"
An evil giggle made them turn their heads, [Y/N] held her red face in her hands, muttering how adorable his speech was.
"Hey, mental case, c'mere." Senku watched her approach him, surprising her when he snatched up her hand. "I remembered your rings having a shape similar to the diamonds we found inside the medusa, they might be a different color, but it should work nonetheless."
"Senku, you know I adore you, but nothing in this world could ever make me give up these rings." Senku paused noticing she was completely serious, no teasing, no flustered state, just pure honesty. He let go of her hand, he had checked Xeno's a few moments ago but realized they weren't authentic.
"Sorry." He murmured softly, he should've known how special the rings would be to her, they weren't replicas like the other pairs. These were the original rings she managed to keep safe, even after 3700+ years.
"Oh come on! Science is much more important than some ugly rings!" Chrome stiffened when Xeno placed a clawed hand on his shoulder, the amateur scientist was sweating bullets.
"Those are lab-grown diamond rings, ones that took me two years to finally deem perfect enough. Ugly is the last word you should be using."
"Grown your own damn diamond!" [Y/N] huffed, holding her hand close to heart, offended by the word 'ugly' being thrown around her today.
"We're making a diamond alright." Senku smugly smiled like a villain, heading straight for the phone to send a message back to his comrades situated in America. Of course they weren't allowed to hear, so [Y/N] plopped down where Senku had been sitting earlier, Xeno sat as well, this time next to her.
"They're all different shades of black, well this one here is more of a gray color."
"The usage must be deteriorating the diamond over time, the much darker ones are surely a result of the world-ending beam years ago."
"You never told me you took the time to make these yourself." [Y/N] whispered, the honey and black colored diamonds glowed slightly, even if the room was kind of dark. They were important before, but now? She would die to keep the rings safe.
"Did you notice that Stanley's ring isn't exactly caramel, like his eyes?" He hummed, taking off his gloves and using his bare hand to hold hers. "He asked me to make it a honey shade, because that's what you call him."
"Please, I've heard you call him honey before too." Xeno smiled, knowing full well he did, only hiding the nickname calling whenever she'd come around to deprive her of teasing material.
"Buying things for you never seemed like the right thing to do, so what do you gift somebody who can get anything they want? Handmade crafts, something special, unique, elegant."
[Y/N] noticed he stopped looking at her hand a while ago, he was directing those last words to her. She cupped his face, pressing a sweet kiss. It turned into a feeling of desperation, prying his lips open with her tongue to swirl it against his. Xeno's arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush to his chest, her hands straying away from his face and onto his shoulders.
His lips felt so soft against hers, she tilted her head to try and better the angle, biting his bottom lip gently in response to one of his hands traveling further from her waist and lightly tapping her ass. Xeno rarely initiated intimate touches, he liked seeing them squirm when he'd surprise them out of nowhere.
"Stop that." [Y/N] mumbled against him, pressing another kiss. "There's nowhere to do it." He laughed, onyx eyes shimmering with mischief as his hand continued to venture around her. Brushing against her clothed chest, trailing up to wrap his fingers around her throat.
The pad of his thumb slightly rubbed the skin when she gulped, her cheeks were turning a bright red, and he absolutely adored it. Xeno leaned in again, giving her a sloppy kiss and applying pressure to her airway. [Y/N] held in the moan that threatened to slip out, if Stanley were here he would've scolded her for not letting them hear her sounds.
When he finally pulled away, he kept his grasp on her, letting her expression sink into his mind.
"I never should've taught you choking."
"I'm very glad you did dear."
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"And you couldn't blink an 'I miss you'?!" [Y/N] whispered, Xeno had just notified her that Stanley would know where to head next. Maybe she should've paid more attention to their morse code lessons.
"I'm sure he knows that already."
"But what if he doesn't? My poor little bubby, he's all alone." Xeno blinked at the nickname, usually, she'd say 'hubby' where'd bubby come from?
"Um, why did we construct this crazy-fortified stronghold?" Gen had drops of swear coating his entire face, gawking at the newest creation.
"For the final battle against Stanley." Senku looked like he was smug about the situation, only a few could tell he was really stressing inside.
"Are the bad guys gonna chase us all the way here?" Suika huddled up to [Y/N] who felt her soul leave her momentarily, said bad guys include her husband y'know...
"Heh, Dr. Xeno was up to no good with our radio signal. His claw was magnetized."
"You people planned to lure Stan—" Xeno felt a poke to his ribs, he glanced to the side seeing [Y/N] mouth a word. With an amused sigh, he continued. "to lure my husband here, so I don't see the harm."
"You sped up the timetable, that's the harm." Senku ran his fingers through his hair, grinning down at them. "We're out to beat Stanley, and reclaim the Perseus."
The next big step to this plan was to acquire more diamonds, [Y/N] refused to help them, one because it was a war against Stanley, and two, she was not about to go digging underground risking getting caved in, again.
Attempt after attempt, it was looking more dire. The diamonds gathered were too small, not even being able to tinker with most of them. So everyone circled around trying to decide on backup plans.
"I can just run it over and take them down with me!" Taiju yelled out, his spirit firing up.
"You'd get shot before getting a meter close." [Y/N] patted his head when he calmed down and realized she was right, these were soldiers who shot to kill any threats with no hesitation.
"What if, we all get petrified?" Chrome was on a roll coming up with ideas, it seemed like being around Senku for this long had upped his thinking process significantly.
Senku was going to build on this suggestion, realizing that it would be the best course of action, but was cut off by the sound of a loud thud.
Xeno had his arms crossed, [Y/N] sprawled on the floor in front of him. "No! I don't want to get petrified again, it was so goddamn depressing."
The dark nearly drove her crazy, she kept herself conscious because Stanley firmly told her to do so. Scared that if she didn't, she'd never see them again. [Y/N] had never felt such despair in her life.
"[Y/N] I ten billion percent promise, it won't be another 3700 years." Her 'adopted' kid firmly assured her, scarlet eyes keeping direct eye contact. He didn't enjoy being a statue either.
"She has the habit of being on the floor, doesn't she?" Kohaku observed from the side, recounting the times she'd seen [Y/N] let herself drop to the floor.
"[Y/N] grew up spoiled, she used to lay on the ground like so to get what she wanted from her father—"
"WHY ARE YOU TELLING THEM THAT?" Her body sprung up from the floor, nearly bashing her head into Xeno's chin. "No, it's just for theatrical effect. Okay? I'm not spoiled."
No one believed her.
The American-land pair were later tied up, Suika and Francois were sent out to scout the incoming military team. The rope was digging into her skin, putting her in a bad mood.
"What you must know about Stanley, is that he will not hesitate to slaughter everyone. Ethics and morals do not come into play, not when he's doing his job as a soldier and spouse."
