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leewritestoomuch · 2 months

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🍙 anon back with another request!~

Can I order a Dr.stone headcanon where they depetrify the younger twin (by a damn second) of their s/o and is just like “until I die you’re not allowed near them, nuh uh.” This would be even better if all of the men are wrapped around their s/o’s finger

I hope that it wasn’t hard to understand once again, I wish you a great time and that you take care of yourself!

Thank you very much if you do this request<3

I love this request! Thank you so much!

Characters, in order: Ryusui, Gen, Senku, Ukyo, Chrome. (The five wise generals :)) Bonus: Hyoga.

Yall might notice I play up Chrome’s beef with Ryusui. It’s funny to me. I know the don’t hate each other 😭

Context for All:

S/O and character met and started dating after the petrification.

S/O’s (barely) younger twin only gets woken up after some months or so.

Ryusui Nanami:

You and Ryusui both go to wake up your twin from the stone together.

Once your twin breaks free of the stone, they are looking, confused, at you and Ryusui joined hands.

They spit out some kind of “who are you?” At him. And he gives them a cheery, enthusiastic answer, calling himself your dedicated boyfriend.

Your twin doesn’t like him. (Chrome is cheering somewhere in the background)

They tell him to watch himself. And that’s when he’s confused.

What did he do?

Then they pull you away often, finding excuses. Eventually, out right telling him to stay away from you, but not in front of your face.

This is like putting him in a straight jacket for a week. He’s attached to you most the time like a magnet, but now your twin is repelling him out.

He tries to win them over too. Gifts. Words. Whatever.

He’d explain himself by loudly exclaiming how much he loves you.

This is worsening it.

I think your twin would come around when they’re around him for a while and notice just how much he does for you. It’s not just things he HAS done for you, he does things too.

Like when they watch you get hurt, only slightly, not bad enough to warrant being carried, but he carried you an hour walk back to the village anyways.

They won’t tell him, but they approve now.

Gen Asagiri:

Another one I can totally see a sibling disliking at first.

When you wake up your twin and bring them back to the village, Gen is waiting for you. He greets them too.

And your twin tells you his smile looks creepy, quietly, but he heard it, and being who he is, he smiles more sinister and says some comment.

Mistake. Your twin doesn’t like him.

Now he spends all his time trying to use his mentalist tricks to get your twin to like him, but they’re really good at dodging all that shit and glaring at him.

Knowing he’s a huge liar, your twin asks you how you can trust him. How do you know he’s not sleeping around.

They heard him joke about harem, and when you all went to treasure island, you weren’t with them, but he joked about wanting a hug from Amaryllis.

Your twin reports this back to you, and you inform them that you can’t take his words at any sort of face value.

He wants people’s reactions.

It would take a lot, watching genuine interactions, for your twin to warm up to you being with the world’s “greatest liar.”

Overall, they’d just have to learn to understand he’s hard to understand.

So for a while, they don’t get that. They are annoyed by his antics. So they secretly throw out some vague threat one night, and then your bf is suddenly not coming around.

This makes you upset, but eventually you notice he looks ever so slightly scared of your twin. And you put two and two together.

I think like how people come to trust Gen eventually once they see through him (as much as you can see through Gen, he’s a tough one) your twin would eventually just notice he means well.

Then they’re just watching closely from a distance.

He’s terrified.

Senku Ishigami:

Your twin is so justified. Lets just start there. This one isn’t even a full on misunderstanding. This would be Senku acted like a bitch, because he’s just too forward to give a fuck, and now they think he’s a bitch.

Not to mention, he’s not exactly intimidated. Just annoyed when your twin wakes up from the stone and immediately goes to telling him to stay away.

You didn’t warn him about this.

Everybody seems to like Senku though, they begin to realize.

They spend a while figuring out why.

And for a while, even with that information. They keep him far away from you because they don’t think he treats you right.

He has an ex wife? He divorced her? He talks to her like that didn’t happen?

Yeah, he better keep his ass 10 kilometers away at all times.

Then eventually they notice how he does his best for you. He’s a busy man. He’s got a lot on his plate. Once they recognize this, they begin to warm up to him.

He makes things to make your life easier, and when nobody is looking, except your twin, secretly, he’s affectionate (as much as Senku can be)

They let him off the hook.

Ukyo Saionji:

It wouldn’t happen.

But let’s say for SOME reason, they dislike him. Just because they don’t want you to get hurt. They have trust issues with that kind of thing. Maybe you’ve been with some men, or anybody really, they’ve watched you cry over before.

They think nobody deserves you.

Not even Ukyo. Bless his heart.

They threaten the poor man.

He’s not scared to go around you, but they refuse to include him in anything. Actively trying to shun him.

Honestly, in this scenario, you’d have to stand up for him a bit because he did nothing to warrant this.

Eventually, with some discussion with you, and maybe some heartfelt conversation Ukyo had with them about you, they’d come around.

He’s got a good record, and he just doesn’t want to see anybody get hurt?

Yeah, they’ll come around.

Chrome:

You were so excited to introduce your twin to your new boyfriend. Because how could anybody dislike Chrome?

Your twin does. Your twin dislikes him.

Let’s just say he’s annoyed, and hurt. And he literally thinks about you 24/7 so how is he supposed to just stay away from you???

How can they do this to him?

This is psychological torture.

Suika tries to help him. 100%.

Your twin thinks Suika is adorable, but he sent a kid instead of talking to them???

They’re on your twin’s “shit list.” He’s the only one on the list right now.

He tries to show off now hoping that your twin will think he’s cool and let him back near you.

If this was the modern era, he would have stood outside your window with a boombox. Or talked to you Romeo and Juliet style, with the boombox ready. But he doesn’t have a boombox. Or any skill to play a musical instrument. He doesn’t even know what that is.

He starts shouting things loud enough so that you can hear them, but without getting anywhere near you.

Your twin notices his persistence, and the way he looks at you, and eventually lets up.

Hyoga Akatsuki:

Your twin immediately heard about what he did.

He’s banned from your eyesight, the ground you walk on, the air you breathe.

They threaten him, and he smiles. They’re pissed, because how can he care so little?

Your twin has GUTS for doing anything about this man.

He keeps his distance at first, honestly just not thinking it’s worth it.

But admittedly, he’s more attached to you than he says he is.

They start to notice him sneaking around at night, when he thinks they’re not looking, just to see you.

Though they think about going off on him, they don’t. They just watch from a distance, ready to attack him if they need to. They’re not afraid of him. (They probably should be but they fear NOTHING)

They notice he doesn’t do anything. Often times he’ll just sit there, and the two of you exchange a few words. Clearly just happy to be together.

And they realize he’s got a soft spot for you.

He’s a cold man, usually his exchanges have malicious intent, but your twin is smart enough to notice that he doesn’t have any malicious intent here.

He gains nothing from these actions. Well he does, but not an upper hand. Just a warm feeling.

Likely they’ll just walk by the two of you and wave, continuing walking, and that’s how they’ll let him know he’s off the hook.

They keep an eye out though, for him in general. Because even if it’s clear he’s smitten with you, he’s still a concerning man.

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strawberrystepmom · 3 months

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NSFW - MDNI. hyoga x f!reader. reader is an agriculturalist. mentions of breasts and vagina. cw: hyoga is mean. dom/sub dynamics, degradation, he jokingly calls reader a pig bc she works in the fields, male masturbation and making reader watch. uhhhh yeah. this is my new bf 💕 wc 2.6k

Of all the things you considered to be new normals in the world post depetrification, you truly never considered that supervised bathing would be one of them.

Teamwork to make the hard work of living in these times easier? Yes. Hoping your assigned “escort” is keeping his eyes to himself while you dip yourself into the warm water of the hot springs around a mile away from the settlement you live in that calls itself a new country? No.

