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StanXeno are Gen's parents AU but there's a problem with Sengen:
Gen: We discussed this a little and we collectively decided to leave our second name as Ishigami-Asagiri
Stanley: No.
Gen: But why???
Xeno: Yeah, Stanley! Why?
Stanley: Gen's already Asagiri-Snyder-Wingfield. Do you want him to be Ishigami-Asagiri-Snyder-Wingfield now?
Xeno: Oh.
Gen: Well, it doesn't work that way, y'know!
Senku: No-no! He has a point! People already joking about you collecting second names as treasure.
Stanley: And don't get me started on that Ryusui guy.
Gen: Ohhhh.... Wait. Please don't-
Stanley: What will happen if he finally gets that fancy polyamory he wants so bad?
Xeno: That would a catastrophe!
Senku: Yeah. He-he
Gen: Don't you dare! I know what you want to say!!
Senku: What's up, Gen Ishigami-Asagiri-Nanami-Snyder-Wingfield?
Stanley: Pfff-...
Gen: You two are the errible-tay! I can believe you've tried to kill each other during our first trip to America!
Xeno: Oh what found memories. Come to think of it. You and your team was elegant. How did you call yourselfs? Five generals?
Gen: I have a bad feeling about this...
Senku: PFFFFT! HA-HA-HA! Imagine if we all married!? What kind of a second name would that be, aye, mentalist?
Gen: No. Shut up. Shut up right now!
Stanley: siiiiiiign What the matter? You don't like being Ishigami-Asagiri-Nanami-Sayonji-Chrome-Snyder-Wingfield?
Everyone laughs expect from Gen
Gen: I want a divorce. And to be an orphan again
God damn, pretty guys. Love their expressions and poses, they’re full of feeling(gay. The feeling is gay.)
doodle dump + WIP
I've talked once before about how Xeno needs Stan yet holds him back, but today I want to look at how much Stan's presence is also a detriment to Xeno and how his dependence on him leads to aggressive and (frankly) self destructive behavior.
Stanley is very put together, strategic, and calm until Xeno is taken away from him. While everyone else understood that Xeno wasn't in any real danger, and Stan out of everyone knew the connection of mentor / mentee guaranteed a safe and even healthy and stimulating environment for Xeno, he still snapped.
He immediately lost composure and fell for the stupid medusa trick, letting them pass unharmed. He made brash decisions when trying to take Xeno back, and eventually lashed out and murdered everyone with more force and violence than necessary to get him back.
Because of all this, I always see Xeno as an anchoring stone for Stan. And I like to imagine that they both see Stan as an emotional anchor for Xeno, even though, historically, he very much is not
Stan allows Xeno to tip into the dictator mindset and feeds into that wish. He would kill anyone who gets in his way and will hold Xeno on a pedestal, away from everyone who has hurt or undermined him, only further allowing the detrimental mindset of "us vs them" to grow and separate him more. Honestly, Stan doesn't notice it, but his presence in Xeno’s life is largely a bad thing. Instead of letting Xeno vent his frustrations in a healthy way, then return to humanity as a part of it, he allows the disillusion of being the only person able to lead the world to fester in his mind. Stanley is an enabler of sorts, allowing Xeno to check out from reality and from the consequences of his actions.
It isn't until Xeno is forced to live without him and strike his own balance in the KOS that his mentality changes. He softens again, finds faith and hope in humanity and creates lasting relationships with others who value science and truth just like him.
This is further proven when the people he's closest to in the Kingdom of Science go missing and he immediately starts to revert back to the mentality of "us vs them" when dealing with others. That same mentality crept up when he addressed the scientific committee and it was GEN who stopped and calmed him where Stan was content to stand back and allow his brash action to continue.
Their relationship can be seen as fairly simple and straight forward, even sweet at first glance. But the more one looks at it, the more layers of toxicity reveal themselves. There's always something new to focus on.
LMAOOOO THATS SO FUNNY I CANT
Stanley’s face is making me cry lmao it’s so disappointed/concerned. He’s so concerned. Zeno the children need you. Come home stop talking to children on the internet.
My cursed friend’s takeaway after we watched Senku’s and Xeno’s flashbacks in s4 ep7
Lmao I love this. In Zeno’s mind, this is what happens lol
This is what last ep looked like to me
Apologies to all Stan fans 😔
I am a firm Stanley hater. I hate him as a person, and I think he’s a decent character. But damn I hate his anime colors. I don’t even know why! Something about the yellow ass hair with random honey-brown eyes rubs me the wrong way. I’m sorry all Stan lovers, but this is not it💀
Like he’s supposed to be intimidating?? He just looks kind of goofy like that. I always draw him with super light blond hair and gray eyes. The warm colors contrast his personality too much.
Although I will admit I like how the hair parts by his ears are darker, giving the appearance of an undercut which looks cool, as well as the purple lipstick. He’s killing it. But again, the cool purple clashes weirdly with the warm hair and eyes. They did I a good job carrying over his eyelashes too, they look very nice.
They did something similar with Luna, where they took her colors but made them super bright and unflattering. Like sure the dress could be passed off because it’s a target, but her hair is so bright and cool toned, it doesn’t work for her. All together it feels too contrasting and is hard to look at.