"Yeah. I'm aware of that."
The mentor and mentee continued their weird chat, leaving the woman near them to just drown herself in make-believe positive thoughts. Wanting everyone to be safe in the end, she just desired to be happy with her hubbies and live happily ever after, was that so hard to achieve?
...
In the forest a few moments ago...
"We are unaffiliated with the combat unit, we have no intention of attacking and will do as you say. Knowing that will you still execute us?" Francois held a firm posture, trying to protect everyone from getting shot.
"Nope, won't shoot you. If what you're saying is true—"
"I was adopted by [Y/N]!" Suika spluttered, shaking when the head soldier blinked in response, he didn't seem caught off guard or surprised.
"Of course you were, my wife can't go a second without gathering things she finds cute." Stanley smirked, dangling an unlit cigarette between his lips.
...
"Shoot to kill! Everyone but Xeno and [Y/N]. Show no mercy!"
Her husband's voice rang out, and despite his choice of words, warmth spread throughout her entire chest. Happiness and sorrow mixed within her, she'd grown quite fond of these kids throughout the months but knew she couldn't have them and her husbands, at least not right now.
She watched with teary eyes as Taiju and Ryusuui got shot down, barely breathing. Her inner doctor screamed to run over and help, burying the feeling when she remembered she was still tied up.
"No!" Senku was shot down, slumping to the ground with blood pooling around him. [Y/N] couldn't even bring herself to look at the bright green light approaching them, barely noticing when Stanley untied them.
"The rescue took nearly one hundred days, I imagined you'd come a bit sooner. Or were you dragging your feet because our princess was guaranteed safe?"
"Shut up, this ain't the time for your warm and fuzzy gratitude." Well at least not from Xeno's smug face, Stanley embraced the sobbing [Y/N] in his arms. He caressed her messy [H/C] hair and allowed her to pull away the cigarette, kissing him roughly.
It spelled out anger, sadness, and yearning all at once. His purple lipstick stained her lips slightly. The time left didn't allow them to continue much longer, despite the situation, he was happy to see his lovers safe and sound.
"The bottles are gone." Maya notified them, seeing the empty bag in her grasp.
The soldiers noticed a running Suika. Stanley ordered them to shoot, sending a reassuring glance to [Y/N], he wouldn't shoot the child, just the bottles. Suika fell to the ground from the force, and one fluid managed to get caught by Chrome, who threw it up to Gen awaiting in the tower.
"Catch on yet, Xeno?" Senku coughed up blood, grinning at his baffled mentor. [Y/N] realized that the leek-haired kid was going to live long enough for the beam to engulf him, meaning he'd be alright in the long run.
Stanley aimed up at the singular revival fluid bottle, weighing the pros and cons of what his shot could entail too. He didn't think for long, feeling [Y/N] wrap her arms around his waist. The blonde softly sighed, turning her face away from Xeno who had been already turned to stone.
"Bambi, they won't be able to revive you if you're holding onto me." He murmured, knowing full well Senku would bring back Xeno for his scientific specialty, and [Y/N] because he was fond of her. However, they had no reason to bring him back.
"Xeno will find a way, don't forget who we married." Hearing him call her by the nickname she'd grown to adore, made her feel like everything was going to be alright. Stanley softly smiled, she wouldn't let go, he felt selfish letting her risk it all, but he could never bring himself to push away his crying wife.
"I love you. I love you both so much." [Y/N] sniffled, hearing him light up his last cigarette and holding her tighter.
"Love you both more."
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Not alone, Stanley's right next to me.
It's ok.
Xeno, are you awake?
I can't keep thinking of our dinner dates, cuddle sessions, or our wedding. It's making me yearn even more, how long has it been?
Senku and the others circled around the stone statues, Xeno felt his heart wrench when he noticed the sad expressions they carried. He got closer, chuckling when he noticed the rings were gone. [Y/N] didn't want to risk losing them again it seemed, his own were thankfully still intact.
"All of Stanley Snyder's assaults on us were, A, justifiable acts of warfare or B, attempted murder." Ryusui snapped his fingers dramatically. "It's our testimony that counts here."
"I suppose we'll all go with option A? That's what we can offer to dear Xeno." Gen awkwardly smiled, [Y/N] was too close to Stanley to get revived, knowing that if they splashed it on her figure it would bring back the soldier as well.
"Or C, a soldier doing whatever to rescue his wife and husband, we did kind of kidnap them..." Ukyo muttered, observing the longing in the mad scientist's onyx eyes.
Xeno agreed to help them out with their moon mission, it didn't matter how long it would take. He'd bring them back, one way or another.
"Are you really playing tic-tac-toe right now?"
Xeno's smile twitched, feeling the soft tracing of a washable marker on his forehead. His girlfriend lying on top of him, Stanley held in his snickers, sitting beside him.
"I'm too lazy to get paper." [Y/N] smiled down at him, kissing the tip of his nose and drawing the grid. Placing a circle, she passed the marker over to Stanley.
Xeno had his arms loosely wrapped around her waist, sighing and allowing them to do whatever they wanted. With every color stroke, they'd give him a brief kiss as a reward.
X O X
O X O
X O X
"I hate you Stan." She grumbled, she didn't even notice him setting her up. Her pouty lips were kissed by an amused Soldier, who then grabbed a wipe to clean off Xeno's face.
Stanley finished up and laid back down, face nuzzling into Xeno's. [Y/N] smirked when they started kissing, trying to fight down the blush before they could tease her.
Ok, these thoughts need to go fucking away.
[Y/N] was slowly getting angrier than sad, will she be stuck like this? Not getting any more kisses or hugs? Swearing she'd beat Senku's ass if she woke up 50 years later and Xeno was an oldie.
Despite her efforts to focus on medical notes, memories of their relationship kept flooding her mind. Eventually letting them run wild, and once they had been replayed around a hundred times, her brain settled down.
Now remembering her procedures, surgeries that were over 24 hours, she was so damn good at her job. It felt kind of wrong to say what a shame it was she couldn't do her job as meticulously now—not that she wanted someone to get badly injured so she could help...haha...
"Ah, a wise pick for the job." Gen snickered behind his arm, Xeno turned away from them, hiding his emotions. "But I must say I'm shocked, Stan is the ultimate soldier, if we join forces again we might try to take over again."
"I'm ten billion percent sure, [Y/N]'s going to wake up pissed off and set some rules." Senku heard her yell when he got shot down, the first time it happened she sprung into action, minimizing the damage to his body, and he made a very fast recovery. This time, she could only watch in dread, he knew that had an effect on her.
Notifying the others was received with shocked yells, worried that bringing him back would cause chaos once again.