It’s all for safety and you know it but it doesn’t make it any less mortifying that you were not only paired with a man it just had to be one you find yourself undeniably intrigued by and have for the last several months you’ve been a member of the current strength based empire that reigns.

Unfastening the last of the laces on your dress, you yank the itchy fabric over your head and fold it into a small square. Situating it far enough away from the lip of the natural hot spring it will not get wet, you dip your legs into the water first and the rest of you follows, bare to a rapidly darkening evening and Hyoga’s eyes only. Usually his most trusted warrior would be glowering at you from his side of the spring but she’s suspiciously absent tonight, making you believe she may have been ordered to stay behind.

“You can look now.”

As if he hasn’t been stealing glances every time he has escorted you out here regardless of the presence of Homura or not.

His gaze is difficult to see through the overgrown length of his bangs but you have felt it since the first time it fell on you after you were no longer encased in stone. You know it remained on your back while you disrobed, likely dipping lower than your shoulders. You can feel it now despite it being your turn to avert your gaze while he removes his clothing, removing his boots and loin cloth with little ceremony.

He doesn’t tell you not to look but you feel compelled to give him some semblance of privacy until he gives you permission to ogle. His body is a fine tuned weapon and you’ve been caught glancing at the hardened muscles of his chest and abdomen more than once so sparing yourself the embarrassment of being caught again is the easy decision.

The water splashes up over your breasts and shoulders, the white haired man finally entering the warm water with a groan. He dunks his head completely beneath the water and surfaces quickly, pushing the wet strands back and off of his face.

“You can look now, too.”

The remark is sarcastic and you hum back wryly, eyes drinking in the beauty of the brutal man. You don’t believe anyone else aside from his fellow kingdom rulers have seen him without his mask, an uncovered face, a weakness in his eyes, and it makes you feel important for the briefest moment. Water drops off of his eyelashes and down the slope of his nose, dripping down the full cradle of his Cupid’s bow and finally down his chin.

“You are very bad at hiding your staring problem, dirt dweller.”

The nickname makes you snort, picturing yourself as some kind of tiny mole digging through the now seeded and rudimentarily irrigated fields he watches you work in every single day. You’d much rather be an animal built for this work than the human that you are, not particularly built or suited for labor at all. Your domains are situated so close to one another you can practically recite his drill calls and he can hum the asinine songs you sing while digging and seeding.

You still do the work, though, and this is a treat for your perpetually sore muscles.You spread your arms out on either side of you while sinking a little deeper into the water, your chin dipping into it and big eyes glancing upward and across at the company you’ve been granted.

“Like you should talk. The bangs only hide so much, Hyoga. My eyes are up here.”

Making a fist but sticking your thumb out, you jab upward and you swear that the faintest hint of a smile on his face. Hyoga isn’t the joyful type and that in particular is why it still surprises you he willingly sticks with the duty he was given to follow you around making sure you stay out of trouble. It’s almost as if he enjoys your antics.

“You are incredibly mouthy,” he shoots back and there’s a particular note of warning in his tone that makes you tilt your head to the side. “How nobody sees it besides me is shocking.”

He often has something just edgy enough in his tone when it comes to you that you can tell whatever control he’s keeping when you’re around is slipping. Will it be bad for you when he does? Probably, but at least be able to claim victory.

“Oh, you’re so serious. I’m just messing with you.”

Giggling, you surface from the water and the upper weight of your breasts is exposed in a second. Goosebumps form across your now cooled skin and you reach around your back for the cake of soap you brought with you. Grabbing it, you hold it out in Hyoga’s direction, offering him first chance to get clean.

“You go first, you probably stink more.”

His midnight sky eyes are glued to your petrification scar, the dark line that runs from your throat down the midline of your body and stops at your belly button. It’s jagged but reminds him of the rows you spent weeks tilling by hand, not completely straight and narrow and perfect, but an impressive feat despite the flaws.

You’re impressive despite your flaws is what he actually thinks but he shakes his head to send the thought away and shoots back at your lighthearted joke with a scoff and a sneer.

“Doubt it. Only one of us rolls around in the dirt like a pig all day.”

Gasping, you toss the soap to his waiting and cupped hands and make a face he wants to laugh at. Mouth open, eyes narrowed, nose scrunched - you look truly petulant and he wades through the water toward your direction. You don’t move from your spot, letting him move next to you while lathering soap between his big palms.

“Let me help you,” he mutters and then swipes a soapy hand over your face, wiping it down your cheek and lower onto your jaw and neck. “I’m not so sure you’d know how to do this for yourself, simple thing that you are.”

You don’t stop him or protest and you don’t appear fearful either, his hand gradually slipping down your chin and finally following the petrification scar that slips between the valley of your breasts. Glancing up at him, you watch his eyes grow wide when he once again receives zero resistance against his touch.

Do you want him…no. He can’t afford to think that way no matter how reluctantly interested he finds himself when it comes to you. You don’t care about him, you simply want to be touched, your cheeks turning as pink as the sunset in the distance with each span of your flesh his fingers cross.

He rubs slick soap over your lower abdomen beneath the water and you finally give pause, blinking tightly and sighing. Pausing his exploration, he keeps his hand pressed against the soft give of your skin beneath it but decides to let you speak instead of cupping his hand over your mouth. He could easily do it, after all.

“What do you want from me Hyoga?”

He smirks, his own petrification scars jumping when they do. Small circles and lines around his mouth, framing the fullness of both top and bottom lip so well it’s almost a blinking sign daring you to stare at his lips and to imagine what they’d feel like spitting something besides vitriol in your direction.

Luckily, you’re smart enough to know the vitriol is nothing but bluster, if he wanted you dead or knocked down a peg you would be. Instead he silently asks you permission to keep touching, grabbing, mapping, palm firmly pressed against your waist.

His sigh mirrors your own and in an instant the distance between the two of you gets even shorter, his free hand gripping the lip of the hot spring on one side of your head. Leaning in close, he presses his forehead against yours.

“I should ask you the same.” He should, given the slight way you press your thighs together beneath the water, cunt begging for relief after the little show he has put on. “Nah, I should make you tell me.”

He crowds you against the edge of the spring further, knee angling toward your core and promising relief if you’re simply honest and well behaved, agreeable to giving him what he wants. The hand resting on your belly slides back up your body and grips your chin, delicately enough you’re in no danger but firm enough you know he means it.

“So tell me. What do you want?”

The last several months loop in your memories and you can recall each individual time you realized you may want Hyoga with little effort. He’s violent and mean, cold and crass but there’s something in the way he deals with you that screams “want” very loudly. You don’t have experience with men, at least not very much, but you know when you are desired.

Looking down at you, he realizes how easily he’s captured you but he’s the one who feels more like the fly stuck in your sticky honey. He flaps his wings, desperate for release, but only sinks deeper gazing into your eyes that are so full of desperation for him.

Chuckling, he takes advantage of the grip his fingers have on your chin and he lifts it upward slightly.

“So quiet all of a sudden. That’s unusual.”

You smirk and he raises a brow, wondering what you’re planning. Craning your neck, you push your body forward and your lips brush against his so faintly it could be mistaken for an illusion. He groans and leans in to kiss you again, still gripping your chin but letting his other hand fall to the small of your back to press your chest against his.

He hadn’t given much consideration to how truly weak and defenseless you would be against him until now, his single hand splaying across most of your lower back. He could destroy you.

The kiss ends as it began - wordlessly - and he looks down at you with the same glint in his eyes he has spent months trying to hide.

“Tell me what you want,” he insists and you decide to stop playing coy for a moment.

“What if I want you, Hyoga?”

It’s a possibility he has spent too many frustrating nights thinking about, pacing and fisting his cock to the memory of the breathy way you say his name after a long day of work.

He grins but it lacks the usual cruelty he’s so proud of.

“Then you need to know I only reward good behavior.”

