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*coughs in Nanami Ryusui and SenGen hyperfixation*

Dr Stone???? What are you talking about????

pspspsps... we have a dr stone community on tumblr... you should join...

I mean wait WHAT WHO SAID THAT AHAHAHA

Is there ANY doctor stone fans out there..please respond..

HUGE shout out to purple for being the only color that has like no losers. Deep purple royal purple bluish purple redish purple pastel purple dusty purple lavender periwinkle violet like. Banger after banger after banger!!

i am genuienly afraid for the world right now things are getting worse and worse day by day 😰

why can't transphobes and terfs realise their actions are going to harm them in the end? karma isnt a joke

it looks like we're finishing ourselves off way before global warming or anything else ever could 💔

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”Just” Friends

Senku’s clubmates express surprise at Senku betting so much money on Yuzuriha not rejecting Taiju’s confession…because they thought she liked him.

Ao3

“A hundred yen says he gets rejected,” Yamada says. 

Senku raises an eyebrow as he bends over to open his school bag. They’re placing bets now? Well, he supposes it isn’t surprising. High schoolers will try to make a game out of anything, even someone else’s love confession. 

“Three hundred yen says he gets rejected hard,” Suzuki snickers. 

Well clearly they don’t know much about Yuzuriha. Senku grabs the energy drink from his bag. It’s odd though—she and Taiju come by the lab often enough that he thought his clubmates would have at least picked up on the tension there. How unobservant. 

“Five hundred yen says he gets rejected at full power!” Edamura exclaims.

Senku stands up. Heh. Might as well make some money off of these idiots.

“Ten thousand yen says she actually accepts,” he says casually, leaning back up against the windowsill as he opens his drink.

Three voices suddenly slam against his ears. “SERIOUSLY??!”

Senku smirks. “You’re welcome to drop out if you’re scared to lose,” he says, closing his eyes and taking a swig. 

“But—huh?!” Yamada splutters. “You mean you’re not secretly going out with Ogawa yourself?”

Senku abruptly sprays the entire mouthful of energy drink all over the floor, hacking and coughing. “Wh—“ he wheezes, trying to clear his airway. “What?! Why would I—what the fuck gave you that idea?!”

“Because she likes you?” Suzuki says, sounding equally bewildered. 

Senku can’t stop coughing. “Huh?!”

“Yeah, isn’t it kind of obvious?” Edamura frowns. “Like, ever since the start of the school year, the way she greets you…”

—————

Edamura was so excited for the first day of school, especially since he was a second year now! Now he could be the cool suave senpai to the cute first-year girls coming in!

Oh, there was one now! A petite girl with shoulder-length brown hair and a white headband was scrolling on her phone outside the school store. She looked kind of anxious—maybe she was lost? 

Edamura grinned. Perfect! He could see it now—he’ll sidle up to her, casually ask if she needs help, and she’ll beam with gratitude and admiratio—

“Did you seriously get lost on the first day?”

The girl’s eyes light up like the sun. “Senku-kun!” 

She runs over to a boy with pale spiky hair. “Morning! It’s so great to see you again!”

The boy raises an eyebrow. “What’s with you? You just saw me at graduation.”

The girl laughs sheepishly. “I just wanted to make sure I got to say hi—it sucks that we’re in different classes this year…”

“Tch. Next time, wait outside where we can see you,” the boy says, turning and walking away. “Come on, better find the idiot before the bell rings.”

The girl follows, tucking her hands behind her back as she leans forward and looks up at him with a sweet smile.

“Yeah.”

Edamura stares after them. A bond formed in middle school, huh? Must be nice…

—————

“She’s always so happy to see you and get your attention,” Edamura says. “Eagerly waiting for you at the door, asking you to come model for her at the crafts club, asking you to eat lunch together…” 

Senku’s eyes widen. 

Yamada nods. “And then there’s how she helps out in the lab…”

—————

Yamada blinks at the pretty brunette who’s just entered the science lab with Ishigami and begun setting up beakers on a table, with the whole club staring in confusion. “Eh? Aren’t you…Ogawa-san from the crafting club? What are you doing here?”