I really like Zeno’s colors, but he’s basically monochrome so like🤷♀️. They got him right at least.
All of this is in my opinion. I apologize again to the Stanley fans. You guys write great fanfic and I love you<3
STANLEY SNYDER
At this point gen will probably die single lmao
Anyway the idea is from @putcreativenamehere. The original post:
also bonus xeno bailing his husband from jail (again)
I was so confused on the coloring in Dr. Stone until I saw a post that it wasn’t mean to be accurate.
The variation solely in Senku’s hair is INSANE it goes from light green to dark green, white to light green, white to dark green, in some it’s almost all white, in others the white is nonexistent
In some, the tips look fucking blue?? In some, the entirety of his hair looks blueish?? Sometimes the tips are so dark it’s almost black?? Sometimes the roots are so yellow it hurts
Kohaku’s eyes range from dark blue to emerald green
Xeno’s hair color goes from pure white to purple-ish white to BLOND
Senku’s eyes too - reddish brown to pure brown and a few pure red
The coloring on the Ishigami Villagers outfits goes from blue to brown to red and all over again (and I’m not just talking about the seasonal changes)
Gen’s hair goes from white and black to blonde and brown and Tsukasa’s goes from Blue-Black to full on brown
Stanley’s eyes go from purple to yellow?? His hair also goes from white to blonde?
Even just parts of clothing, like the inside of Senku’s shirt being blue??
Don’t even get me started on adult Kohaku being in two different places on the front and back cover of volume 19 istg (also, Senku’s outfit fades to red in this one where it never did before??)
Senku’s also on every spine except two (Volumes 3 and 6, which have Kohaku and Byakuya respectively)
Some of the outfit ones I could leave up to multiple pairs of clothes, and for a few you can even make hair color excuses as it grows out and changes, but what the fuck is up with the eyes
I have never seen a manga so inconsistent and I love it
Stanley screenshot redraw I did eueu
The scene if any1 gaf
Stanley X Xeno drawing XD
The pose ref that I found off TikTok :3
Stanley Snyder has the funniest character concept in Dr Stone:
He's a special ops soldier. He's a marine. He's a sniper. He's a pilot. He's somehow in his twenties.
He's the world's greatest marksman. He can fly a plane and shoot a machine gun at the same time. He looks like a supermodel, lipstick and mascara included.
The protagonists spent three volumes just running away from him. He turned the most overpowered character in the series into Swiss-cheese. The only way to stop him is to petrify the entire planet.
He's a queer-coded villain. It's the least problematic thing about him. He slaughtered the entire main cast. At the end of the series they give him a medal.
Xeno in whiteboard because yes
Lines and dots drove me mad
Stanley’s next it’s ganna be like a little mini comic like 3 pages top
Missed details and I apologize…
I wanted to do more but I have a seriously love-hate relationship with coloring anyways Stanley Snyder from Dr stone because I wanna talk about Dr stone with someone so bad…
Hi! I'm the anon that requested a while ago the Xeno/Stanley/jewel maker asexual. Loved the story you made for it, thank you so much ♡
If you feel like writing, my request would be Xeno and/or Stanley spending time with their gn!reader romantic partner, who's spending time in party or somewhere where there's a lot people. For a moment they get separated and then they find them being kissed and being far too close to someone.
Despite the smile and laugh reader does, the person is total stranger for them and trying to keep the stranger rather talking than kissing them. The reader is feeling very overwhelmed and silently pleading someone to get them out of the situation because they are afraid ro tell no and leaving is hard from the tight hug the stranger has them in and they don't want to resolve in violence.
After the intervention the reader would very much want to be more close to Xeno/&Stan and have more familiar closenes and affection after that unpleasant attention.
This request could be a follow up for the previous story but this can also be entirely it's own thing. I just wish to read Xeno and/or Stanley being protective over their romantic ace partner and soothe them calm with hugs and soft kisses ;w;
Am I happy with how this turned out? No not totally. However, I got it done and that's a good thing right?
Potential content warning for harassment
The car was silent.
There were no words spoken, no music playing through the speakers, nothing. Just pure and tense silence. No one knew what to say, where to even start, or if they should have a discussion at all. It hadn’t been your fault, that much all three of you knew. But even still. Stanley did just beat someone near to death in front of so many people.
The party had been going so well. You’d been having fun being out with the two of them, drinking and just being merry. But then you’d gotten separated, and someone had taken advantage of that. He’d pulled you aside, clung to you, and even kissed you without your permission. You’d tried to be calm and casual, tried to laugh off his actions as something done because he was totally inebriated. But no matter how hard you’d tried, he hadn’t wanted to let you go.
You’d made eye contact with Stanley, who had been looking for you, from across the room. He’d seen the building panic in your expression and snapped, rushing to your aid and putting the other man practically through the wall. It was easy to forget how viciously protective he could be sometimes.
A long sigh breaks the silence that had been sitting between you all for the past several minutes.
“Before you start-” Stanley speaks first, but gets cut off.
“Just what were you thinking?” Xeno asks. “There were better ways to handle that situation.”
“Heat of the moment,” Stanley says, earning himself another long, frustrated sigh. Xeno hadn’t seen what happened, but he’d been made aware of it.