Never one to back away from a challenge, the same irresistible little smirk comes across your face and he fights the urge to squeeze your cheeks between his thumb and forefinger. To make your smirk disappear and your lips pucker, eager to be met by him again but holding back seems like the most responsible option lest someone stumble upon the two of you.

“And who decides what’s good or bad?”

Now it’s his turn to smirk, an incredible show of power while nude and pressed against the body he has spent a borderline obscene amount of time thinking about.

“Me.”

Rolling your eyes, something Hyoga lets you know he doesn’t appreciate with a wag of your chin, you realize he’s serious. Whatever attitude you had drops and your face falls.

“The odds will always be stacked against me if you’re the one deciding them. You already tolerate me at best.”

Chuckling, he shakes his head and his half hard cock brushes against your inner thigh, sending another rush of pink to your cheeks. Blushing like the simple little thing that you are and giving him a headrush at the same time? You are truly a rare gift he has stumbled upon and he groans, rubbing the length against the soft skin beneath it.

“Does that seem like toleration to you?”

Wordlessly, you shake your head and he leans in to kiss you again. It’s as soft as the first time, the gentleness of his lips a contrast to his demeanor and you let yourself dream for a moment that he cares about you and doesn’t just want to fuck you into next week. It’s not like you can pretend it isn’t what you want as well, pressing your body against his and praying for little more of him with each passing second.

“Listen to me and I’ll give you everything you want, understand?”

Nodding pliantly, you wonder how well you will manage to adhere to his standards when your brain isn’t clouded with emotion and lust. You are into Hyoga against your better judgment and while it’s unclear exactly how he feels about you, at least you can both find common ground even if it’s just each other’s bodies. Cooperation and teamwork are how the new world will be run, after all.

“Let’s finish up and go back. They’re probably wondering why we’ve been gone so long.”

Dropping your chin and removing his knee, you whine and he shoots you something akin to a warning glance. Your flesh heats, the absence of his hand leaving behind a burning sensation, the opposite of his cool demeanor. He feels you looking at him, lathering soap between his palms once more to swipe down the rest of your body and part of you feels compelled to offer to do the same for him but he shakes his head when you reach for the soap.

“No.”

The word is a full sentence so you let him swipe his soapy hands across your arms, your breasts, between your legs. His finger brushes against the slickness between your folds and he chuckles, the confirmation he has been searching for dripping from you. His finger brushes against your clit and you whine once more, hips bucking into the pressure. The sensation is gone as quickly as it came and he cups water into his hands to pour it down your body, eyes watching every droplet as it sluices down your form.

You stand still as a statue and he wonders why he didn’t take the chance to do this sooner, cock jumping beneath the water. Satisfied with your cleanliness, he nods to instruct you to get out and contemplates how to best prolong your suffering, lathering up his palm again and putting a distance between the two of you. His hips rest above the water, proud cock standing tall and heavy, and he slowly starts to stroke himself.

“Let’s see how much self control you have,” he taunts from the other side of the spring, fisting his pretty cock while you look on. Your eyes are glued to his every move and he wonders why he ever pictured himself as the fly knowing you are the one who is truly trapped. He just needs to test how far he can push you, stroking again and letting a shaky groan rumble from his chest.

The sun falls the rest of the way and night arrives, Hyoga prepared to deal with whatever heat keeping you away from everyone this long will bring after he’s certain you fully understand the terms and conditions of his offer. He’s in charge here and you will do whatever he pleases, your lower lip tucked between your teeth and eyes glued to his fist.

Maybe this situation will be easier than he expected.

#hyoga x reader #dr stone x reader #akatsuki Hyoga x reader #kendall writes

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hyoqa · 8 months

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pairing: akatsuki hyoga x gn!reader (no prns)

summary: hyoga thinks very poorly of being in love, but he's in love with you

warnings: hyoga is a little sweet at the end

Hyoga did not like the idea of love— it was only natural for someone who thought like he did. It was illogical and people acted irrationally because of it. If anything, he looked down on those in love because he genuinely thought they were losing their minds to some silly feelings. To him, love was always something for the weak, not for the strong who had things to be doing. Important things.

Which is why he thought you were so horribly stupid to be confessing to him. If one thing wasn't going to work, it was that. Yet, no matter how many times he told you that you were being silly and he wouldn't return your feelings, you just wouldn't back down. Almost daily, you'd find a way to tell him your feelings again.

He hated it so much, everything about it upset him, but somehow he wasn't able to push you away. Your daily greetings and conversations made him far happier than he would like to admit, and that annoyed him greatly. He was not supposed to be feeling joy from someone else, and definitely not supposed to be looking forward to seeing you. Illogical, irrational, thoughts.

These thoughts alone already annoyed him— he hadn't even dared to think he was in love. Never would he be in love, and definitely not with you. Yet, deep inside he knew. He knew that if you were to stop one day he'd probably give in and blurt out these emotions he's been hiding from even himself. He wasn't ready for that, but more importantly, he wasn't ready to see you give up on him. He knew he was being illogical and annoying, not wanting to admit his feelings to return yours, but also not wanting you to move on to someone else. He knew he was being hopelessly selfish, but he just didn't know what to do. He had never been in love before.

The next day when you confessed your love for him all over again, like it was the first and this hadn't been going on for weeks now, the thought alone that he might harbour feelings for you flustered him to no extent. He didn't mean to act so cold and push you away, but he just didn't know how to act. He had no idea what to do, but he knew he'd rather die than show it on his face.

"Hey, Hyoga?" you asked, voice serious.

He stopped to listen and turned his head your way.

"I know you're not fond of me doing this every day, but is it really a nuisance to you? If it is, I'll stop..." you said carefully.

You were trying not to cry, he could tell. He's heard you every day so he knew you well enough to know that much. But this was exactly what he was dreading and he brought it upon himself. Why couldn't he act like he normally did? Why were you affecting the way he acted? Everything irritated him until it made so much sense.

He was in love with you, and there was no denying it anymore.

"Please be blunt about it, I'll feel better that way," you said, but then smiled immediately after. "I guess I don't have to worry about that with you, though. You don't know how to sugarcoat your words anyway."

He didn't know what to say and how to tell you how he felt, so it came out blunt and honest, just like you had asked for it to be. It wasn't the kind that he liked— it came out far too uncollected and in a fluster, but it was his genuine thoughts.

"I think I'm in love with you, and that scares me to death," he said.

"What?" you ask, not believing your ears.

"I will not be repeating that," Hyoga said and turned away. He genuinely believed you were going to run after him and squeal like you always do, but you didn't.

"You won't take it back, though?" You said quietly and he immediately turned around. He knew you were crying. He didn't mean to make you cry— that was the last thing he wanted to do.

"You just said to be blunt, so I was," he said. "Please don't cry."

"I am so in love with you," you said, looking straight into his eyes.

"Even after I made you cry?"

"These are the happiest tears I will ever cry."

#hyoga x reader #akatsuki hyoga x reader #hyoga akatsuki x reader #hyoga #akatsuki hyoga #hyoga akatsuki #dr stone x reader #dcst x reader #NEVER BACK DOWN NEVER WHAT ?#i am so sorry i will shut up #as per usual i literally CANNOT WRITE COLD MEAN RUDE HYOGA LIKE NO THAT IS NOT HIM #idk what hyoga you were reading but THE ONE I READ AND FELL IN LOVE WITH IS A SWEETHEART DEEP INSIDE #I AM SORRY I CANNOT CHANGE THIS #anyways my only concern is that i feel like all the things i write are starting to sound rhe same #like i have another blurb in my drafts thats practically complete but it sounds just like blurb 2 so idk if i should post it #i will have to figure something out #THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING ILYSM #also hardly proofread i apologize #i will reread later and fix as i go

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pix3lplays · 5 months

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Reader that as meek as a sheep part 2 with Shishio Tsukasa, Asagiri gen and Hyuuka (I Can't remember how to spell his name correctly😭😭)

Okay, imaginw reader in the old world reader is born in a very warm and comforting family, they almost had never seen the wars happening outside, the children abuse and etc.. Like they had never see the cruelty of this world or If they did, they know how to cope with it because their parents taught and raised them right(I feel like reader would feel conflict with Tsukasa' idealistic world where no gov are alive. If I were a person who never witness cruelty of this world and suddenly one random man told me about wars going on out there, I would feel conflict about his idealistic world too.. Like yeah, I hate those gov but I would also feel like it would be heartless to murder them)

With her warm and comforting environment, molding reader into a very soft-hearted and meek person with that innocent heart💗

(I am DR stone since it first release and now I'm rewatching it again😔😔 My Dr Stone phase always come back frfr)

-🐑 Anon

So I don’t write Gen because I literally cannot see him in a romantic way no matter What I do but I can do Tsukasa and Hyoga!