"By bringing back Stanley, we'd be waking up [Y/N] too." Kohaku stated, crossing her arms when everyone turned to look at her. "I can't object then, she deserves to be here."
Xeno trudged up the mountain accompanied by Senku, Chrome, Gen, and Tsukasa as a guard. He had brought clothes, but couldn't dress them by their positions, so he opted for a large blanket.
Not long after pouring the revival fluid, the stone began to crack. Stanley was the first to react, gladly accepting the cigarette and lighter his husband was handing over.
"What's the job?" He quirked an eyebrow when his wife took four rings out of her mouth, coughing lightly before sending him a sharp glare.
"Oh shut the hell up!" [Y/N] slammed her fist on his chest, earning a weak grunt. "What's the job? Your job is to fucking coddle me after raining bullets everywhere, which was kind of hot because you did it for us BUT STILL!" She huffed, flustering when she noticed her bare body pushed up against Stanley's.
"No more fighting, okay? not one damn shot against them, or I will divor—who am I kidding, I can't commit to that." Her resolve melted, feeling his hands rub her hips gently. She heard footsteps getting further, glancing back to see that only Xeno and Senku remained in the cave.
The latter closed his eyes, turning away slightly from the trio. Senku didn't care for nudity, but something screamed at him to look away before [Y/N] could react.
Xeno took away the large blanket, lips quirking up in a smirk when [Y/N] covered her behind with a hand, and her chest pressed closer to stanley.
"I've seen it all before, my dear."
"Stop ogling—you too! Hands off until we get a damn bed." Stanley quickly put on his new clothing, Xeno helping strap the belts near his waist and thighs. His hands wandered around, teasing the awakened soldier.
[Y/N]'s [E/C] eyes were sparkling like a happy kid on Christmas. The top was a black corset, with stitched purple flowers decorating it, accompanied by a short black skirt with shorts peeking from underneath. Thigh-high stockings covered her bare legs and finished off with black combat boots, similar to what her lovers were wearing.
She felt fingers tug on the corset laces from behind, helping her tighten them properly. Xeno stood in front, holding out another article of clothing.
"No way." [Y/N] gushed and put it on, it was a white lab coat, similar to the one she used to have in the old world. She took a few steps away from them, modeling her new clothing.
"This is what I wore on our first anniversary, well minus the skirt and boots hehe—" [Y/N] paused seeing Senku's eyebrow twitch, "Cockblocker." she muttered.
"Back to business, say you shoot a one-pound piece of ammunition, initial velocity of 600 meters per second, on the moon's surface with gravity and acceleration being a sixth of what they are on earth. Your target is a medusa device, exactly one kilometer away."
"Firing angle should be 0.13 degrees"
She loved seeing the small glints in their eyes, nerd-ing up in their own respective fields.
"Are you up for the task, honey?" Stanley chuckled, reaching out a hand to cup Xeno's face. Adoration spelled out on his face.
"Sure, I am."
[Y/N] slid next to a nonchalant Senku, 'I'm going to need a camera, no, a video recorder. Look how cute they are." he pushed away her face.
"Stop simping, get a grip woman." He removed his hand from her head, noticing she calmed down significantly.
"Are you okay, Senku?"
Scarlet eyes blinked in response, he noticed how her gaze lingered on his chest, where he had been shot. Senku roughly smacked the area, sending her a reassuring smile.
"Perfectly fine."
He would absolutely take this to the grave, but the hug she gave him felt so motherly, that he teared up.
When they relayed the full details of their next project, [Y/N] nearly lost it. Anger bubbled in her chest first, then it dwindled down into pure sadness, like a snuffed-out candle.
[Y/N] was not on board with this at all, a one-way trip to the moon? She had barely gotten her husbands back, and now one of them was departing? Not to mention Senku being part of said trip.
"[Y/N], dear..."
"I know." She murmured, "I know you don't want this either, even if you guys think it's the best course of action." trying to keep her emotions from spilling. Seven years in stone, just to get told about a moon suicide mission.
"Why did we have to get turned into stone?" [Y/N] didn't have the energy to cry, looking utterly defeated. "We worked so hard, build our lives together and we never even got to fuck at that Hawaii hotel I booked."
"Hawaii?" Stanley shot the last target, turning to look at [Y/N] with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah, I reserved it for our honeymoon. Cost me nearly half a million to book the entire place to ourselves."
Xeno deadpanned, followed by an amused Stanley. [Y/N] was spoiled, that they knew, but she wasn't one to flaunt it off as her only benefit. She loved sharing her perks with the people she held close to her heart.
"We can go for free now." The soldier pocketed his gun, taking out another cigarette to light up.
"Free? Worry not darlings, I'm officially the richest woman in the...not so stone age anymore...age..." With a hand on her hip, she held a proud smirk. "I shall be taking care of us."
What they didn't know previously was that there was an economy, established by Ryusui, who folded at [Y/N]'s demands and ended up unknowingly aiding her to overturn him in the terms of dragos. "That's how they get you." Was her excuse, and the pilot couldn't help but admire her ambition.
"But really, is there no other way?"
Xeno softly shook his head, bringing her in for a hug, followed by Stanley wrapping his arms around the white-haired male. The blonde set his chin on Xeno's shoulder, looking down at a [Y/N] stuffing her face into the lab coat.
"Are you really okay with it? To get left on the moon for who knows how long?"
Stanley paused, he rarely hesitated to say what was on his mind. Her [E/C] eyes stared up at him, it stirred a feeling in his chest he couldn't decipher.
"If it's what the job requires, then I have to go."
"This isn't an obligation, not anymore. This is your life...our life." [Y/N] felt his hand brush her [H/C] hair, trying to comfort her.
Xeno closed his eyes, rubbing circles on her back. He kept his cool act up, trying to keep everyone reassured, even if he didn't want Stanley to go either.
"Xee, when Stan gets petrified we turn to stone ourselves."
They paused in their actions, she wasn't being wistful or optimistic. [Y/N] said it like a statement, one he really couldn't argue with. Xeno smiled, opening his eyes and nodding at her.
"Consider it done."
Stanley pulled away, sighing deeply. He didn't want them to sit in the dark again, for the third time. And yet, that selfish feeling he got when [Y/N] hugged him and turned to stone next to him, was present once again. Love really was a finicky emotion, wanting to be with his lovers no matter what.
His caramel eyes trailed over their gazes, both waiting for his thoughts on the condition. Bringing a hand up to brush his blonde hair back he sent them a smile, feeling his eyes annoyingly tear up.
"Yeah, you did make a commitment to me. Till death do us part was it?"