“Regardless, you should have known better,” Xeno says.
“Yeah, I got it. I won’t do it again.”
You stay quiet in the back seat, just staring out the window until the car parks at your apartment, and the three of you head inside.
You get Stanley an ice pack for his bruising knuckles, moving around your shared space to keep yourself busy. You didn’t want to think about what had happened, or what could have happened, if someone hadn’t stepped in. Sure, it could have been handled non-violently, but at least you were safe.
Stanley’s voice calling your name startles you a little. He was sitting on the couch, one arm thrown over the back of it while the other rested on one of your throw pillows.
“C’mere,” He says, waving you over. You shuffle to his side, plopping down next to him when he pats the cushion next to him. He wraps the arm that was once on the back of the couch around you, and pulls you close. “You okay?”
You hesitate to answer the question for a moment. Were you okay? The man from the party hadn’t harmed you in any way. At least, not physically. You weren’t bruised or even had a single red mark from where he’d been grabbing at you. All you really suffered was the unwanted kissing and invitations to “take this upstairs.”
“I don’t know,” You admit softly. “I didn’t know what to do the whole time I just…”
“It’s alright,” He presses a soft kiss into your hair. Featherlight, like he’s worried he’ll break you.
“Thank you,” You murmur.
“Anytime,” He says. You curl into his side, feeling safer than you had all night. Stanley was always good at helping you to feel secure. Another body drops on your other side, Xeno scooting close as well.
Sandwiched between them, something new builds in your chest. The numbness that had been there before was fading into realization. You’d been scared. So scared. And now that you were home and safe and with the two people you loved most, your relief was flooding out of you. Tears form in your eyes, and though you try to will them away, they still fall down your cheeks.
Xeno shushes you gently, Stanley hugs you closer. Neither of them tell you not to cry.
“You know what I think?” Xeno asks. “I think we should get cleaned up, and get into bed.” Stanley nods in agreement, shifting so that he can stand. You’re pulled to your feet as well, and marched towards the bathroom.
They don’t shower with you, mindful of the boundaries you’d placed at the beginning of your relationship, but once you’re done they tuck you in bed first with some snacks and a bottle of water before going and cleaning up and changing as well.
While you wait, you think more about tonight, wondering if there was more you could have done. If you’d been more firm, maybe he would have left you alone. Maybe he wouldn’t have tried to force himself on you.
It wasn’t your fault. You had to remind yourself of that. You hadn’t asked for him to bother you, and you’d tried to direct him away when he started getting too friendly. The situation wasn’t on you, it was solely on him.
Your loves join you in bed finally, each laying on opposite sides of you like always. They liked sleeping together like this with you, liked just getting to be close. It had taken some time for you to get comfortable with it, but now you weren’t sure you could sleep alone unless you absolutely had to. They never asked for more than what you offered.
They let you pick whatever you want to watch on the little bedroom television, and the three of you just veg out together for a while. Stanley holds your hand in his bruised one, running his fingers lightly across your palm. Occasionally, Xeno presses a featherlight kiss to your shoulder or head. It’s soft, quiet affection that they give. Whispers of promises that no matter what, they were always there. Always by your side. Always willing to step in when you were scared.
I know this is cliche (i love cliche plots and details!!!) but what if xeno and stanley had partner who gets into an accident that leads them to have amnesia? Having no memory of themselve or who anyone is or where they even are like... everything is just weird, new and feels unfamiliar! Would you write stan and xeno trying to make their partner remember them again, to help them return their memories? (Write only if you have time and energy, this can wait as long as senku can count 💝)
I'm dying this is so sad and so sweet
It's bad enough that you were severely injured in a car accident. But add on the fact that you could barely remember your own name when you awoke in the emergency room, and you have two equally devastated men trying to figure out if they should mourn you or not.
After all, you didn't remember them.
There wasn't a single hint of recognition in your eyes when you saw them. You didn't know their names, nor that you'd been a part of a polyamorous relationship with them both.
But they have proof. Documents, pictures, videos, you name it. They bring you whatever you need to feel safe and comfortable with them around.
When you go home, the only place you can go is the home you shared with them. It's terrifying for you. You have no idea what's happening, or what to expect.
But Xeno and Stanley are gentle with you.
They tell you that the three of you used to sleep together in one bed, but they've set up the spare room so that you don't feel uncomfortable. They fill the kitchen with all the foods you all enjoyed together, and they take you to all the places you used to go.
The park, museums, even to Xeno's lab once or twice.
Stanley takes you to every physical therapy appointment, Xeno takes you to every neurologist. They both accompany you to general doctor visits, always waiting for you in the waiting room so no one thought you were being bullied into giving certain answers.
It's hard on them. It's hard on all of you. Everything feels so normal, yet none of it is familiar to you. You spend nights sobbing in your bed, begging your brain to just magically heal so that you could finally feel whole again. Sometimes it gets so overwhelming, you yell and shout at them only to collapse in a puddle of tears while one or both of them hold you.
But they don't give up on you. They don't throw their hands in the air and walk away. No, they love you. They swear it to you every day, even if you don't remember the past.