-Tsukasa and Hyoga with a very meek reader-

Tsukasa: He revived you because you had actually known each other in the old world, and he valued your kindness and gentle nature.

Yes he considered you on the weaker side, something to be protected, but in his mind that was okay.

He would take care of you. And your kindness was something he knew his empire needed. But you were scared of him when you were revived, after you saw what he was capable of. You disagreed with him, he has to convince you to accept that his way is the right one.

He understands that you’re very soft and vulnerable.

So he promises you’ll never have to witness another death, if you stay by his side. And how could you refuse such a sincere looking man?

He convinces you to return to the Tsukasa Empire, and with time you fall in love with him, even though you still find yourself disagreeing with his violent philosophy.

Hyoga: I think, at first, Hyoga would hate your overly kind, compassionate, meek nature. It drives him crazy to think someone like you could exist, not driven by a desire for strength, but instead driven by compassion, and love and kindness.

It made him sick.

For a while.

Until he was the one on the receiving end of all your kindness and compassion. Seeing the way you were genuinely concerned for him…it changed his view, just a little bit.

You were naive. Innocent. Too kind. So WHY was he finding it hard to hate you?

He doesn’t know.

But he finds himself becoming your shadow. He just…observes you. Sees how you interact with others. You have no idea why, but you try not to mind it.

He’s not the type to confess his love. He doesn’t even believe he’s in love with you. He just thinks he’s…curious about you.

He’ll keep you alive for a while longer, so he can figure you out.

#Dr Stone #Dr Stone x reader #dr stone tsukasa x reader #Tsukasa x reader #tsukasa shishio x reader #tsukasa shishio #hyoga akatsuki #Hyoga x reader #Dr stone Hyoga x reader

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snzhrchy · 11 months

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for a request, would you be interested in doing a jealous/possessive hyoga x g/n reader?

jealousy, jealousy.

hyoga akatsuki x gn!reader

synopsis; hyoga has no reason to be jealous over ryusui but he can't himself...! notes; do not ask if i'm interested because if you request hyoga, i WILL do it. i love that man so much

the sounds of conversation were dulled out by the constant movement of the water waves which were repeatedly attacking the persues.

much of the excitement and loud noises were emitted from the central area of the ship, where francois resided snd their bar. it was lively there; everyone was huddled around francois, wondering and guessing what sort of intoxicating concoction they'd come up with next. after all, everyone was desperate for a way to escape after the heinous events they'd been through.

you, however, were farther away from the action. trying your best to avoid the new drunks that were scattered across the ship. the only thing that slightly piqued your interest was the fighting practice going on between tsukasa, mozu, homura and of course, hyoga. still, their rapid moevements weren't enough to free you from your bored state so you just sat on one of the chairs, dissolving into your own thoughts.

until, a familiar blonde pilot came into your view.

'yn! i knew i'd find you here!' ryusui exclaimed with a big, bright smile. however, his happiness was cut short when he saw you, 'what's with the long face?' he suddenly asked, concerned laced in his tone.

'nothing-! what is it you wanna say?' you stammered once you realised that ryusui was indeed attempting to communicate with you.

'i asked dear francois to make you a perfect drink! it has alcohol, hope you don't mind it but also some mint and...' ryusui trailed off on explaining the ingredients and the way in which francois prepared your alcoholic beverage. eventually, he pushed the drink towards you, with his large, brown eyes indicating that he wanted you to give it a taste test.

immediately after taking your first sip, you felt enlightened, free. the alcoholic beverage was swoon swept into your body, making you intoxicated. you couldn't get enough, it was simply elegant. so after your first sip, you took another and then another...

soon, you too, were in a drunken state of mind. all thanks to ryusui, who was just happy that you were finally enjoying yourself. ryusui had also gotten himself a few drinks from francois, who joyfully made them for him and you.

unbeknowest to the pair of drunk young adults, there had been hyoga who was keeping his golden eyes fixated on the two.

it was quite odd for hyoga to ever feel such a way. normally, most people won't even bother disturbing his significant other as he'd always be there by their side and glare at anyone who dared to get a little too friendly with them.

however, right now, he was busy exchanging attacks with mozu. he'd fought him already so he saw no reason for him to do it again. but it was required by him to do so; after all, he'd finally announced that he'd be loyal to the kingdom of science and they had just started to trust him. threatening ryusui would do no good to his reputation nor would be to halt his fighting practice.

nonetheless, hyoga felt bothered. he couldn't prevent himself from gazing at the pair every now and then. this action also resulted in his fighting moves becoming rather sloppy. but could he prevent himself? absolutely not. who wouldn't be bothered when a far more attractive man is basically wrapped around his significant other.

hyoga wasn't the type to consider himself to be jealous. he had no reason to be. but with the way ryusui had his arms wrapped around them and the way they both were laughing and giggling with each other made his heart drop--whether it was in jealousy or resentment, hyoga didn't know.

when hyoga saw ryusui grab their arm and practically drag his lover to francois' bar, he couldn't handle it anymore. he was really starting to dislike ryusui--was the captain not aware that yn was already taken?

hyoga had had enough. he simply let his spear drop to the floor as he trailed behind his lover and ryusui. this action of his earned a snicker and a degrading comment from mozu but the man immediately stopped his taunts once he saw hyoga's dark gaze.

once hyoga caught up to the pair, the first thing he did was grab a hold of his lover. he used one arm to tear them away from ryusui's grip and the other to gently caress their face.

his face turned into a frown after he realised that his lover had had too much to drink and were terribly intoxicated by the alcohol. how could they have been so careless?

'say, ryusui, don't you think they've had too much to drink already?' hyoga spoke, trying to keep his voice as monotone as possible.

'hmm...? we've barely drunk 4 glasses though-!' ryusui tried to explain.

'yeah, i think i'm going to have a few more!' yn confirmed.

'oh come on, you're on the verge of passing out. you know you can't handle alcohol very well.' hyoga snapped back. to be fair, he wasn't lying. his lover was practically falling asleep--their eyes were barely open and they could not form a coherant thought at all.

before ryusui could answer or before his lover could object, hyoga had already picked up his lover in a bridal-style manner and had already begun to depart the main deck of the ship.

he was right after all, his lover was just too tired to even deny any of his claims because as soon as hyoga swept them into his arms, they found themselves falling closer into a deep slumber.

the captain would've objected but he knew better than to get on hyoga's wrong side and he could not deny that indeed, 3 glasses of alcohol had rendered yn pretty helpless. so, he let them go but was determined to drink with them another time.

finally, his lover was far away from ryusui's grasp could hyoga finaly breathe properly.

upon gently settling his lover down onto their bed, hyoga realised that their lover had fallen asleep. a small smile crept it's way onto his features as he layed down next to them...

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junosmindpalace · 1 year

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Hey please may I ask for dr.stone Gen and Hyoga with a s/o who got badly injured, then being protective perhaps ❣️

thank you for your request! manga spoilers for hyoga’s part- i hope that’s alright!

warnings: blood, stabbing

Though impressed by Gen’s betrayal of the Tsukasa Empire, Hyoga wouldn't allow him to get away with it. He needed to be reminded of the might they had, that they were no fools.