The girl stands up. “Oh, I’m helping Senku-kun out with an experiment today,” she says cheerfully. “Sorry, is that alright? He said it should be fine and I got the okay from my club president to leave, but Senku-kun can be rather lax about getting permission for things…”

“I told you, it’s not a big deal,” Ishigami says. “Right?” He stares at the club with piercing scarlet eyes. 

“No, I—yeah it should be fine,” Yamada says lamely. Everyone hesitantly turns back to their own projects, though Yamada notices quite a few of the club members are sneaking peeks at what Ishigami and Ogawa are doing on occasion.  

“Ah, Senku-kun!” Ogawa says suddenly. “Your goggles are slipping! Here, let me get that—“

She peels off her gloves and reaches over to Ishigami, who obligingly leans over and allows her to readjust his safety goggles. As she does, she gently brushes his hair out of his eyes and tucks it behind his ears with a warm smile. “There we go!”

“Mm,” Ishigami says, turning back to the experiment. He and Ogawa seem completely oblivious to the many eyes now fixed on them.

Yamada grits his teeth together. You lucky bastard! Man…if only I had a cute assistant…

—————

“I totally thought it was some sort of sick power play at first,” Yamada grumbles as Senku’s eyes somehow get even wider. “She’s just so affectionate with you, messing with your hair or poking your face, sometimes rubbing her fist on your arm playfully. There wasn’t a need to flaunt it in front of us!”

“Ugh, yeah,” Suzuki sighs. “Like that time when you forgot your lunch…”

—————

“Ugh, where is it…” Senku grumbles, rifling around his bag.

“Can’t find your lunch?” Taiju asks, opening his own neatly packed bento.

“Apparently,” Senku sighs, leaning back in his chair with his arms folded. After a moment, he smacks his forehead with a palm. “Ah. I left it on the counter again.”

“For a guy who has the entire periodic table memorized, you sure have a hard time with little things like that, Senku,” Suzuki points out. 

 Senku shrugs and starts to stand up. “Whatever. I’ll just grab some chips from the vending machine.”

“Oh no you don’t!” 

Suzuki startles. Ogawa Yuzuriha is pointing accusingly at Senku from the doorway, a pink fabric-wrapped bento dangling from her hand. 

She marches over to Senku’s desk, plopping her lunch on top of it and unwrapping the contents. “You’re going to eat something substantial, and you’re not going to complain about it!”

Senku rolls his eyes as Yuzuriha perches on top of his desk and plucks a piece of tamagoyaki out of her lunch, holding it out to him. “You need to eat too, dumbass,” he says. Taiju slaps him lightly on the back, which makes him choke on his spit.

“Don’t call her a dumbass!”

Yuzuriha sighs, the hard gaze in her eyes softening. “Come on, please? We’ll let you pay for ramen next time.”

Senku stares at her for a moment. 

“Ugh, fine.” He closes his eyes and opens his mouth, and she deposits the tamagoyaki into it with a satisfied smile. 

Suzuki stares. Letting a cute girl feed you…you really have no shame, Senku!

—————

“She’s always taking care of you like that,” Suzuki sighs. “Commenting on how much sleep you got, offering to repair your clothes, watching over you when you pass out in gym…”

“Yeah she’s like, literally the perfect girlfriend,” Edamura says. 

“I…huh?” Senku wheezes. “None of that was—you guys didn’t actually think we were dating, did you?”

“Well…if not that, then we figured it was only a matter of time,” Yamada says.

“The HELL?!”

“Senku.” Suzuki puts a hand on his shoulder with a serious expression. “Ogawa Yuzuriha is the prettiest girl in our grade. The only reason none of the other guys have tried confessing before is because they thought you’d electrocute them.”

 Senku stares at him incredulously. Well that seems kind of presumptuous. He promised his dad he wouldn’t electrocute assholes anymore. Although…if any boy had gone and made Yuzuriha uncomfortable with a pushy confession…yeah he could see himself considering it. Wait, that’s not the point here! 