One night, you do something brave. You creep to the door to what used to be your shared room with them, and timidly ask if you can sleep with them. You tell them it might help to do something that was a more mundane kind of normal, and ask if they'll help you through what used to be your nightly routine.
It doesn't help the way you'd like. There is no flash of memory as the three of you shower together. No quick recognition when you allow them both to kiss you goodnight.
But for the first time, you feel properly normal. Curled between the two of them, with Stanley on your left closest to the door, and Xeno on your right, by the cracked window, you felt a little more complete.
Do you have a favourite character (or favourites)?
I have several favorites and all for different reason. The ones I'm most likely to talk about are:
Senku, Xeno, Stanley, Ryusui, Sai, Gen
Talking about fantasy and horror themed stone world! What if some humans during the perrification turned into mythological creatures? What creatures you think Senku, Taiju, Yuzuhira, Gen, Tsukasa, Ukyo, Ryusui, Francois, Xeno and Stanley or other characters would have turned into? Would they had turned fully into these creatures or only gaining some traits? Also would being petrified again turn you more into this creature and get them to loose their humanity entirely? Your post truly got my gears moving now!!!
Getting transformed into something is a process that isn't always all or nothing. It depends on each person's ability to fight off the magic being cast on them. As for re-petrification, so long as they maintain enough of their humanity, being turned to stone would in theory fight off the lingering magic. However, if they turn completely, they're no longer human and therefore have no hope of being petrified again.
That's not to say there aren't spells that could fix them, but they'd have to find someone who can do that, which may not be as easy as it sounds. If we're basing this on the magic system I built instead of classic fantasy magic, it's more of a cosmic horror type thing that will definitely leave them all scarred in some way or another.
Now! The list! Most of them are classic mythology and some characters might get the same creature, based on their general attributes.
Senku: Kitsune
Fox spirits known for their high intelligence and occasional tricky nature
Yuzuriha: Elf
Not in the Tolkien way, necessarily. Known in many tales for their beauty, wisdom, and crafting skills
Gen & Francois: Fairy
They're both tricksters and helpers in most mythology, which fits them both pretty well
Tsukasa & Taiju : Griffin
Griffins are creatures of power and protection, that should speak for itself
Ukyo: Naga
Creatures known in some mythology for peace and wisdom who will absolutely wreck you if you piss them off
Ryusui: Dragon
Dragons are known for their greed, but also they can be surprisingly benevolent
Xeno: Illithid
Yes, like in Dungeons & Dragons. Creatures of extremely high intelligence also known for a bit of madness and desire for conquering the world and twisting it to be in their image.
Stanley: Demon
Demons are pretty versatile in myth and fantasy. But Stanley, as we know, is beautiful, intelligent, dangerous, and extremely capable of whatever he deigns to do. Also, technically, he's under contract with Xeno (whether personal or professional it doesn't matter a contract is a contract)
read yours text of stan and nicotine addiction!!!! reminded me one comic i sae where stan smoke too quickly his fresh stash right away. xeno had not produced more so stan coped by kissing xeno to calm his nerves! how you headcanon stan coping his addiction?
Stanley hates every second of it
He has to keep himself busy
Especially his hands
Definitely finds things to chew on
Sticks, plants, you name it. If it's safe to have, it's between his teeth.
When the shakiness and anxiety that come with nicotine withdrawals start to get to him, he goes to Xeno
The two work together to help Stanley
It only takes four weeks at most for the human body to shake off nicotine withdrawals
So they only needed a temporary solution
They try making gum, but it doesn't work out
Xeno encourages Stanley to find things to do with his hands to help keep his mind busy
This ends with Stanley's hands in Xeno's a lot
"Just hold them still for me, it's easier."
Has definitely kissed Xeno more than once to soothe himself
Though, they have to be careful with this
Because Stanley can be a little aggressive when this happens
And the whole workday can be thrown into chaos when they inevitably end up too distracted to do anything else
Hi! This is my first time sending any kind of fic request to anyone, but do you think you could write something StanXeno where Stanley accidentally shoots himself?
So sorry if that's strange, I live for characters suffering. It sustains me like some kind of demon feeding off fear.
A 16 year old Stanley learns the hard way about a concept we like to call: The Bullet Fairy
Don't play with firearms, kids.
“Should you really be playing with it like that?” Xeno asks, frowning as Stanley twirls the pistol around his finger like some TV cowboy.
“It’s fine, it’s not loaded,” Stanley says, flipping it around his finger again. “Plus it’s just a .22, it wouldn’t do much.”
“Caliber of the bullet aside, you still haven’t checked the-” Xeno’s words are cut short by a loud pop and a yelp from the boy in front of him.
Curse after curse spills from Stanley’s mouth, the gun quickly being abandoned so that he can drop and inspect his foot with shaky hands. Xeno dives forward to join him, helping to take his shoe and sock off so that they can both get a look at the damage.
“This is why I said to check the magazine,” Xeno says. “Now you’ve gone and shot yourself.”
“Oh shut up!” Stanley snaps, maintaining a surprising amount of calm despite the situation. “Shit, you’re gonna have to take me to the hospital.”