And so when he remembers a comment Gen had made about a certain villager when reporting back to the Tsukasa Empire, he immediately knows how he wants to deliver that reminder.

As if the situation couldn’t have gotten any worse with Hyoga’s attack on the Kingdom of Science, he revealed that his ambush was merely a distraction as his right hand Homura set fire to Ishigami Village. To deal the final blow on not only the double crosser himself but the rest of the villagers, Hyoga caught you when you were off guard staring in horror at the sight of your home being burned down and stabbed you with his spear. As the others dealt with fending off Homura, Hyoga and his men, Gen and the other villagers stayed behind to help tend to your massive stab wound. Suika had run off in an effort to lure the group away from the village, giving the villagers the opportunity to take care of you without having to be on guard. Senku called out some instructions to Gen on how to help with your wound until he got back before running off after Suika with Kohaku. Through shaky hands, Gen immediately got to work.

He was relieved when Senku later did a proper assessment of your condition and assured him that you’d eventually recover. Though horribly wounded, your condition was similar to Gen’s from when he’d been stabbed.

Gen knew better than anyone the pain you were in, being victim of one of Hyoga’s spear assaults himself. It was tremendous, and you were weak in every sense. Just watching you in your frail state made all those feelings wash over him again, and his guilt was just as immense.

He watches you throughout your entire recovery. When you manage to feel well enough to talk, he talks your ear off. He tries to take your mind off your inability to move and redirect your focus to more lighthearted matters, whether it be the Kingdom of Science’s progress in creating cell phones or his magic tricks. Gen’s company helped you pass the time instead of spending it basking in your agony.

When you’re entirely healed, he teaches you some of his own tricks to self defense, such as his fake blood bags, to help keep you even the slightest bit safer in the future. He’s nervous to have you involved in any battles after that, especially against the Tsukasa Empire, but he knows it's unavoidable and that you’ll want to fight. So though he can’t physically protect you himself, he does what he can to keep you safe in the ways he knows how.

In future conflicts, despite his fear, he still puts a protective arm in front of you and tries at all cost to manipulate the battle away from you, so you could stay clear of danger for as long as he could control it.

The Kingdom of Science was backed into a corner- or so the enemy thought. It just so happened that Senku purposely chose the room Hyoga was being held in on the Perseus, and he just so happened to have the last remainder of revival fluid to use on him. Being in the tricky situation they were in, Senku was left with no other option.

As Hyoga emerged from his stone stature and took hold of Kinro’s spear, he surveyed his new surroundings. He quickly understood the dilemma the Kingdom of Science faced and searched for you within the panicked group. His eyes landed on yours, shocked and doubtful, with the slightest sliver of guilt. From the very beginning you had sided with Senku, disgusted over your friend’s cruel vision for the new world and what he was willing to do to bring it to fruition. Having to help take down someone you were so close to hurt your heart, but for the sake of others, you did what had to be done. On the surface, it was as if Hyoga had no room in his seemingly miniscule heart for you anymore, but your dedication was true and your means of protecting others impressive.

Which is why when he was torn between siding with Moz or the Kingdom of Science, his eyes settled on you almost tauntingly, cold steel gaze pinning a sort of blame on you.

But then his eyes trailed downward.

You were hunched over and holding your shoulder with your opposite hand, blood seeping down your arm and all over your fingers and the palm of your hand. You looked tired, presumably from the excessive loss of blood and the need to keep moving in order to stay safe. Yet you stood with your friends once again, not letting yourself submit to Moz’s wrath.

And so Hyoga lunged forward with the golden spear toward Moz, and a fierce battle between the two spearsmen ensued. Senku’s risky “wild card” paid off in the end, as Hyoga was eventually able to bring Moz to his knees and force him to surrender.

His strength and skill is just as admirable as ever, was your final thought before the loss of blood caused you to pass out near the end of the battle.

When you woke, you were met with the sound of incoherent talking and the familiar walls of the Perseus bunker. You slowly blinked as your eyes adjusted to the sight of Senku and Hyoga talking over your body, serious looks etched into their faces and tones as you started to comprehend their words.

“...no longer has any affiliation with me. Even then, your Kingdom of Science wouldn’t resort to such violent means.”

“And we have no way of knowing you won’t do the same.”

“I see aiding you in your battle was a mistake.”

As you shifted in your bed, both pairs of eyes snapped toward you in surprise. Hyoga’s eyes widened at the same time Senku smirked. “Good morning, sleeping beauty. Feeling well rested?”

You yelped as you attempted to prop yourself up on your injured arm, and Hyoga quickly forced you back to lie down. “Think before you act, you fool.”

His sharp gaze returned to Senku as he narrowed his eyes. “I will look over Y/N alongside you. Whether I have your permission or not doesn’t matter to me.”

Senku shrugged. “I have no problem with that so long as you’re serious.”

An agreement was reached. Hyoga would take over Senku’s place in monitoring your recovery in order for Senku to focus on the next steps the Kingdom of Science should take. Like that, Hyoga had joined the Kingdom of Science.

You did a lot of catching up while under his care. What had you been doing while he was petrified? What was the Kingdom of Science working toward now? What other injuries had you sustained? Why the hell weren’t you more careful? There was a conflicting mix between care and resentment in his questions and comments, the contrast between each putting you on edge. You didn’t know exactly where you stood with Hyoga, and his dual responses made it difficult to deduct where he stood on the matter.

It had to be somewhere neutral, because why else would he be so insistent on looking out for you? Why would he constantly put you down for your mistake if there wasn’t some part of him that still cared about you? Why was he so quick to shield you from the other members of the Kingdom of Science? Why did his eyes hold such strong resentment when you told him of the way Moz hurt you?

In a strange way, you almost felt the need to thank Moz, because you were able to reunite with an old friend and rekindle feelings of something more.

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Tsukasa has never allowed absentee parents to be an excuse for bad manners, but at the current moment, he is too irritated to knock before he enters Hyoga’s home. After all, this is the third place he’s searched for him, first at the training arena, then at her now empty home, and by now, he is certain that if Hyoga isn’t in this final spot, he might tear up the place commensurately to the way Hyoga did the medical hut, and leave the conversation at that.

“Hyoga, come out,” he calls out, gliding in, doing his best to control his own anger. Regardless of how complex and painful the situation might be for him, threatening members of the community is not a way to behave. Hyoga doesn’t respond, and Tsukasa huffs through his nose, prepared to move on in his absence, but before he turns, a mass shifts in the corner of the dimly lit small domicile.

Tsukasa is so surprised to see Hyoga, the fiercest warrior in his regiment unfurl himself from a bundle of furs and look up at him with eyes wet with tears, that his prepared speech clears from his head. He blinks, practically squinting at the young man in a heap, and furrows his eyebrows.

“Hyoga?” he asks again, as if the husk of a man is going to respond with some other name, and Hyoga looks away, pulling his knees to his chest.

“I fucking heard you the first time.”

Tsukasa’s lips press into a thin line. The whine in Hyoga’s voice is uncharacteristic, but it’s more startling than annoying, enough that Tsukasa’s initial anger mellows to exasperation.

“What’s wrong with you?” he asks directly.

Hyoga doesn’t answer, and he appears to be staring off into space. Tsukasa feels annoyance course through his veins again but rather than start the fight he came here to start, he squats, leaning forward observe his comrade.

“Are you crying?” Tsukasa asks.

Hyoga’s right hand twitches, as if he were planning to grab his always-close-by weapon and strike but Tsukasa doesn’t flinch. His dark blue eyes are tearing wet and wiping them off his face looks even less manly, so he mutters under his breath instead.

“What do you need me for?” he spits.

