You Have Been Working So Hard Lately.

Do it do it :3

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I'm gonna take a wild guess that you're @myluckymoon

But I could be wrong

By all means

Correct me

I was the one that requested the gen x historian reader, tysm for doing my request!! Loved it! How you have a great day/evening 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

I'm so glad!! I had fun writing it ♡

For some reason I'm craving Stanley pampering and taking care of Xeno and Reader after they had a little accident with Xeno's latest science project just before Stanley returns to the lab.

(I don't know why but I'm just seeing Stanley as a very caring like mothery like person ;w;)

Stanley "Loverboy" Snyder is genuinely the best at taking care of his partners, let me tell you why

He's very patient and understanding when it comes to these kinds of things

He's been hanging around Xeno for a long time at this point, he's no stranger to chemistry-based accidents

Nor is he a stranger to accidentally getting shot because the gun Xeno made has misfired

Again.

So when he walks in, and finds that, somehow, you two have managed to do both

He just

Sighs

And accepts his fate

"Alright. What the hell happened?"

Absolutely no judgement from him at all as the two of you hastily explain

He nods along, taking in every word

Then he throws one of you over one shoulder, and carries another under his other arm, and carts you both off home to be taken care of

At no point does he act like any of this is a burden or hassle in the slightest

He actually really likes getting to care for you two

It makes him feel a little less like a machine built only for war and violence

He keeps his voice low and level, remaining calm even if one of you is in tears (not that Xeno would ever admit to crying)

Lots of kisses

Kisses on the face

Kisses on the injured body parts

Kisses just because

Will take care of the worst of the injuries first, then the lesser ones

But he will treat all of them as equally important

Scolds the two of you a little bit, but you can tell he's not actually angry

"Seriously, you two have got to be more careful. I can't keep doing this."

A lie

He'd do this all day if you asked him to

Once you're both treated, he'll insist you stay home the rest of the day so he can keep an eye on you

Will! Not! Light! A! Cigarette!

Even if you insist it's okay

Even if he really wants one

He won't do it

"It's not good for you to inhale secondhand smoke, you know."

The look Xeno gives him when he says that will never fail to make you crack up laughing

Will help you both bathe, if needed

Hell, even if it's not needed

He likes the intimacy of showers with his lovers, and this is the perfect excuse to do it

Times like this are the only times Stanley will cook

He's not bad at it, he's just not as good as Xeno, so he prefers to leave it to the other man

However, you two are hurt, so he's going to take care of it

He's going to take care of you

He's going to take care of everything

OH I'M AN ARIES TOO!!!!! NOICE!!

Happy late birthday

(do you know your moon and rising and all of that?)

Thank you! You as well!!

I'm a Taurus moon and Cancer rising, I believe. I'll have to check though, I never was one to keep track of all that very well.

sigh.. recently got into stanxeno x reader.. more so stanxeno x reader where it's like.. highschool sweethearts yadda yadda.. sobs.. ..can i have even just hcs i am this desperate . (also if i forget to unanon this pretend you dont see what account this is because im an rp blog)

(not me being lowkey jealous of you being an rp blog I haven't done something like that in so long-)

StanXeno x Reader as high school friends turned sweethearts is everything to me, I am more than happy to indulge you.

You end up standing up for Xeno in the beginning of your freshman year when he's being bullied by your friends

They all roll their eyes and turn their noses up and tell you that he's a loser who isn't worth your protection.

You've gone to the same school as him your whole life

You just never ran in the same circles, so you never got to really talk to him before

But even still, you argue that he's actually pretty cool, and didn't they know he was your friend too?

Yeah, you totally hang out all the time when you aren't with them

Oh, prove it? Um, well, uh-

"He builds rockets!" You shout it after a quick, panicked scan, where you see a NASA pin on his backpack.

"We-we were even planning on setting one off this weekend!" You add, face burning with mild embarrassment.

You just hoped you weren't making things worse.

A teacher ends up breaking everything up, and sending you all on your way

After rushing out an apology, you practically run from him.

Your friends refuse to let you sit with them at lunch, leaving you flailing for somewhere else to go that wasn't already full

That's when a hand grabs your elbow, startling you.

Stanley Snyder, objectively the most beautiful boy in your grade, is who stands there.