"Death parted us twice now." Xeno huffed out a laugh, earning him a poke to the chest. [Y/N] extended her hand out, bringing Stanley back into the hug. The pads of her fingers gently wiped his eye, caressing his cheek and holding them both closer.
It didn't take long for them to settle down, trying to enjoy the time they still had together. Xeno had fetched some paper and pens, drawing out sketches for the rocket while observing Stanley holding [Y/N]'s waist to position her better.
"What if i accidentally shoot you?"
"From this angle? I'd be impressed." She rolled her eyes, feeling him smack her ass as a sign to tell her she was ready. He backed off giving her space, holding onto the lab coat she handed to him a few minutes ago.
The sun was getting harsher, [Y/N] tried not to get distracted by how a thin layer of sweat coated the blonde standing nearby. Thankfully her clothing allowed her to breathe in.
"For every bullseye, I get a kiss." [Y/N] smugly held Stanley's gun tighter, aimed it at a target, and pulled the trigger.
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"Bambi..."
"I KILLED IT!" She rushed to the tree, staring at the dead chonky bird that fell from its nest. Stanley walked up to her, holding the animal by the leg and dangling it back and forth.
"Nice shot."
Xeno turned his face away focusing on his work, knowing that if she saw him holding in a laugh she'd be upset. The soldier had been trying for years to teach her how to shoot a gun, safe to say it was still shaky.
"Xee, I can hear you..."
"I'm sorry, [Y/N]."
Stanley didn't hide his amusement, nearly doubling over with laughter. His wife tackled him to the ground, sitting on his stomach and trying to shut him up. He gulped in the air to try and calm down, holding her thighs in his hands.
"Take a good look, honey." She pointed at her clothes. "Remember that night? I'll have you squirming again soon."
"Is it really punishment if I enjoyed it?"
"Wasn't he crying, Xee?"
Xeno vividly recalled Stan being left a whimpering mess by them, tears escaping his caramel eyes. Being overstimulated for what seemed like an eternity, his soldier bravado had melted away the moment he was laid down.
Probably their favorite anniversary celebrated.
"He was, a lot."
"You would've been moaning, but your face was stuffed in this one's cunt." Stanley playfully slid a hand under her skirt, bumping a finger in between her legs.
Her cheeks flared up at his boldness, checking around praying no one was nearby to hear or see that. Xeno didn't seem to mind, continuing to utilize his rocket science expertise. He leaned back momentarily, tapping his lips when his spouses turned to look at him.
"Say what you want, but don't forget I was deemed the best seat in the house." Xeno then looked away, picking up his pen once again.
[Y/N] covered her face, groaning loudly a their stupid antics. Trying to rile each other up, knowing it would only end in her being teased. Warmth sprouted in her lower stomach like a stubborn seed growing, his thumb was now rubbing circles around her clit.
"We're in public...Stan..."
"Got to stay quiet then, bambi."
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"Why is she crying?" Gen whispered, leaning closer to an equally weirded-out Senku. They both stared at [Y/N] looking defeated, [E/C] eyes filled with shimmering tears.
In front of her? A campfire, with a skinned bird rotating on a stick and getting cooked.
"She's eaten armadillo before, why is a bird any different?" The mentalist only earned a shrug in response, the duo was approached by Xeno, whose lips twitched trying to hold in a smile. He crossed his arms keeping his onyx eyes on his wife, being comforted by a smoking Stanley, who patted her lower back in a gentle rhythm.
"[Y/N] accidentally killed it." He truly felt for her emotions, but the whole situation was too hilarious to him.
Senku sighed while Gen grimaced, her being this sad was now very understandable, well only the black-white-haired male understood, Senku didn't.
"I never want to hold a gun again."
"Do you want that kiss now? Technically it was a bulls..." The soldier's words trailed off, watching his wife suck in a deep breath and crying all over again.
"I'm a murderer!" [Y/N]'s eyes were covered, Stanley trying to not let her see Francois preparing the bird.
It reminded him of how she reacted when she noticed Suika wasn't the cute little kid she adopted, now in her late teens. He'd much rather have her crying over situations like these, than anything too serious.
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"So, how about some last-minute projects before the moon launch?"
Immediately everyone jumped in with their suggestions, a microwave, washing machine, video camera (she got one too), plastic wrap and even a smartphone for Taiju.
After the creations were done, Senku lingered behind everyone, scarlet eyes softening seeing them happy. Everyone except a certain [H/C] haired doctor.
"Nothing you want?"
"My husband and kid to not get stuck on the moon."
He didn't bother correcting her, knowing that no matter what he'd always be the cute science kid in her eyes. Senku crossed his arms, not knowing if he should let her know about a potential plan Chrome and Suika worked on.
It was worth a try, but not a high chance, at least, not enough to give her what might be false hope. He sighed, realizing she had every right to know, whether he wanted to save her the extra heartache, didn't matter now.
"We're building a return rocket, there's no guarantee it'll work. The rocket is going to be sent by parts, and assembled on the moon."
"What's the percental chance?"
"I...I don't know."
Those words scared her more than anything else, she reached out to hold Senku's hand. He glanced down at her seated figure, squeezing her hand in response.
"Please, please do everything you can to come back home."
His scarlet eyes began to gloss over, trying to smile away the painful tugs in his heart. [Y/N] would forever be his only motherly figure, even if they had never met in person before the petrification, her love and care were clearly received through her emails and video calls.
"I promise to do my best." Senku shook away the feelings, going back to his normal self.
"Now, aside from that, do you not want anything materialistic?"
"Well, three materialistic things, and two humans."
He blinked, hands still joined together.
"You can make me a bed, large enough for three people, and have the American team search for my dad and Ruby."
"Disgusting." He teased her, he knew who Ruby was, often being sent pictures of [Y/N] and the head maid, he would issue her revival first then have the maid identify her father. "You have no shame, asking your kid for a bed."
"You don't want to know the other two things, worry not, Xeno's got it."
"...Let go of my hand."
"Nope~"
Despite his clearly displeased words, Senku worked harder on the bed, not even Taiju's phone had gotten this much thought process. Was it silly to plan out this bed's materials and structure so meticulously? Yes, he could be doing other things.
The bed was the comfiest thing ever. How it surpassed her expensive bed from the past, would continue to baffle her till the end of time itself. She snuggled up to the pillow, face down and ass up, her feet kicking the mattress in pure happiness.
Ruby had been found and revived, they stayed on call almost all day, and sadly the night had come too soon. [D/N] was still being searched for, he was away at a meeting when the beam happened. After saying a temporary goodbye, Senku showed her the new bed, not lingering enough to see her like...well like this.
"Oh look, we have a little present." Xeno walked into the room, steps faltering lightly noticing how her large white t-shirt rode up her thighs, showing off her cute pink underwear. The blonde pushed the scientist gently into the room, closing the door behind them. Stanley couldn't risk letting anyone see his wife like this.