Xeno frowns. Him? Drive? Stanley knew perfectly well that he didn’t have his license yet, and wasn’t scheduled to take the test for it for another few weeks. If they got pulled over, they’d be in serious trouble- emergency or not.
But on the other hand, an ambulance was an extremely expensive call to make. Stanley’s parents would kill the two of them once that bill came in the mail.
“Alright,” He says, feeling a bit hesitant. It wouldn’t be his first time behind the wheel, as he’d been preparing for a while, but even still. The whole drive, though short, is nothing short of nerve wracking.
The hospital staff are quick to help them when they arrive. They stick Stanley in a wheelchair, and sweep him off into the Emergency Room, with Xeno on their tails. He wasn’t going to leave his boyfriend alone to deal with all this, even if it was Stanley’s fault in the first place for not being smart and checking the magazine and chamber for stray bullets.
He tries to convince the doctor not to call either of their parents, but since they were both still minors, his pleas go ignored.
“My dad’s gonna kill us,” Stanley groans, a little high off the low level pain meds they have him on. The bullet, thankfully, had been easy to remove.
“It will be alright, Stan,” Xeno says, taking Stanley’s hand in his and pressing a kiss to it. His partner groans again, curling his nose in fake disgust. “At most, I’m sure we’ll just get a lecture.”
“I’d rather just shoot myself again.”
“Not funny, Stanley.”
hey red! i had an idea for a fanfic…stanxeno taking in a teen reader where with the stone age rolling around and their parents being god knows where, they start to sort of treat them like their own? domestic wholesome found family type of vibe. i would love if you incorporated the reader being a bit of a science nerd as well so that kinda kicks off stan and xeno letting them stick around? sorta like a “if you have something to offer, you can join us” type of thing. then it could transform overtime into them feeling fatherly over them. random thought as well lol, but i feel like they would be such protective parents, especially stanley. i hope you’re doing well! thanks!
Stanley and Xeno are certified girl dads
I had to cut this short but I have so much more to say about this LET THEM BE FATHERS
If anyone asks, Stanley Snyder does not like children. He doesn’t hate them, per se, but he has absolutely no interest in them whatsoever. He doesn’t want kids, he doesn’t need kids, he’s perfectly fine with his life as it is.
You’re an exception, not the rule.
When you woke up, entirely on your own like some kind of marvel, and wandered into the colony, no one knew what to do. Xeno picked at your brain for hours once you were clothed, fed, and settled, and Stanley just sort of hovered nearby.
He didn’t try to be your friend, or anything like that. He just sort of existed in your space, and you drew him to you like a star does a planet. And where Stanley orbits, Xeno soon follows.
Xeno does like children. Not enough to ever consider having his own, but he always thought them to be elegant little things. The perfect way for humanity to pass on its knowledge for the future.
He takes on a sort of mentorship role for you. You had an interest in science, and proved yourself to be viciously smart. The two of you even had an extended conversation about the aesthetics of the periodic table.
You thought it was the ugliest thing you’d ever seen, while he thought it perfectly elegant. The discussion ends in an impasse. An agreement to disagree.
But mentorship was all he’d intended. Nothing more. He’d wanted to keep a healthy distance between the two of you, to keep you at an arm’s length. It wasn’t that he disliked you, he just wasn’t made to be anything close to a father, or anything similar. That was a role fit for someone like Byakuya Ishigami, not Xeno Wingfield. And yet, the universe does act in the most interesting of ways.
The change starts for Stanley when you’re caught crying in the middle of the night.
You were by yourself, sitting by the water, all curled into a tight little ball. You hadn’t even heard him approaching you, your sniffles and soft weeping acting almost like a summoning for him.
He doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t know what to say. He just sits next to you, lifts his arm, and lets you collapse into his side. You babble apologies for the tears and snot, but he just shrugs it off. A few tiny stains on an all-black outfit meant nothing to him.
You end up crying yourself to sleep.
When you wake up that next morning, you’re in bed. You don’t remember how you got there, but Stanley must have carried you up and taken care of you.
In fact, after that night, Stanley keeps taking care of you.
He gets protective, hovering around you almost as much as he hovers around Xeno. He picks at what you’re wearing with a curled nose if it’s too revealing, scolds you for not eating or drinking anything after long periods of time, and is always there to listen when you need him to be. He also sits, patient and quiet, and lets you do his makeup.
It was a thing that was just for fun, at first. You’d been bored, and he’d been available to bother. You and Xeno had been making cosmetics just for the hell of it, and you’d asked Stanley to sit and be your model. He’d huffed and made a big deal about it, but he’d sat down and let you have your way. Since then, it’s become normal.
Xeno’s change in perspective came on a quiet afternoon.
He had you working on something non-essential. Mixing some chemicals and testing reactions; it was information he’d need later for other things, but it was mostly to keep you busy. As the two of you worked in pleasant silence, you let out a long sigh, prompting him to ask if you were alright.
“Yeah,” You mumbled. “It’s just…it’s nothing.” He frowned, pausing in what he was doing to give you his full attention.
“Tell me. It’s my duty as your mentor to help you where I can,” He says. The frown on your face deepens, your eyes flitting to look at him before refocusing on the chemicals in front of you.
“I just…this is gonna sound so silly but…I’m having a lot of fun, and that kind of made me sad,” You say, voice getting softer with each word.