Tsukasa grimaces.

“Your tantrum earlier. I came to address it, but I see you’re out of sorts, anyway.”

“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about,” Hyoga replies, but he hiccups, then bites down hard on his lower lip as though punishing himself.

Tsukasa keeps his eyes steady on Hyoga who has trouble meeting his gaze in a combination of embarrassment and resentment.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about.”

Tsukasa widens his stance and attempts to look threatening, but quickly realizes it’s not worth it. Hyoga as he is right now has lost as much bite as possible. His shoulders relax and he sighs.

“Hyoga, I know you care about her but she’s not dead, she simply left.”

Hyoga doesn’t respond immediately, but a few moments pass in silence before he spits.

“Is that not worse? I would have preferred she be swallowed by beasts.”

If Tsukasa were the type of man to roll his eyes, he would have, but instead he remains composed.

“You don’t mean that,” he replies, evenly. To that, Hyoga gives him a look so poisonous a lesser man would have recoiled.

“I’d imagine you don’t know what it’s like to feel the pang of rejection, Tsukasa.”

To this, Tsukasa smiles.

“A bold assumption to make.”

Hyoga sneers, then looks away.

“Either way, I may look a mess as of now, but I won’t be like this forever,” he insists. Tsukasa raises an eyebrow while Hyoga lets his head tilt back, as though reabsorbing tears, then blinks a couple times. When Hyoga looks at him again, Tsukasa watches him again for flickers of weakness, of which there is none, but there is hurt obvious in his features.

Hyoga is a proud man, and dwelling again on the circumstances will not help any longer.

“I’ll give you as much time as you need to get your feelings in order,” Tsukasa offers. He rises to his feet and attempts to be merciful, but Hyoga rises just seconds later, no longer shrouded in furs.

“I’m fine,” Hyoga answers. “Temporary lapse in judgment, that’s all.”

Tsukasa readjusts his cape and nods, thinking about broken clay pots, lips pulled down in disappointment, and scraped knees.

“That’s correct,” he adds. If not for the fact that the man was already in tears, he would have spoken to him harshly if not more, but Hyoga appears to be suffering enough.

“I’d like you to apologize for your actions as soon as you get the chance.” Tsukasa reminds him anyway. Hyoga gives him a look, but quickly understands.

“Alright.”

Tsukasa bows again and turns to take his leave, but not before Hyoga offers one bit of unsolicited advice.

“She can hurt you too, you know.”

Tsukasa doesn’t turn to acknowledge him, offering a firmer bid adieu instead, but the thought haunts him all night.

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Hyoga x fem!Reader headcanons

Another Ao3 ask! This one's for Dr. Stone, so I tried not to push myself too bad to just test the waters on whether I want to write for it again. And...admittedly, I don't think I'm up for scenarios for this fandom yet. I'm getting there, but it still sucks the soul out of me to write something super long for this fandom...

Hope it’s still enjoyable tho!

CW: foreplay mentioned, rough sex, edging, sexual sadism mentioned. Nothing explicit, but they’re brought up.

Hyoga is a pretty cold person. He's generally just ruthless and he's not too strong on his morality.

So, he doesn't strike me as someone who easily goes into serious relationships.

Somewhat for the reason that his standards are just, very high for a partner, and somewhat because he's just. An asshole sometimes.

He generally just has the vibe that he's sooner to use someone than to love them and do what he does out of the goodness of his heart.

So, any real sex with Hyoga would likely be more of a situation-ship than anything else.

Maybe he would grow to care for you, maybe not, but either way the most likely start to your relationship would be less romantic than you might hope.

That's not to say the sex wouldn't be at least fun.

Sure, it might not be the most romantic of hook-ups, but Hyoga's got a bit of pride to him, so I don't think he could bear to be garbage in bed no matter how selfish or deranged he may be.

In fact, despite his deranged hopes for the new world and moral flexibility that might lead you to believe he's a selfish, mean partner. Hyoga would, at least, not be opposed to slower sex.

After all, you don't need to jackhammer a girl to be sadistic, all you need is some time and dedication.

Granted, Hyoga can be quick and rough, but it's more fun for him to slowly torment his partner. Watch her devolve into a mewling, moaning, squirming mess pleading for a break.

He achieves this with a surprising taste for foreplay.

As sharp tongued in bed as he is in public, more than happy to edge a girl into madness, and with the cold selfishness of wanting his own way with no real care for opinions, Hyoga prides himself on how he can unravel a woman into utter putty in bed.

That being said, he doesn't submit almost at all. Even in positions like cowgirl he keeps a majority of the control.

Also, with his ego, any woman he sleeps with would be expected to worship his body as well as plead for him. It mostly depends on the mood he's in that day.

The trade off for this enjoyment of thorough sex is that when you and him do have a quicky, he's probably going to be more worried about his orgasm than yours.

It's a give and take if you sleep with Hyoga. You give up an overtly emotional relationship for a man who can turn you into jello for at least a day after, and that's even without needing his dick.

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cottoncandyafterdark · 4 days

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Hyoga SFW Alphabet

Tags: SFW, fluff, headcanons, alphabet meme

Warnings: None

Notes: Originally posted on ao3 here

A: Affection (How affectionate are they with a s/o?)

Not very, at least when it comes to physical affection. He's particularly against public displays of affection, but you might be able to get a little more out of him in private. Normally the most you'll get from him is an arm around your shoulders, or a similar possessive gesture just so everyone around knows you're taken.

B: Breath (What can their s/o do to take their breath away)

Show off what you're good at. He's particularly impressed by combat abilities, but he'll appreciate any talents you have that could be useful.

C: Cuddle (Do they cuddle? If they do, how and when do they cuddle?)

It depends heavily on his mood. He won't shove you away or anything, but a lot of the time trying to cuddle Hyoga is like trying to cuddle a brick wall. However, sometimes, while falling asleep, or after sex, or if he's just alone with you in a really good mood, he'll put an arm around you and hold you close to him.

D: Dream (What do they dream of doing with their s/o?)

When you became an important part of his life, he essentially inserted you into the dreams he already had. He wants to lead a new world where only the worthy will have the privilege of surviving, and he thinks you not only deserve to be part of that world, he wants you to stay by his side, rule with him, and experience all the perks that come with being the lover of the man in charge.

E: Effort (How much effort do they put into a relationship?)

More than you notice or realize. He doesn't call attention to the effort he puts into the relationship so it can easily be overlooked.

F: Fear (What do they do if their s/o is scared? How do they handle it?)

Are you scared because a person or some other living thing is threatening you? He'll kill it. He's not as good at helping you deal with more abstract or irrational fears. He'll help get you away from whatever's scaring you or distract you from it, but he'll be a little disappointed that you'd let something scare you that can't actually hurt you.

G: Gifts (What type of gifts do they give their s/o? Do they want a gift in return?)

Hyoga isn't too big on gift-giving, but he will give you gifts on special occasions, like if it's your birthday or something. He goes for practical gifts, things you can actually use and might need, like winter clothes or some kind of tool that would help make your hobby or job a little easier. He doesn't see any point to gifts with purely aesthetic value like flowers or gemstones.

H: Hugs (Do they hug their s/o? How often?)

He tolerates being hugged by you, and you alone. Anyone else who tries would be lucky to leave with both their arms intact, but you're special to him so you get to hug him. That doesn't guarantee that he'll hug you back, though.

I: Intimacy (How romantic are they? Do they have problems with intimacy?)

He's not romantic in the traditional sense. The closest he'll get to that is when he kisses you. His kisses aren't loving, exactly, but they are deep, and passionate.

J: Jealous (Do they get jealous? How do they act when jealous?)

Don't try to make Hyoga jealous if you want the other person/people involved to leave alive. He's very possessive and doesn't take kindly in the least bit to the idea of someone trying to take you from him. He might also remind you of who you belong to in a more, intimate manner later on, but this is an SFW chapter we can't go into that here.