"Yeah we do, look at this beauty!" [Y/N] let her body collapse like a stiff board, enjoying the way her body sunk into the pure plush.
The husbands exchanged a glance, was she that happy, to the point of letting Xeno's words fly over her head? Stanley bit on the unlit cigarette, knowing he couldn't light it up in their shared room.
"Get changed, or naked, and get in here." [Y/N] lifted up the thick cover, she needed to thank Yuzuriha for her clothing and this divine blanket. She relished in the warmth, it was going to be a cold night, so she needed them in bed ASAP.
"You'd like that, perv." Stanley teased, removing his tracksuit-like outfit, slipping on sweatpants, and leaving his torso bare. Xeno did the same, knowing full well he'd end up naked in just a short moment.
"I asked Xeno to make condoms and lube, so yeah, I'd like that."
Xeno tapped the drawer near their new bed, sending a smirk toward the blinking blonde. The scientist was pulled closer, [Y/N] resting her chin and hands on his stomach, both of them waiting for Stanley to take a course of action. She was happy, but definitely not innocently like he had initially thought.
"I'm the one going to the moon, so, it's only fair I get to lead. Everything."
Oh. [Y/N]'s eye twitched, earning heavy laughter from Xeno. Her threat from a few days ago was swiftly dodged, he'd be the one holding the reigns and that scared her as much as it excited her.
"Get in before I change my mind."
Stanley approached her, setting a knee on the edge of the bed and leaning his body forward to stare down at her. His hand grasped her chin, prying her lips open with his thumb, caramel eyes half-lidded when she lightly bit his finger.
"Like you could ever resist a good time."
Yeah no, [Y/N] wouldn't let this pass by. Xeno had made them a means of protection while living at the castle, but during their third year, it had somehow stopped being a frequent thing, too focused on their progress and the long journey of war.
The night was hard, no pun intended, trying to cover up their sounds. [Y/N] would launch herself into space and let the shutter open wide if Ukyo's hyper-hearing ears caught onto what the trio was doing. It seemed like their efforts were in vain, the banana-dressed man only sent her awkward smiles and averted his eyes whenever she'd try to ask him about it.
'Hey, Ukyo...how good are your ears?'
'Oh, uhm...not that good....'
'He's lying, but I'm pretty sure everyone heard you [Y/N].' Senku put in zero effort to help out the mortified doctor.
Kohaku apologized to the husband duo profusely, all three watching [Y/N] dancing with Ryusui by the fire, a cup of wine in her hand. Droplets spilled everywhere with every twirl she was put in, the pirate-pilot was suddenly dragged into it but he didn't mind it one bit.
"Well, at least it made her forget about the bird?" Xeno tried to reason, whenever she'd get drunk it was like her memories were made to be a jumbled mess.
"She probably forgot about our marriage too." Kohaku paled at those words, was the forgetful woman trying to flirt with Ryusui?
"I'll make sure she doesn't do anything throughout the night! Promise." Stanley shook his head, puffing out trails of smoke. He pointed a finger at the dancing pair, Kohaku's eyes following the direction.
"Ryusui! I'm getting married!" [Y/N] smiled brightly, finishing the liquid in her cup only for it to get refilled by an equally drunk Chrome. "Red carpet, purple flowers and onyx table decorations. Caramel cake...It's going to be perfect...."
Ryusui froze when [Y/N] suddenly stopped her happy steps. A pout overtook her smile, staring up at the pilot with teary eyes.
"Wait, where is my dad going to get the oysters? or the yummy caviar...the golden flakes..." He gave her a nervous smile, sending pleading eyes to Stanley and Xeno.
They received the message loud and clear, replacing him as her dance partners. Xeno rubbed her cheek affectionately, wiping her tears with his thumb. The droplets lingered on her eyelashes. Stanley distracted her with a chaste kiss, snatching the alcohol from her grasp.
"I'm sorry, our wedding won't be as grand. That stupid bitch on the moon ruined everything, I had a special wine bottle prepared for our future honeymoon.." She sniffled, Xeno was looking a little blurry to her. "Dad managed to get his hands on the 1945 Romanée Conti bottle."
Stanley had no clue what that was, Xeno on the other hand felt his cheeks light up despite his best effort to avoid it. The scientist had expressed slight interest in said wine before they were even dating, he mentioned it to her when she asked about his opinion on alcohol.
He felt a pinch on his reddened face, Xeno was ready to send a slight glare toward Stanley, but his eyes softened instead, seeing the genuine smile on the blonde's face. He sighed, holding and cuddling up to the warm hand.
"You remembered that?"
"Of course, I memorize your guys' talks. What kind of a girlfriend would I be if I didn't? A wine bottle and the newest gun model on the market. I even had it customized with our names on it and sparkly hearts, it's gone now..."
Her words were slowly getting clearer, only lightly slurred now. Her hand clenched and then opened slowly, blinking in confusion. [Y/N] was about to take another sip, now just realizing her cup was gone.
Stanley had finished the rest of it and secretly handed the empty cup to a fast Kohaku. He didn't let her linger on her realization, the blonde pulled in Xeno closer, sandwiching [Y/N] between them tightly.
"We'll make them again, one day."
Xeno nodded in agreement, well maybe not the bottle unless they made one and turned to stone enough years for it to age properly—or waited till they were like eighty years old to drink it.
"I'll have to save up all my dragos, will the price change with the new economy though?" She hummed, letting her head fall back on Stanley's chest, looking up into the starry sky in deep thought. [Y/N] suddenly sprung up, nose bumping into Xeno's.
"I need to discuss this with Ryusui." Placing a quick peck on both their lips she ran off, nearly tackling the unexpecting pilot.
Stanley lit up a cigarette, turning his attention to Xeno who was containing his blush. The soldier intertwined their hands, standing closer to the fire with his lover.
"That bottle, how much was it worth?"
"Last I heard about it, the 1945 bottle was auctioned off at around $558,000 in 2018, meaning [D/N] bought it a year prior to the wedding."
"...and the gun?"
"The newest 'model' at the time, was actually a thrown-away prototype, it was a high-end revolver with a literal aim assist feature, not to mention a small touch screen. You could receive messages, use a gps...like a phone. " Xeno hummed, rubbing his thumb over Stanley's finger. "The initial cost was estimated to be around a million, that plus the customization and the...very illegally bought gun, I'd say over two million."
"Should we lock up her dragos?"
"Yes."
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Even if she was warned it wasn't a 100% possibility, [Y/N] clung onto that small glimmer of hope. Everything had finally been set up, the suits were made, the rocket was ready and the astronauts were currently putting on their new attire.