“Why would something like that make you upset?” He asks.
“Because this is the kind of stuff I used to do by myself. And now I have both a mentor and someone who wants to actually do science with me. It made me wonder if this is what it felt like to have a dad.”
The room falls into silence as he processes your words. He’d never considered your family situation before. You’d adapted to the stone world so quickly, he’d nearly forgotten you were so young. Just a teenager. A child.
A child whose parents were nowhere to be found. He wasn’t even sure you had any, given what you’d just said.
“Have you been thinking of me as a father?” He asks, hesitant. He’s not sure what answer he wants to hear, but he has a strange sense of anxiety that vibrates through him when you think a little too long about your reply.
“Kind of,” You mumble. “If…that’s okay.”
The warmth that spreads through him is something unexplainable. It was like he’d just been given the best gift in the world. What an odd feeling, he thinks, for a man who’d never wanted children of his own.
“Of course,” He says. “I’m honored.”
Your expression brightens, a big grin spreading over your face at his words. The rest of the afternoon is spent making idle chatter while you two continue to work. When he returns to his and Stanley’s living quarters that evening, the two of them have the most important discussion they ever had and ever will have.
Ah I see you add more info to the trio! But let's also add onto say Xeno plans his escape using Stanley as his scapegoat!
Stanley comes home after a long of work only to see Xeno running at him
Xeno slaps 200$ into his hands: "Apologize, my love."
Before sprinting as fast as he can out the house
In the distance
S/O: "STANLEY SNYDER DID YOU STEAL MY CROISSANT"
Stanley: *Sweating bullet* yes?
I stopped everything I was doing for this because oh my God this is hilarious.
The image of Xeno just shoving money in Stanley's hands and whispering "I'm so sorry, please forgive me," and running as fast as he can has me dead.
Stanley just stands there, holding the money with a confused look on his face, wondering what exactly just happened when-
"STANLEY [middle name] SNYDER!"
Oh. Oh no.
He manages to stay calm on the outside, but on the inside he's just:
Getting to write Stanley crashing out in the newest chapter of To the Moon and Back was more fun than it should have been.
"He starts making a mental last will and testament, and hopes through some miracle he can telepathically send it to Stanley, who bailed from the room faster than a bullet shoots from his gun. "
I wheeze! Stanley really said bye boo 💅
Stanley when he hears his or his closest companion's full government names being yelled:
The realization I had that since the American colony is somewhere in Northern California they might have access to wild-growing cannabis plants
Has me laughing
So hard.
Stanley doesn't just have tobacco in those cigarettes. That's why he's so chill all the time.
The Snyder Siblings: A History in Complication
I felt like doing some Stanley and OC stuff between the requests in my queue and inbox
(this only has to do with the lore within To the Moon and Back and nothing else I've written for Dr STONE)
To start,
Stanley Snyder loves his sister. She is the light of his existence, and he would tear the world asunder for her.
Now, with that out of the way
Stanley and Odie's relationship is broken. It's cracked, and parts of it are shattered nearly beyond repair. If the world hadn't turned to stone when it did, they probably would never speak, or interact in any way at all, without Xeno as a mediator or messenger.
Because Odie is angry, and Stanley is avoidant.
He doesn't want to think about how he's failed her. He doesn't want to think about how all he really had to do after leaving for the military was write a letter, or make an occasional phone call. He doesn't want to think about how he left Odie sobbing while she was eight years old and begging him not to leave her behind.
Because if he thinks about it, he regrets it. And regret means confronting the fact that he's a failure.
Stanley cannot be a failure.
So he avoids everything. He turns away, letting the wounds he left fester and become infected. He dumps the responsibility of caring for Odie on Xeno (who's relationship with her is a different post altogether), and runs.
And contrary to what he believes, Odie understands. It takes a few years, but she eventually gets it. He wanted out of an abusive and neglectful household, and he couldn't take her with him.
But that doesn't excuse his own neglect of her, or fix the damage he's caused. The only thing that can do that, is Stanley himself who, as stated above, is too scared to.
So Odie is left to feel resentful, and that resentment twists into vicious, spiteful anger the more time passes.
She idolized him. He was everything to her. And he turned around and left her to rot.
But when given the choice between leaving her a statue, and trying to wake her up, we know the choice Stanley made. Above everyone else that could have been more useful to them, he chose his sister.
With that choice, comes the responsibility of change. It's the one thing Xeno makes him swear to do. To change. To be better, because Odie deserved that much at least.
But the burden of change isn't just on Stanley.
Odie has to change too. She has to learn to let go, to forgive the words and actions of her brother, who isn't the same kid he was when he left. She has to pay attention, to stop pretending that she doesn't see what he's trying to do. She has to let herself be open with the person who hurt her the most, and trust that he's not going to do it again. And that's much more terrifying than staring down the barrel of his rifle and daring him to pull the trigger.
Hi! Would you like to write reader trying to arrange a nice romantic free day for Stanley and Xeno? Those two are so workaholics (especially Xeno with his eye bags!!!!) that I bet they rarely have a full free 24 hour day to relax and the reader just wants to do their best to get those two have at least one 👏work👏free👏day!