K: Kiss (Are they a good kisser? Do they like to kiss? How often do they try to kiss you?)

His kisses are rare, but surprisingly passionate when they do happen. I think his petrification scars would also add a unique twist, they'd definitely affect the way his lips feel against yours.

L: Love (When do they say they love you? How often do they say it? Do they prefer to say it or show it?)

He never says "I love you" out loud. And I don't mean rarely, I mean never. He does show it in his own way, though you kind of have to read between the lines- any time he acts jealous or protective of you, or when he lets you hug him, or even the way he just wants to be near you sometimes- in his head, those little things do more to tell you how he feels than any words ever could.

M: Marriage (Do they want to get married? If so, what kind of ceremony?)

He's not opposed to marriage, but you'll have to be the one to bring it up. He's not really interested in a ceremony or reception though, he'd far prefer whatever the stone world equivalent of a courthouse wedding would be. Either that, or he'll just start calling you his spouse. I mean, who's going to argue with him?

O: Out of the Ordinary (What’s something they don’t normally do for/with their s/o?)

If you can't tell by now, he's not too keen on acting overly affectionate, or doing anything that would make him seem soft or vulnerable, especially in front of other people. He shows his love for you in his own ways that don't involve any of those things, and he just needs you to accept that.

P: Playful (Are they playful in a relationship? If so, how do they play around/mess with their s/o?)

Hyoga will joke around with you some, but his sense of humor is dark enough that you may or may not always recognize them as jokes. If your sense of humor is dark enough to match his, though, oh boy, he will be happy to joke with you more than anyone else even thought he was capable of.

Q: Questions (Do they ask their s/o their opinion on things? Do they share theirs?)

If it's relevant to some field of expertise of yours, sure, he'll ask your opinion on something. Otherwise you'll need to speak for yourself without him prompting you. I can't say he'll always take your thoughts into consideration, but he will appreciate you being willing to stand up for yourself.

R: Random (How spontaneous is their relationship? Do they do things on the spot or plan ahead?)

He actually plans pretty far ahead for most things- he wants to do everything properly, after all, he needs time to prepare. Not that you'd know that. He doesn't tell you about his plans ahead of time so it ends up feeling very spontaneous.

S: Sleep (How do they sleep with their s/o?)

It takes him a while to be comfortable sleeping next to you, though not as long as you might expect (he's pretty confident that even if you did try to attack him in his sleep or something, he'd wake up in time to stop you doing any lasting harm). Once he is, though, he'll sometimes put an arm around you and hold you while you both fall asleep. He also thinks it's cute if you lay your head on his chest like you're using him as a pillow.

T: Trust (How much do they trust their s/o?)

His trust is as hard to gain as it is easy to lose. He's going to need to be really convinced that you don't have any ulterior motives or conflicting loyalties before he can really put his trust in you, and he's definitely still got a plan for if you ever do decide to betray him.

U: Unique (What makes them unique as a s/o?)

His possessiveness towards you and willingness to use violence against other people (but not you- he'll never hurt you) is a rather unique combo. One that could potentially lead to people getting hurt, but certainly a Unique combo.

V: Vulnerable (How long until they can be vulnerable around their s/o? What are they like in this state?)

Hyoga? Vulnerable? Yeah that's gonna be a hard no. You'll see him vulnerable when he's dead.

W: Wild Card (Random domestic headcanon)

He's very protective of you, and hates the idea of you getting hurt. But for that very reason, if you don't already have any combat skills, he's going to want to teach you to fight at some point. He doesn't want you to throw yourself into fights you don't need to, but he knows he can't always be around to protect you so he wants you to be able to defend yourself.

X: X-Ray (What would they do if their s/o got injured?)

If you were injured by another person, that person would have to die immediately. He would take care of you while you recovered, too, and it would really shine through how much he cares about you while he does; for all he tries to play it cool, it's easy to tell he cannot stand the thought of losing you.

Y: Yuck (Do they have any pet peeves about their s/o? Are there any habits that might bother their s/o?)

Hyoga likes for things to be done properly. So, if you're sloppy or unhygienic he will be very annoyed. You might get annoyed with him if you're particularly opposed to violence or something like that.

Z: Zeal (Are they passionate as a s/o? Do they want or like passion?)

He often outwardly acts cold in his relationships, but he has a lot more passion for you than he shows. If he's openly accepted you as his romantic partner, then chances are his feelings run deep- deeper than he'd like to admit. He might not always show it, but he'd do just about anything to keep from losing you. I think that counts as passion.

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kxuraa04 · 10 days

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Hyoga🤍

#saint seiya #saintseiya #Hyoga #cygnus hyoga #hyoga de cisne #hyoga x reader #ilustración #ilustration #digital art #digital illustration #los caballeros del zodiaco #cisne #art #artwork #fanart

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wozw4ld · 2 years

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Hyoga x GN!Reader /// It's Alright

Summary; You comfort Hyoga after one of his painful past reminders n stuff,,, I did this for fun don't put me on blast,,,hshdnsn

Tw; Cussing, PTSD, Panic attack, nightmare, comfort

Pain

That is all that spiked through his body

Absolute pain, as the red consumed him whole, the red that specifically related to one of his worst nightmares, being Sinfan, or the Devil, to be specific. He gasped for air, it seemed too hot to breathe, almost if the oxygen was infected with the demon, the demon stared at him with the signature smile it always held, mocking him for even trying in the first place, he sobbed slightly, a crowd of hands reaching for him,

Pabometh cackled right onto his face, as the hands continued to reach, they burned through his skin and dug into his flesh, his veins and eyes felt like exploding, his mouth gaped like a fish, yet he managed to yell

He yelled and cried

For help

For Anyone

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His body jolted upwards, he gasped as clear oxygen entered his lungs, his eyes full of tears as his heart punded roughly onto his chest, ringing filling his ears as he'd come to realize that he got up too fast due to his... He shook his head as he attempted to recompose himself with his breaths. As his adrenaline ran out, the cold room temperature hit his shirtless body, making him shiver, a reminder of the current reality, different from... Ok, he needed to stop thinking about it, he rubbed his face in his hands, realizing his tears that had fallen without his notice.

He sucked in a harsh breath, having it shove his adrenaline down, he'd remember the lessons he'd gotten with Ruka to help his mind and body and reminded himself of what he was told to do

He needed to go outside

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A loud thud is what awakened you, your eyes fluttering open to the empty and messy room, Hyoga was nowhere to be found yet a part of you knew where'd he'd be, you've been with him for long enough to know how he acted (Or most of his actions). You stretched yourself, sleep still clinging at your body as exhaustion dragged at your eyelids, mentally deciding to yourself that if you left the bed, the fluffy blankets would very much remain hugged to you.

Dragging your feet towards the floors of your home, you passed through the bedroom, to the kitchen and onto the living room, it made you slightly less tired and more aware of what your surroundings were. You saw him, right at the front porch (which had been slammed open and remained as such) , sitting with his legs crossed, mumbling something and taking deep breaths. It seemed like he was doing Yoga, you chuckled at that, he looked concentrated yet not fully at peace. You went behind him and spoke softly, your voice low and drenched in fatigue--

" Is there anything i can do to help? "

He jumped a bit, his pale face going red from blushing as he twisted his head around to face you, he stared at you with his red eyes for a bit, before staring back to the city and patting the empty spot near him, you happily obliged, sitting down, draping him with the blanket as he shuffled to cover the both of you, his head laying over yours as you nuzzled onto/near his neck.

" 'M lucky to have you, you know?" He mumbled as he went on to kiss the top of your head

" Same here " You responded slurring your words. He huffed, amused, you both just stared at the city lights, cuddling close together as they blurred into nothingness and seemed like stars in your eyes.

It was going to be alright

It's okay now.