She put on the face mask, entering the contained area with Xeno trailing a little behind. Stanley stood there looking like a damn bulky toy, [Y/N] snickered, earning her a sharp glare.
"At last, the fateful—"
[Y/N] raised a hand to stop him, knowing he was about to deliver some Disney villain-level speech.
"This is the part where you kiss and let me record." She revealed the video camera, bouncing from foot to foot. They smiled, matching her energy.
Xeno approached the soldier, pulling his mask down to press a firm kiss. Without missing a beat she rolled the film, evilly giggling when Stanley furthered the kiss, his tongue slipping between Xeno's lips.
When they pulled apart the scientist acted nonchalant, pulling up the mask and hiding his blush and purple-stained lips. He pulled out a small box out from his coat's pocket.
"Can't smoke in space, but how about chewing tobacco shaped like cigarettes?"
Stanley took the box, brushing his fingers against Xeno's palm. Immediately he put one between his lips, testing out the thoughtful creation.
[Y/N]'s [E/C] eyes shun brighter than the sun itself, happy she caught the moment on camera. She quickly put the object in Xeno's awaiting hands, knowing she was eager to get her potentially last kiss in.
She approached her astronaut-soldier husband, watching him slowly take out the tobacco stick. Getting on her tippy toes to give him peppered kisses, his lipstick slowly faded from how rough she did so, smearing on the corners of his lips and her own lips.
"I love you." She murmured, taking out a handkerchief, cleaning his lips and her own. Applying a fresh coat of his signature color, she slipped off her lab coat, bringing up the collar near his face.
"Kiss it." It was a command, he let his lips linger on the fabric, making sure the color planted onto it perfectly. Pulling away and sending her a soft smile.
"Love you too. Love you." He sent the second pair of words to Xeno, who was recording their moment. He gazed up, onyx eyes gently shimmering in adoration.
"Love you too."
All three were nearly in tears, it was scary to think how badly this could all go down. Best case scenario was Stanley being turned to stone and staying in tact till he could be rescued, even then, it didn't sit right with them.
[Y/N] walked out holding hands with Xeno, she was trying hard to keep herself together. Senku had allowed her to press a kiss on his forehead with no fuss, reminding her of the promise he made to her months ago.
"What if it blows up?" Xeno's eyebrow twitched hearing those words, the stiff smile on his face was getting wider, trying to keep his shocked wife calm.
Gen felt the sharp glare, stuttering out a batter line...sort of. "I-I mean it's fiiineee, if they blow up, we just have to find the pieces and glue them back together~"
"I'd spend decades finding your little stone bits, so that Yuzuriha could piece you back together!" Taiju yelled out with tears springing up, Yuzuriha standing nearby with the same expression.
"Heh, I bet you'd try."
"Not try, we'd do it. My husband and kid don't deserve to be scattered around." [Y/N] smirked, trying to show confidence, even if her body wanted to drop onto the floor in worry.
The astronauts were petrified, everyone was now collectively counting down. Nervousness was being bounced around, the rocket looked like a huge shooting star, heading straight for space.
Xeno was sitting by the microphone, one connected directly to the rocket's radio. She was sitting in front of a computer screen, looking at a bunch of numbers she didn't understand.
"3"
"2"
"1"
Everyone cheered when they were notified they made it safely, Xeno leaned forward.
"Ah, Senku. I take it you're awake now."
"So our gear isn't busted, this was your doing Xeno."
"Well, liquid doesn't flow normally in zero gravity, as a precaution I scheduled your revival a bit early." Gen was standing behind Xeno, smiling at how the older man was hiding his true intentions.
"Not shocked huh? You and Xeno cooked up this little plot? Creeps me out having you old dudes doting on me." Senku's voice was slightly distorted, most likely due to the satellite's quality.
"Doting? Definitely not for you." Stanley chuckled, taking out his chewing tobacco box.
"[Y/N] insisted on giving you a moment to yourself, Xeno and I aren't capable of saying no to our cute wife."
"Really kicking it up a notch in the motherly department, huh."
"Don't go stealing my lines!" She invaded Xeno's personal space, nearly gobbling up the mic. "Is it pretty, honey?"
"I have something prettier waiting back on earth, but yeah, it's nice."
Leave it to Stanley to flirt even up in beautiful space, however, she knew he was only trying to distract her from the situation. [Y/N] relaxed, Xeno holding her hand tightly.
Both their efforts quickly burned down, Xeno noticed that their communication was now one-way. They all froze, hearing that the cause of the issue was a strand of petrified hair.
"What are the chances of it being mine?" [Y/N] gulped, she had gotten up and personal with them before the launch. What if her husband gets stuck in space because of her?
"Extremely low, nearly impossible. Your hair was covered." Xeno reassured her, but it didn't really matter who it belonged to, they needed to fix it.
"OUTER SPACE IS MINE! ALL MINE!! HA HA!"
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"He could be your right hand in a villain movie, darling."
"I have you and Stan, no need for more."
"Really? Shame, I was thinking of getting Francois in on the ride." Xeno's heart skipped a beat hearing her giggle at her own silly joke, it was truly fascinating how deep-rooted feelings never seemed to dwindle, no matter how much time had passed.
Ryusui managed to adjust unit 4, using his body and rotating like a gyroscope. The idea itself was so absurd that even Xeno looked utterly baffled, she could hear Senku cackling evilly from the radio.
Moments later the rocket was closer to the moon, [Y/N] munched on some rice balls further away from the equipment. She didn't need a grain of rice to fall somewhere and make it explode, or something like that.
"Communications with earth will be cut off soon, they'll rely on their own eyes and measurements. Keep your promises you two." Xeno glanced over his shoulder, seeing [Y/N] with stuffed cheeks, eyes completely locked onto the computer screens.
"Yeah yeah, we got it." Senku was initially fine with the risk of staying up on the moon, it was only changed when his 'mom' asked him to come back that his resolve cracked.
[Y/N] finally finished her snack, standing next to Xeno once again. The trio was finally taking their first steps on the moon, while Kohaku gleamed a bit, she quickly got back to the task.
"That's it? No profound romance about being on the moon?" The blonde reporter sweat dropped from the lack of enthusiasm.
"We're talking about an efficiency aficionado, a lady who goes hard and fast, and a soldier, whose romance lies with those two." Gen directed Minami's gaze to the duo standing close to the microphone. "They prioritize speed, especially with the limited amount of oxygen."
They drove around with the rover, passing by the old U.S. flag that was placed in 1969. The mission was going smoothly until some sort of miscommunication happened.
"Kohaku! Senku didn't say a word!" She had opened up the capsule, allowing it to escape its confinement.
"Thank you so much, for unlocking it for me."