“Well it’s not like that!” He exclaims shrilly. “Not one millimeter! I can’t…fucking hell, you actually thought all that was her being in love with me?”

“How are you so convinced she’s not?” Edamura asks. 

“Because she told me she’s in love with Taiju!” Senku snaps. “And anyone with half a brain can see it! It’s been like that since we were in fifth grade—ask anyone who knew us then!”

“Wait, you’re serious?” Yamada blinks. “You’re really…just friends?”

Senku’s face suddenly darkens, and all three boys freeze. 

“Just friends?”

He stares at them, red eyes gleaming. The boys hold their breath as he speaks, the words slipping past his lips like the hiss of a deadly rattlesnake. 

“Are you fuckers saying,” he growls, “that if Yuzuriha treated you like she does me, it would mean less to you than the promise of something romantic? That you’d let her offer you her time, her energy, her insights, her skills, her compassion, her trust, and yet call it an inferior level of relationship?”

His gaze narrows. “Because if that’s the case, then electrocution would be far too merciful.”

A thunderous, joyful shout echoes from the window—Taiju is hugging a laughing Yuzuriha with tears streaming down his face. Senku looks over, and suddenly his expression softens, the corner of his mouth turning up.

“Well, that’s settled,” he says airily, turning away from the terrified looks of his clubmates and downing what remains of his drink. “I’ve got some morons to make fun of. You can deposit the ten thousand yen each into my shoe locker whenever you like.” 

Partway down the hall, he stops and turns his head. “You know. Yuzuriha’s always saying I shouldn’t be so harsh. And maybe she’s right. Maybe your brains are so hormone poisoned that they’ve rotted away into uselessness, so I should try offering advice instead.”

He tosses his empty can into a nearby recycling bin. “If a girl like Yuzuriha calls you her friend, show some fucking gratitude. That kind of title isn’t just handed over. It’s earned.”

Senku disappears down the stairs, leaving three very bewildered teenagers behind.

“That was terrifying,” Suzuki squeaks.

“But…you know,” Yamada says hesitantly, “maybe he has a point?”

“If friendships can be like that too…” Edamura murmurs.

“Then friendship with girls…might be really cool,” Yamada finishes.

“…Haaaah,” Suzuki sighs. “We were acting pretty immature I guess…”

“And now we need to come up with thirty thousand yen,” Edamura notes.

All three let out a long groan. 

Outside in the courtyard, a new couple greets their best friend with happy tears, absorbing his acerbic ribbing with the ease and warmth of the kind of love that only they could have built. 

That's how he feels for me

I love them

"My graveyard of fictional characters is ever growing. Their ghosts will forever haunt my pages"

WOAH. 🔥

I have not slept. It’s 5am 💀 but I finished the manga for Dr. Stone. 😮‍💨

It has taken over all of my social media platforms and it had to be done before the inevitable spoilers graced my screen and now I can binge content without worries BUT I am not ready for it to be over 😭 my loves will have to live on in fan generated content.

My graveyard of fictional characters is ever growing. Their ghosts will forever haunt my pages 😂

List of explanations for why Senku’s clubmates thought Yuzuriha would reject Taiju’s confession:

They simply did not know Yuzuriha at all and only perceived her as a pretty girl who was out of Taiju’s league. Most plausible, but also the most boring.

Yuzuriha was very subtle about her own feelings for Taiju and so no one but really close friends knew about her crush. Also pretty plausible, adds a bit of characterization, but not very interesting.

Yuzuriha has rejected boys “at full power before.” Slightly more interesting, implies Yuzuriha was popular enough to get asked out and felt strongly enough to reject them in an intense way. Perhaps these boys disparaged Taiju and Senku, or made fun of her interests?