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leewritestoomuch · 19 days

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Hello! For the dr stone event could we get the most likely to stop working when receiving an unexpected kiss on the cheek from their crush?

Thank you!

Dr. Stone Characters Most Likely To…

Stop Functioning When Receiving a Kiss on the Cheek

Ginro. Okay so he’d probably ask for it, but still never see it coming. He stops functioning. Like falls on his face if you ACTUALLY kiss his cheek. He tries to walk off to brag, and legitimately trips and eats shit.

Chrome. A blushing mess. Can’t talk. He’s just staring at you now. Eventually, he tries to talk, but he stutters a bit as he asks you what that was for.

Kinro. Doesn’t know what to do with himself. Did you just kiss him…? It was the cheek, but still. He’s never really had anybody do that so… he’s blushing and doesn’t know what to say.

Senku. He’d stop dead in his tracks. And that might not be because he’s nervous. Could be. If he likes you, his face loses color and he’s just stunned. If he doesn’t like you, his face loses color too, but he immediately starts complaining.

Francois. They’re shocked. They hardly ever break their professional butler persona (persona? Nah, just their lifestyle atp) but this one time… they blush a bright red. If they return the feelings, they might just sneakily give you a kiss on your cheek too once they calm down.

Tsukasa. Hear me out. He’s touch starved. He’s not one to lose his cool though, but admittedly, he stumbles a bit. He doesn’t show it too much, but he’s nervous.

Gen Asagiri. Ah yes, so great at acting and pretending, yet he fails miserably to act cool. His cheeks go red for a moment, but he pulls himself together fairly quickly to tease you.

Hyoga. He’s shocked, but he doesn’t show it at all. Maybe his cheeks get a little pink, but he does not fumble. He probably asks you what you did that for, depending on who you are, it may be laced with danger or may not.

Ryusui. He might just admittedly pull you into a full blown kiss tbh. He’d tell you he loves you. He’s not scared. And he’s not lying either.

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strawberrystepmom · 2 months

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hyoga (dr stone) x f!reader. canon au, reader is an agriculturalist. mutual pining. my usual, served hot. wc 1.2k. divider by cafekitsune as always.

“Not this again.”

Hyoga groans and frustratedly thrusts his spear through the air, tipping his head upward toward the oranges of the dawn sky when the head of the weapon lands inches away from where he intended it to - a true pain to a man as exacting as he tends to be. Perfection isn’t an option he gives himself, it’s an expectation, but something keeps getting in his way. He takes a centering breath and it only lasts for a few beats, his chest heaving from the exertion of his early morning practice.

The spearman visits the training area just as the sun rises to have time to practice, welcome the day, and think alone. However, for the third day in a row, he can hear you singing to yourself while inspecting your plant.

Turning to look over his shoulder, he groans. At this distance, he can make out the vaguest silhouette of you. If he were to be honest with himself, he’d have to admit that he is silently annoyed that his mind easily fills in the blanks he can’t visualize through his squinted eyes. The sun is only beginning to beat down although if it’s bothersome, you don’t show it and your outline steps between rows of vegetables, still singing happily to yourself.

Looking around the arena and the camp both, Hyoga notices how empty the spaces are and decides now is the time to go talk to you if he’s going to. You are well-liked enough by the other members of the Kingdom of Strength you’ve unwittingly found yourself a part of that he risks a bit of ostracization if he is perceived as picking on you, something that should not bother him but does for inexplicable reasons. It’s not that he particularly cares what anyone else thinks, fear is more valuable than respect in this new world anyway, but he is distinctly bothered by the notion that other people are protective of you.

Placing his treasured spear aside, he scrubs a hand over his face and crosses the small dirt path between your world and his. Your treasured fields, thoughtfully planned since the day you were handed the reigns of growing food for the kingdom you serve, and his place of violence. The two of you are so different yet he finds himself increasingly curious about you and how unabashedly yourself you tend to be.

Since the first day you were depetrified, you offered yourself in full despite any fear. Your time, expertise, and ability are going to improve the lives of everyone. You hate praise on a wide scale but beam when receiving it one on one. You smile brightly and offer plentiful hugs if someone needs support. Everyone likes you, it’s not difficult to understand why despite his own opinion.

He rolls his eyes and scoffs at himself for even pondering your likability. All his mind has done is conjure ridiculous imagery of a ridiculous woman and he refuses to entertain it any longer. Each step of his boots leaves a mark in the dirt below it and Hyoga attempts to quiet his steps when he approaches you but if the way you stop singing abruptly is any indication, has already been spotted.

“You are incredibly obnoxious.”

Smiling at his greeting before you even glance in his direction, you wipe your hands across the brown canvas of your work pants and rise to your full stature. The mask he always wears covers his mouth which leaves you unable to tell if he is snarling or frowning but you assume from the tone of his voice he isn’t quite seething, just annoyed.

“Good morning to you too, Hyoga. How are you?”

Midnight colored eyes flit briefly over the entirety of your figure and his eyes shift downward at the rows of planted soil instead of continuing to look at you, taking stock of how quickly the carrots have started growing. Their green tops have sprouted and if he were less annoyed by the inconvenience of you interrupting his training, he would acknowledge that you are impressive at what you do.

“I would be far better if you hadn’t interrupted my morning training.” He spits and you offer an apologetic frown, folding your arms over your chest and tilting your head to the side. “Why are you out here so early? I train every day at sunrise to be alone so feel free to stay in bed tomorrow.”

Laughing to yourself, you shake your head and raise your eyebrows. You’re likely the only person bold enough to actually talk back to him, the fear he has stricken in the rest of his loyal subjects seemingly lost on you. It’s not that you don’t respect him or take him seriously, you do, but merely that you enjoy pushing his buttons more than anything else.

“You don’t own the dawn,” the petulant note in your voice is rewarded with a low warning hum from the man standing on the other side of your tubers. You have to force yourself not to smile, pressing your lips together although if he were to take a good look he’d see the faintest trace of a curve across them. “And besides, there is no way I can take a good look at everything without being interrupted at any other time of the day. In two hours people will be out here and asking questions and..ugh!”

You throw your hands up and sigh, eyes wide. There’s no hiding the fact you are laying it on thick this morning and Hyoga almost certainly sees through it garnering no sympathy for you. Despite this, there’s a slight relaxation to his shoulders you would miss if you weren’t staring at him so intently. There’s no challenge in your gaze, only curiosity, and it frustrates him that he can never tell what your true intentions are. Is your kindness self preservation? Are the smiles faked in an effort to keep yourself less threatening? He can never tell.

Luckily for you, he doesn’t feel like getting into it right now. A low hum precedes his words and you keep your eyes glued to him.

“Fine but keep the singing to a minimum. Some of us have actual work to do.”

Smiling, you nod and his posture stiffens again.

“Sorry for distracting you.”

Rolling his eyes, he turns on his heel to cross the dirt path back toward the practice arena but stops himself long enough to look over his shoulder. Another glance at you, raking over your face and body.

“You didn’t.”

Satisfied with his ability to get the last word, he heads off in the opposite direction of where you stand. That went far better than expected and your difficult disposition is clearly subdued this early in the day.

Hyoga considers this a victory in the battle of wills between the two of you and entering his designated area, he reaches for his spear again. Examining the tip and the handle carefully, he squints and loses himself in thought about how he could possibly improve the weapon with the rudimentary tools he has access to now. Running his thumb along the sharpened tip, gloves protecting him from any injury, he catches himself humming a fragmented version of the song you were singing moments earlier.

“Enough,” he tells himself aloud. Grateful to be alone, the word leaves him in a weak whisper a second time. Enough of your songs, enough of your smile, enough of you.

Narrowing his eyes once more, he glances across the dirt path to see you working alone, quietly. The sun has risen higher in the sky and illuminates you, the shine of your hair and the round of your cheeks and he blows air out of his nostrils tensely.

Distraction indeed.

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