It disturbed [Y/N] to hear Senku's voice be used like this, to deceive his friend in such a critical time. Her heart hammered in her chest, worried about them.
"All along...why-man was you."
"Please don't be an alien, please."
"Machine lifeforms dear, the medusas themselves were what formed why-man—"
"Do you wanna die?"
Gen awkwardly smiled, walking towards the mic and pulling it closer. "Ahem, dear Senku. I'm not sure if our new friends are capable of an honest conversation, but with new political enemies, negotiating has always begun with an immediate offering of a gift."
The gears in Senku's head turned, tuning out Kohaku asking what they could possibly gift this entity. He recalled the timing of the whys, the die question, everything led to this moment. It clicked a few seconds later, it was simple really.
"We can replenish your life force, by providing new diamond batteries. And in return, we request that you..."
[Y/N] side-eyed Gen, he was kind of looking very proud of Senku. This was something she needed to look into after everything settled down.
"Keep it polite, Senku—"
"QUIT FIRING OFF THOSE DAMN BEAMS EVERY CHANCE YOU GET!"
Everyone collectively deadpanned, the [H/C] haired doctor really wanted to say 'I expected more' but this? This was Senku through and through.
"Why?"
"Dumb ass parasite, it wanted help but in the process destroyed the technology that could." She muttered, hearing Senku and Xeno exchange more information on this, the medusas thought we'd be grateful to have been given some sort of immortality. Mildly ruined her marriage plans, and trips.
"Why?"
...
"Why?"
"On that note, why-man. I want to negotiate, just you and me, face-to-face."
"What?" [Y/N] nearly knocked over a shocked Xeno, without a view on Senku, Stanley wouldn't have a clear line of sight in case he needed to save him.
"[Y/N], trust me."
With his last words, communication with the white and green haired boy was cut off, leaving everyone in the dark for a while. If anyone could talk to some weird mechanical alien thing, it would be Senku, she was sure of that.
It felt like an eternity before they could hear both Senku and the medusa again.
"Probability is near zero percent."
"Near zero sounds about right." She took a deep breath in, hearing his voice reach her ears. "But near zero, ain't zero. Not when it comes to us."
"Abandonment is your kind's fate, my kind will seek other planets and more intelligent organisms. However, I may be taken by you and only I. This body is yours to destroy, to kill. A creation out of this world, that excites me."
"Careful Gen, it sounds like it's confessing to your boyfriend."
"My what!?"
She ignored his splutters, seeing Xeno with a grin told her it was going to be okay. This was over, now all that she needed was her husband back on earth and they could move on from the constant fear of being loomed over by some entity.
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Except [Y/N] truly didn't think it would look so cute, sitting inside the small capsule with the drawn-on face. She snatched it off Senku's hip, coddling it close to her face.
Stanley, Xeno, and Senku shared a knowing glance. Watching the woman practically jump up and down in pure glee.
"I presume this is the doctor you mentioned."
"Yeah, looks like she's adopted you too."
"My kind has no parental figures, we hold no family value—"
"Oh my god! Screw your secret plan, I'm keeping them." Technically, this was some sort of alien, a theory she was scared to know back then, but not now.
Senku struggled to pry the damn thing out of her grasp, managing to get it back when Stanley intervened, and even he took a while. They settled into a quieter space, only them four being present.
"So, why did you tell this cutie about me?"
"Heh, why don't you ask your question again, why-man?"
"Why was the promise of eternal life rejected?"
Oh. So that's why. She crossed her arms, standing closer to the capsule set on the table.
"Humans naturally fear death, and some would do anything to stay alive. My job is to give second, third, or even more chances to a lot of people, so of course I'd love to see everyone I treat stay healthy and live on...however..." [Y/N] paused, thinking of her next words.
"If every single human on earth was immortal, we'd be run dry of our supplies, food and water would be scarce, and would most likely cause a panic. At my old hospital, the number of babies delivered in a day was almost equal to the lives we lost, it sadly had a very neat balance. Aside from those facts, your petrification was scary."
The machinery clicked, keeping quiet and receiving the information without a single complaint.
"It was dark, quiet, and had us mentally battling for thousands of years. Everything we knew and loved was gone, we struggled to rise from the bottom, and it's going to take a long time to get it all back. Eternal life, isn't something we should ever have our hands on."
"I see. So this is a motherly figure, I believe the terms used were 'nagging' followed by a sense of adoration."
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"You'd never say that to [Y/N]'s face." Stanley chuckled at Xeno's words, being there when Senku said it, the soldier was extremely surprised he admitted to his feelings so openly.
"Okay well I was saying all of that as a human and doctor, but, does that mean you understand the concept of a mom now?"
"Still incomprehensible, continuing research on this matter."
[Y/N] hugged Senku tightly, nearly crushing his bones. Truly, he never intended for her to know how he felt, knowing she'd get all mushy like so. Can't say he hated the hugs though.
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Several years later...
"What's wrong?"
Senku's scarlet eyes blinked, [Y/N] had been in a very suspicious quiet mood, dragging him out the laboratory and to a quiet secluded area.
"How far along are you guys on the time machine progress?"
"[Y/N]." His voice was firm, that was the only way to stop her dodging questions.
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...
"I'm pregnant, and I don't know who the father is."
"They're both the damned fathers!" He deadpanned, sighing loudly into the palm of his hand. He was stressing over nothing, feeling his worry melt away into mild annoyance from the scare she gave him.
"WELL NO SHIT! But I...I don't know, they both always cu—"
"Shut up! For this conversation I'm your kid, keep the details to yourself."
Her lips shut, holding in the chuckle from seeing his disgusted face. She truly had no real reason to be this nervous, her husbands would accept the baby with open arms no matter what. Still, she was worried it would interfere with their work.
"When do you plan on letting them know?'
"I found out this morning, one of the scientists did me a favor of creating a few pregnancy tests." She muttered, feeling a headache start to take over.
"First we have to calm you down, then we'll figure it out. Let's talk about it over lunch."
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"Heteropaternal superfecundation?" Stanley quirked an eyebrow, he was on his knees in front of his very pregnant wife, rubbing lotion on her legs.
Xeno was filling up a small pouch with warm water, his hands were a bit shaky receiving the updated news on the pregnancy.
"It's a super rare occurrence, twins who have different biological fathers." [Y/N] almost collapsed onto the ground when she was notified, her curiosity led her to get a DNA test. The ultrasounds were so obscure, only being able to see one singular child, so she never thought for a second it could ever be two.
The scientist approached her, pressing the warm water pouch on her aching back, rubbing gentle circles on her stiff shoulders.