"Sit with us," He says, giving you a little tug.

You let him drag your bewildered form away from the table of scowling former friends, all the way to the other side of the lunchroom.

Xeno looks up from his lunch when Stanley drops his stuff onto the table and sits across from him.

You hesitantly join them, sitting to the right of Stanley, just off from being directly across from Xeno

When you ask why they invited you to sit with them, Xeno raises an eyebrow and says, in the most casual way possible,

"We're friends, aren't we?"

You flush, but you don't argue.

You had been the one to make that claim

And never once, in the days that follow, do you regret it

You do, in fact, set off a small rocket that weekend

You find out, about a year and a half later, that that had been the day Xeno fell in love with you.

Stanley's affection came soon after, since you started spending every day with the two of them

There is an intense Mario Kart battle between the two of them that you don't know about that decides who gets to kiss you first

(Xeno won, though Stanley insists he threw the match on purpose)

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.

Torn between finishing this request and finishing my OC profiles

Quick, someone flip a coin for me and tell me where it lands

Getting to write Stanley crashing out in the newest chapter of To the Moon and Back was more fun than it should have been.

Curly x Reader snippet

The cockpit is dim, as always, but warmer than usual. He’s sure he has the heavy blanket tucked around him for that. Everything sounds normal, with soft beeps and the incessant rattle the ship developed after the crash. The only difference was the soft humming coming from his left. 

He turns his head slowly, the image of you filling his vision, sending butterflies rushing through his whole being. 

You were curled in the co-pilot’s seat, knees pulled close to your chest. You were focused on your nails, eyebrows furrowed as you scraped at them with a file as you hummed along to whatever song played in your head. Occasionally, a lyric or two would slip through your lips, your voice filling him with a different kind of warmth. 

Pretty. 

Your head snaps up, as if you’d read his thoughts. Or maybe he’d spoken out loud, he wasn’t totally sure. Your eyes find his, and you smile.

“Hi,” You say softly.

“Hi,” He murmurs, a smile creeping onto his own face. 

“You okay?” You ask, tilting your head a bit.

He just looks at you for a moment, really taking you in. Your uniform had been abandoned for something more comfortable, you’d likely traded places with someone just long enough to change but not leave him totally alone. Your eyes were tired, though that was nothing new, and God you were just…

“You’re pretty,” He says before he can stop himself. You make a noise, like you’d choked on air, and your face fills with color, pink dusting your cheeks and ears. 

“Wh-where did that come from?” You ask, letting out a nervous laugh. 

“My heart, I think,” He says, feeling awfully cheeky. You laugh for real this time, rolling your eyes and shaking your head. You open your mouth to quip back at him, but he speaks first. “I mean it though. You’re really pretty.” 

You pause, blinking at him real slow, thinking about how best to respond to him. Not that your hesitation was much of a surprise. His words came out of nowhere, surprising even himself when he’d blurted them out. He was honestly somewhat glad that you were taking your time to speak, rather than waving off what he’d said as a joke, or something he’d said out of exhaustion. 

“Thank you,” You finally reply. “You’re not so bad, either.” 

“You think?” He asks, feeling a grin stretch his face. 

“Mm. Very handsome,” You nod. 

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” 

The silence that falls between the two of you is long, but comfortable. You shift in your seat, moving to sit criss-cross rather than bunched in a ball, your gaze following him as he sits up and stretches the sleep from his limbs. Your eyes burn into him, making him grateful for the blanket still covering his lap. He couldn’t say why you looking at him like that made him feel this way, but it did. It gave him a surge of something, confidence or bravery or stupidity, it didn’t matter. 

“Can I kiss you?” He asks, hoping you saw the sincerity in his face. You make that choking noise again, eyes blowing wide and lips parting in shock at his question. The pink on your cheeks darkens to more of a red color, and his heart beats so fast he’s not sure he’ll survive to see tomorrow. 

You watched Yona of the dawn??? And ready write for this? Girl I'm gonna marry you fr

YONA OF THE DAWN DID NOT GET THE LOVE IT DESERVED WHEN IT CAME OUT AND I-

*ahem* wow sorry about that, I don't know where that came from

anyway

I loved Yona. I'm still behind a bit in the manga, but I know enough about what happens to yap about it