Love your writings and wishing the day treats you well 🌸
They need a vacation (and so do I)
It takes you several days, but finally, you manage it. You get up earlier than Stanley.
He’d always been an early riser, up no later than 5:30 AM every day in the old world, but in the stone world, he’d been getting up even earlier. Sometimes, before the sun even considers rising.
But not today. Today, he was still in bed when you wiggle free of him and Xeno and scurry as quietly as you can from the bedroom and into the living space of your tiny home.
They’d been so terribly exhausted, the weight of building a whole colony sitting on both of their shoulders. But it was time the rest of those who lived in this compound with you pulled more of their own weight. So they were staying home today. They didn’t know it yet, but you were going to make sure it happened.
You had it all planned out. You were going to make them breakfast in bed, then you were going to talk to them about your worries about their overwork, and inform them that they had the day off. You’d already talked to Brody, and he had been more than happy to step up to keep things in order for today. There was nothing for Xeno and Stanley to worry about. Anything that came up could wait until tomorrow, and if it truly couldn’t, then you’d let them go.
Thankfully, the door doesn’t make a single sound as you slip through it and out into the pre-dawn dimness. The apartments in the living quarters didn’t have individual kitchens, so you were going to have to make a run for the one downstairs, where the dining hall was. If Stanley woke up and found you gone, he’d worry. And if he worried, Xeno would worry, and the next thing you knew, you’d have both of them tearing the colony apart looking for you.
The kitchens are quiet, since the only people awake other than you were the guards along the perimeters of the colony. No one would be in here to begin preparing to feed everyone else for at least another hour, if not longer.
You had to be careful here, though. Wasting food could get you in trouble, even if you were one of Xeno’s partners, so you’d have to make something simple and easy.
You work quickly, gathering everything you’d need and setting about your task at making breakfast for your exhausted lovers who were hopefully still asleep a few floors above. You try to ignore how much the sun has risen by the time you’re done, as well as the dirty looks the designated cook shoots at you when you burst out of the kitchen with the food you’d just made.
You take the stairs back up two at a time, chest heaving with hard pants. It had taken so much longer than you’d planned, and there was absolutely no way both of them weren’t up and wondering where you’d gone.
Entering the apartment is a bit of a louder affair than when you’d left, the door swinging open startling Xeno who was, in fact, awake and had been standing in the living space. Stanley was nowhere to be seen, but you can hear the sound of water running through the rudimentary pipes, so you think he must be bathing.
“Darling,” Xeno says, approaching you with a smile. “There you are.”
“I was hoping to be back sooner,” You say, a pout sliding onto your expression. He chuckles, leaning in to press a kiss to the side of your face.
“It’s alright. I take it this is for us?” He asks, hands reaching for the containers of food in your hands.
“Yeah. It was supposed to be given to you in bed, but I guess I missed my chance for that,” You say. Xeno hums, opening the containers to take a look inside.
“Can I ask why it was so important to serve it in bed?” He asks, closing them and heading to the tiny countertop to help you dish out everything onto the clay dining plates.
“I just…wanted you and Stan to have a chance to relax for a day. You’ve both been working so hard, and I can tell it’s been really rough on you both,” You mumble, face flushing a bit at the admission. Xeno pauses in his movements, head turning so that he can look at you.
“Is that so?” He murmurs, more to himself, you think, than to you. Regardless, you nod a bit shyly.
Xeno takes a breath, as if about to speak, when a pair of hands slip around your waist, Stanley’s weight pressing into your back, lips against your neck. His hair was still wet, and you could smell the soap on him.
“What am I missin’?” He asks, his accent slipping from his lips just slightly.
“It seems all three of us were on the same page, and somehow didn’t even realize it,” Xeno says. You look at him with surprise, eyebrows raising.
“Yeah?” Stanley hums, pressing another kiss to your neck, then to your shoulder.
“Mm. Our darling was so worried about how much we’d been working, that they wanted to surprise us with a day off,” Xeno says.
“Hah. And here we were, thinkin’ they needed a break,” Stanley chuckles.
It clicks in your head finally. All of you had been working hard. All of you had been paying more attention to each other than yourselves.
A laugh bubbles out of you, your head shaking.
“What is it they say about great minds?” You tease, grinning.
“They think alike. And I do believe it’s true,” Xeno says, shuffling closer to the two of you. One of Stanley’s hands release you, reaching instead to grab at Xeno and pull him into the shared embrace.
“I had so many things planned for us today,” You say, squirming free so that you can start taking the plates of food to the small dining table the three of you had, the two of them following after you with utensils and cups of water.
“Like what?” Stanley asks.
“Breakfast in bed, some time by the water, oh-I found this little patch of grass just outside the borders of the colony that looked like it had some great flowers that we could collect to make more natural dyes,” You recount your admittedly vague plans, both lovers listening intently.
“I was hoping to test some modifications I made for Stanley’s rifle,” Xeno hums. “Perhaps we can squeeze that in between swimming and flower collecting.”
“ ‘s long as I get to take a nap at some point today, I don’t give a shit what we do,” Stanley says, shoving food in his mouth with little celebration.
“We all need extra sleep,” Xeno says.