"Screw my shoulders, my tits are hurting." Xeno chuckled, sliding his hand forward and cupping her chest, first roughly squeezing them to ease the tension then rubbing softly.
Stanley finished up her legs, washing his hands quickly then grabbed the oil bottle she was given as a gift from Yuzuriha. He raised her maternal nightgown, applying the liquid to her swollen belly. [Y/N] was scared to get excessive stretch marks from popping out two kids in a single sitting.
"This fucking sucks, and it's only been three months. No more kids, two is enough, one for each right? You guys are happy, right? This is okay?" Her hormones were all over the place, one minute she'd be happy then the next she'd be sobbing hysterically, like when Stanley dropped her long-awaited chocolate cake.
"We're happy, bambi, I promise."
"Everything is okay my dear, we'll be here every step of the way, for this pregnancy and any future ones you desire."
"Shut uuuup~" She cried into her hands, their words fell with love and warmth, reassuring her that it truly was all okay. Those nicknames still caused her to melt on the spot, and now held such an important role in her life.
The months that followed were hard on [Y/N], thankfully her husbands and surprisingly Senku were catering to her every need and want. Kohaku, Ruri, and Suika often took her out on walks, setting up beach days and Francois was paid to cook whatever the pregnant woman craved.
Xeno focused on his work, but balanced time for his wife and husband perfectly. He was doing his best to keep her mind occupied, ordering doctors to send her some patient files to look over. She was definitely going to work at the newest hospital building that was made, furthering her research and sharing her talents once she recovered.
Stanley held shooting and combat lessons, smoking as much as he could, he can't smoke near his wife nor would he be able to when the kids are still young. From forcing Xeno to eat when he was too focused on his project, to keeping his concerned stares to himself whenever his wife would be eating the most baffling food combinations, Stanley was surprisingly keeping it all together. He couldn't afford to have a weak mind, especially when it involved his spouses.
"I have a feeling she won't be happy to see our faces during it." Xeno murmured, looking at Stanley who masked his nervousness by ruffling his blonde hair.
"Our hands are going to be exposed to a dangerous hazard." Sharing a dry laugh, they finally entered the room.
They really, really underestimated the sheer force their wife would have when giving birth. Stanley now truly understood the monstrous grip [Y/N] showed signs of having before, feeling his fingers getting literally crushed as she squeezed tighter.
"GET THEM OUT OF ME!" She screamed tugging Xeno down on accident, he nearly crashed onto her body from the sudden pull, miraculously catching himself and gripping the headrest.
"Never letting your DAMNED DICKS NEAR ME AGAIN!" A hard push later and one of the twins was out, being wrapped in a white blanket. The doctor settled between her legs and got ready to deliver the second one, sending her reassuring words.
Stanley wiped away the sweat building on her forehead, cheeks flushed and tears dripping. He bent down to press a sweet kiss, pulling away to see her [E/C] eyes staring directly into his caramel ones.
She sniffled, feeling overwhelmed with so many emotions at once. Her lips parted to ask for another kiss when she suddenly groaned loudly at the contractions starting again.
"One more push!"
Both babies were placed in her arms, the nurses helping out stepped out giving them privacy, while the doctor stayed back to clean up [Y/N].
"Oh my, they're beautiful." She wept, leaning down to press kisses to their heads. Neither were crying, softly blinking up at their mother. [Y/N] laughed, realizing that these truly were their kids.
Her little girl had blonde hair, her baby boy on the other hand had white hair—their eyes, were a pretty shade of [E/C]. The perfect balance between them three.
Xeno and Stanley quickly picked up the kids, noticing their wife's eyes slowly shut. They nearly snapped their necks towards the doctor who jumped from the sharp gazes.
"She's just tired, everything here is fine." She left the room before they could continue their scary faces, gently closing the door.
It was opened a few minutes later, Senku trailed inside with a hospital gown and a face mask. Scarlet eyes softened up seeing the bundles of joy, finger lightly poking their chubby cheeks.
"So, these are my newest siblings huh?" He whispered, feeling relief flood his body when he noticed [Y/N] was alright and just sleeping off the delivery.
"Nice to see you finally accepted your title." Stanley chuckled, letting Senku hold the calm baby close to his chest.
"He never really had a choice, [Y/N] has been babying him since they met."
Senku rolled his eyes at Xeno's words, the smile on his face not faltering in the slightest. The baby made grabby hands towards the leek's face, [E/C] eyes wide with curiosity.
"If they didn't look like you two, they'd be much cuter."
"Shut up." The woman in the bed murmured softly, nuzzling up to the pillow. Her moment of lucidity was cut short, lulling back into a deep sleep once again.
Taking care of the babies was most of the time a smooth ride, they rarely cried, only doing so when they wanted to sleep or eat. The rare times when they would cry non-stop it felt like her life force was being shredded into particles, desperation and tears overtook her—calming down when her husbands would jump in with zero hesitation and allowing her to rest.
"They're finally asleep." [Y/N] sighed in relief, taking a few steps backs and hitting Stanley's chest. He held her body weight and guided her to bed, laying down first and allowing her back to rest against his chest.
The door was slowly opened, Xeno came in taking off his tie, shrugging off the lab coat.
"Did you see that, Stan? Him and ties."
"He never lets us take it off for him."
Xeno's lips quirked up into a bright smile, putting on his pajamas and making his way to his lovers. The whole situation was reminiscent of the past, a moment he held dear. His head laid down on her chest, cuddling up to the warmth, feeling Stanley's hands rub his shoulders.
"Because it always ends up in sex."
They shared a quick laugh together, holding each other closer.
"Sleep time, before they wake us up." Xeno held her [H/C] hair, twirling it in his fingers before allowing sleep to take over. His lovers shortly followed after.
It was going to take a long time to get their old lives back, slowly but surely, and that comforted her in a way she couldn't explain. It wasn't just them three anymore, they were joined by two little mini versions.
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•[Y/N]'s dad was ecstatic to hold another wedding, taking his drunk daughter's rambles too seriously. This time, she had to pay for everything, it was shocking to see her be richer than him in this new world but he was proud.
•The calm babies turned out to be mischievous gremlins, often being indulged by Senku, who loved showing his little siblings how to create rockets—and scaring the trio-parents whenever they'd hear explosions inside their new house.
•Ruby still worked for [Y/N], assuring her that taking care of the kids while they all went to work, was a job she truly adored.
•Stanley and Xeno were sex banned for a while, their wife being too scared to risk another pregnancy. That wall crumbled when the scientists gifted her plan b pills for her birthday, it was mortifying, to say the least.
Everything was going perfectly fine, and [Y/N] would never trade it for anything in the world.
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Definitely not as detailed as the last post, I didn't have a lot of creative freedom with the obvious timeline that happens after the petrification.
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