Inagaki didn’t really think much of writing the boys betting Taiju would be rejected because that’s just how a lot of fictional background characters react to “dorky boy asking out cute girl who must be totally out of his league.” Dullest explanation ever, but we’ve all read something involving a romantic thread where the author is clearly just going through the classic tropes. Frankly Taiyuzu would be very boring as a ship to me if I did not immediately fall in love with their characters and their dynamic with Senku, and I kind of stumbled into that. Like, all we know about Yuzuriha for the first few chapters is that Taiju is madly in love with her enough to motivate him to stay awake for 3,719 years, and she made fun of him for the sparrow thing. If it weren’t for that bit (which seems to be early-installment-weirdness since she doesn’t really act like this again), then up until the hostage scene Yuzuriha could practically be replaced by a cute lamp. Hm. This kinda turned into a mini-rant about how easy it is for authors to not bother putting in the effort to write convincing romantic hooks because everyone can see the tropes. Oh well. Y’all know I love her.

The boys were surprised to hear Senku specifically betting on Taiju not getting rejected because they thought Yuzuriha was in love with him. Hilarious concept, I’m outlining a fic for it now.

B E G A Y !!

or, at least, let them be in peace.

signed respectfully by your local pansexual

Reblog if you're not homophobic

Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad. 

@des1r3-the-st4rs hey look

(I don't know the context of this screenshot here. I just know that this was the most in character moment ever)

Zeus and Hermes judging if these 2 villagers (Baucis and philemon) respected xenia good enough or if they should hit them with uncalled for retribution

and i oop-

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Dreams come true (in the weirdest of ways)

adhd body tired brain says can’t move

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HI!!! ITS PARIS!!! CAN I CALL YOU DEFFY? HERES A CHOCOLATE!!! *bounces and smiles and gives u a 🍫

🤭 HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!

YES YOU CAN <3 I LOVE CHOCOLATE EEEEEEE TYSM

Here's a cookie for you 🍪 mwah :D

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Waiting until season 4 realises on netflix...

HI!!! ITS PARIS!!! CAN I CALL YOU DEFFY? HERES A CHOCOLATE!!! *bounces and smiles and gives u a 🍫

🤭 HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!

YES YOU CAN <3 I LOVE CHOCOLATE EEEEEEE TYSM

Here's a cookie for you 🍪 mwah :D

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I get why people think Stan takes orders from Xeno, but I can’t actually find a single instance of him…doing that. It’s an assumption more than anything with much in the way of textual evidence.

They are generally speaking on the exact same page about decisions without needing to discuss it, and the few times they do discuss, they come to an agreement without commands being issued.

Stan doesn’t do what Xeno tells him to, because Xeno never tells him to do anything. The closest he comes is “Don’t shoot” and that’s less an order and more a panicked “wait wait wait situation’s changed talk first” than an order the same way “Stop!!!” is when someone is about to get hit by a car. Other than that, he’s mostly just giving Stan information, trusting Stan will use it the way he expects because…he…trusts…Stan and knows him very well.

Sometimes he asks if Stan is capable of stuff. This is not an order, this is a genuine ask, because he knows Stan is honest and good at evaluating that. Stan agrees to do these things, but it is not an order from Xeno to do it, because Xeno is asking him.

They are both just committed to this weird…whatever they’re doing together…at all times, and think in very similar ways. One soul, two bodies, etc. Orders are not required when you’re both committed to the same weird plan and have the same strategic mindset. And they see each other as equals.

If we are mutuals, you are welcome to: 

tag me in starters 

answer my open starters

spam my inbox with memes

ask me to spam you with memes

scream at me in ims at all ungodly hours

randomly drop a plot idea on me whenever you want 

never be scared that you’re bothering me in any way bc, if i followed you, i love your blog and I am always down for interacting with you!  <3  <3  <3

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I've finally figured out an argument that convinces coding tech-bros that AI art is bad.

Got into a discussion today (actually a discussion, we were both very reasonable and calm even through I felt like committing violence) with a tech-bro-coded lady who claimed that people use AI in coding all the time so she didn't see why it mattered if people used AI in art.

Obviously I repressed the surge of violence because that would accomplish nothing. Plus, this lady is very articulate, the type who makes claims and you sit there thinking no that's wrong it must be but she said it so well you're kind of just waffling going but, no, wait-- so I knew I had to get this right if I was gonna come out of this unscathed.