“Let’s take a blanket or something when we go look at the flowers,” You say. “We can pack a whole picnic or something, and nap together under the clouds.”
“That sounds perfectly elegant, darling.”
“I’ll make sure we have our new fancy stone world sunscreen, otherwise Xee might just die.”
“Stanley, please, my skin is not that sensitive-”
“You were a lobster for a week after the first time we went to the beach back in the old world. You need sunscreen.”
Stanley Loverboy Snyder is girl dad material
I know it's been said already, I'm just repeating it
But Xeno is just as bad if that man had a daughter he'd be a menace
Hi! I really enjoy your style to write and the thoughts of Dr. Stone you share with us! I especially love the idea of mythological creatures being real in Stone World!
I was rewatching Dr. Stone and noticed something in the episode where Stanley shoots the gun while Xeno watched and Stan didn't hit the target perfectly in the middle. Xeno just talked happily while Stanley observed the gun like searching a fault in the weapon itself in dissappointment until he noticed the tobacco plant.
That reminded me that during nicotine withdrawal some people may experience shaky hands and I'm just head-canoning that he's so depending on it that he isn't in his best aim without it and even after a long pause still feels the effect so Xeno assumes this is the case and that's why he guides Stanley how to make tobacco.
I haven't found others talking about this or I might have missed that entirely since that episode came out a while ago but I can't stop thinking about this detail.
To the actual request, if you have time and like the idea, would you write Xeno dealing with Stanley when he is experiencing strong withdrawal symptoms that messes up his work flow and is very dissapointed and harsh to himself about it but Xeno intervenes and confronts him?
Take your time if you decide to put this on your work pile! Wishing your weekend treats you well! ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.
This actually catches me at the best possible time, since most of the requests I've been working on are finished and in my queue to come out over the next couple of days.
So, here's the thing about quitting smoking suddenly from someone who's done it. It sucks. You get shaky and irritated (among other things), and even though the withdrawal eventually fades, it's miserable while it's happening.
I'm not sure this is totally what you asked for, but I had fun with it
"Dammit!"
Xeno halts mid-step, head turning to find Stanley glaring at one of the targets made to keep his skills sharp. It was late, the soldier should be preparing for bed, not lingering out here while the sun continues to fall.
"Stanley," Xeno calls, noting immediately how stiff his friend gets. Stan glances over, an unhappy expression pressed into his normally calm face.
"...hey."
"Are you alright?" Xeno asks.
Stan doesn't respond, looking away again. His gaze lands on the target in front of him. Xeno glances at it as well, frowning a bit when he notices that not a single bullet hit the center, as they always used to.
"I see." Stanley hadn't needed to say anything for Xeno to understand. "Withdrawals?"
"Guess so," Stanley tucks his hand into his pocket, letting out an annoyed huff when he doesn't find the cigarettes he was still so used to having on him at all times.
"It won't be for much longer. The human body only takes up to four weeks on average to reorient after ceasing intake of nicotine," Xeno says. "You've been doing quite well."
"Well?" Stanley asks, turning to look at him. "I'm doing well?"
"Are you not?"
"Xeno, I can't fuckin' aim," Stanley's accent slips from him as he loses hold of his calm. "My hands won't stop shakin', I can't sleep, and my fuckin' head hurts all the time! I'm useless like this!"
Xeno reels back a little, eyebrows furrowing.
"Why did you not say something? I could have been more helpful to you," Perhaps it's a bit selfish, but Xeno can't help feeling a bit hurt that his potential to give aid had been overlooked. Stanley lets out an annoyed noise, scrubbing a hand over his face.
"Because it's not your problem," He says, earning himself a hard look.
"It very much is," Xeno says.
"Xen-"
"You are my oldest friend and greatest companion, how could I not be affected by your struggles? It may not be my addiction, but your problems are, have, and always will be my problems." He leaves no room for argument, though with how Stanley's spine straightens and his eyes narrow, he knows the man is certainly ready to try.
"And, if I may add," Xeno continues, before Stanley can open his mouth. "You are the farthest thing from useless. You are the most competent person besides me in this wretched little place. I would not be able to do anything if it wasn't for you. Shaking hands, or not."
Stanley lets out a hard breath, his shoulders loosening a little as he takes in Xeno's words, mentally digesting them and allowing for them to calm his stirring mind.
"Yeah, alright," Stanley mumbles, turning back to the target. He lifts his hand, holding the revolver as steady as his hands would currently allow (which, Xeno admits to himself, isn't much), and pulls the trigger.
The bullet hits the target dead center.
"Getting better already," Xeno teases, earning himself a huffed out chuckle.
Xeno allows himself to get closer to his companion, eyes scanning Stanley's body as the man reloads the gun and starts back at his practice. It's not just his hands that shake, but his knees and breathing as well. Stanley was certainly doing his best, but he still had a long way to go before his body accepted this new state of being.
His eyes catch something nearby. A familiar plant.
The sight of it makes Xeno frown. The moment Stanley caught sight of it, he'd want it. More than anything else, he'd want the naturally growing tobacco to feed the habit he was doing his hardest to fight.
The target pings when a bullet goes astray, just barely hitting it on the very edge, and Xeno decides not to say anything.
For now, anyway.