The usual arguments about it being about the soul of it and creation fell flat, in fact she was adamant that anyone who believed that was in fact looking down at coding as an art form as she insisted it is. Which, sure, you can totally express yourself through coding. There's a lot more nuance as to the differences but clearly I was not going to win this one.

The other people I was with (literally 8 people anti-ai against her, but you can't change the mind of someone who doesn't want to listen and she just kept accusing us of devaluing coding as an art) took over for I kid you not 15 minutes while I tried desperately to come up with a clear and articulate way to explain the difference to her. They tried so many reasonable arguments, coding being for a function ("what, art doesn't serve a function?") coding being many discrete building blocks that you put together differently, and the AI simply provides the blocks and you put it together yourself ("isn't that what prompt building is") that it's bad for the environment ("but not if it's used for capitalism, hm?" "Yeah literally that's how capitalism works it doesn't care about the environment" she didn't like that response)

But I finally got it.

And the answer is: It's not about what you do, it's about what you claim to be.

Imagine that someone asks an AI to write a code and, by some miracle, it works perfectly without them having to tweak it---which is great because they couldn't tell you what a single solitary thing in that code means.

Now imagine this person, with their code that they don't know how it works, goes and applies to be a coder somewhere, presenting this AI code as proof that they're qualified.

Should they be hired?

She was horrified, of course. Of course they shouldn't be. They're not qualified. They can't actually code, and even if by some miracle they did have an AI successfully write a flawless code for every issue they came across that wouldn't be their code, you could hire any shmuck on the street to do that, no reason to pay someone like they're creating something.

When actual engineers use AI what they do is get some kind of base, which they then go though and check for problems and then if they find any they fix them, and add on to the base code with their own knowledge instead of just trying different prompt after prompt until they randomly come across one that works.

People who generate code like this don't usually call themselves engineers. They're people who needed a bit of code and didn't have the knowledge to generate it, and so used a resource.

And there you go. There are people who have none of the skills of artists, they don't practice, they don't create for themselves. When they feed the prompt to the AI they then don't just use the resulting image as a reference point for their own personal masterpiece, and if they don't like it they don't have the skills to change it---they simply try another prompt, and do that until they get something they like.

These people are calling themselves artists.

Not only that, these people are bringing the AI generated thing to interviews, and they are getting hired, leaving people who slave over their craft out of the job.

And that is the difference, for the tech bros who think AI art isn't a big deal.

i just know senku was internally sweating seeing that gen wasn't called onto the ship yet that he had to check for spoilers

ok jk i know this was for ginro too but as i've mentioned before, the stark contrast in his reaction for ginro saying no vs gen saying no is so funny like

"yeah it's chill bro it's ur choice anyways the development team is needed too" 🫶🫶🫶

vs

"shut up and get on the ship with me mentalist"

like.... all of a sudden the development team isn't as important anymore im crying

Adelantos !!!!!!

sengen + pjo :D

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Oh, yeah!! I drew mine and my friend's Oc together. They're besties

Calla & Surabhi!! (Old pic. It has been updated but I'm going to sleep so. SURABHI BELONGS TO @defenestratehumanity)

Calla is on the left, Surabhi on the right.

I saw this and I thought Tumblr might enjoy it

AHSJGFKAGSJSHSJSKAHD ITS SO SO SO SO ADORABLE THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE IT AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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Oh, yeah!! I drew mine and my friend's Oc together. They're besties

Calla & Surabhi!! (Old pic. It has been updated but I'm going to sleep so. SURABHI BELONGS TO @defenestratehumanity)

Calla is on the left, Surabhi on the right.

The sheer advantage Xeno had when both Senku and him woke up will always astonish me. I can practically guarantee that if he wasn't surrounded by some of the most capable soldiers in America and a platinum ring the civilisation he built would be nowhere near advance as the Kingdom of Science.

Senku was petrified in his school surrounded by children with nothing and had to deal with a whole ass war and still beat Xeno. Xeno might know how to create rockets but Senku beats him in pure general knowledge any day of the week.

pro-tip: don't ever use the sentence "thousands of years" in your worldbuilding unless you really know what a thousand years is like