Kaneki loves it, too.
You know who doesn’t? Ayato and Urie.
“Why is this shitty dude officiating our wedding?” They yell before realizing they’ve said the exact same thing.
Thus begins their lifelong friendship, founded on antagonizing Kaneki Ken.
myths, magic, and fandoms
Kaneki loves it, too.
You know who doesn’t? Ayato and Urie.
“Why is this shitty dude officiating our wedding?” They yell before realizing they’ve said the exact same thing.
Thus begins their lifelong friendship, founded on antagonizing Kaneki Ken.
Arima Kishou
– He’s actually a very nervous lover. You will need to make the first move.
– Even then, you’ll need to be blunt about what you want. He’ll be obliging, of course, and honored that you’d like to do *that* with him.
– He’ll be pleasantly surprised if you go down on him. With you, he feels a little less lonely.
Hirako Take
– He’s vanilla. (Was there ever a doubt?)
– There will be no partner more concerned with how everything feels to you, and with your pleasure, than Hirako Take.
– He probably plans a romantic dinner at his place, complete with flowers and jewelry, before you do the do. He’s not expectant, of course, but hopeful.
Amon Koutarou
– He’s, er, well-endowed.
– He’d need to know you very, very well before taking things into the bedroom. Possibly married or engaged first.
– For Amon, the best thing about sex is the emotional vulnerability. He will treat you like you are holy during and after.
Good licensed drivers: Kaneki, Touka, Tatara, Akira is good sober but has tried to drive drunk and been stopped by her friends, Amon but he only drives when Akira is intoxicated, Mutsuki but he’s very anxious, Hsaio, Aura, Nishiki, Marude.
Scary licensed drivers: Eto, Furuta, Tsukiyama, Saiko, Takizawa, Koma, Miza, Urie, Shirazu, Higemaru, Kimi, Yoshitoki, Kureo, Karren.
Ayato has no license, but that hasn’t stopped him.
*shivers*
*checks box*
…232…

Thank you Momma anon. ❤
Someone I loved dearly passed away, so I wouldn’t say everything is okay, but I will be okay. Love to you. ❤
Due to a family emergency, updates for the next week may be slow at best. I should be back by next weekend, though. ❤ ❤ ❤
“Hina,” Ayato whines as Hinami straddles him.
“I’m so glad you’re back,” she whispers, nuzzling his neck.
“Me too. Even with the kids.” Ayato winks.
“Practice, am I right?” Hinami blushes, and Ayato is flooded with thrills that she would want to spend the rest of her life with him.
“Don’t hold back,” he begs her as their passion rises.
A cup smashes to the ground.
Ayato and Hina whip around to see Touka standing there, her nose bleeding and coffee splattered over her skirt.
Kaneki lunges forward, kakugan on full display, but Touka drags him back. “Let’s give them some privacy. Lock the door next time, Ayato!”
“Don’t lecture me about responsibility, pregnant one!” Ayato howls as Hinami uses her butterfly kagune to shut the door.
“Now.” Hinami smiles at him. “Where were we?”
Outside, Kaneki and Touka stare at each other. And scream.
– Urie: Oh no. No! Fuck. Fuck this shit. Help!
– Immediately contemplates falling his knees before Mutsuki right then and there. With Touka, Kaneki, Tsukiyama, and Saiko watching.
– But then he gets very scared that Mutsuki will reject him. That there’s something wrong with Urie. So he vacillates back and forth between what to do.
– While Urie is scratching his head and internally melting down, Mama Touka notices what’s going on and drags him outside Kaneki’s room for a confrontation.
– “How did you tell Kaneki about your feelings?” Urie will whine. “I asked him if he was a virgin,” Touka will reply.
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– Once Urie.exe has recovered from his horror, they will realize that Ayato has been standing behind them the whole time.
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– Ayato and Urie will make a pact to confess to their respective beloveds, to be enforced by Touka.
Based on @koyuki-tan‘s “Peace Sign.”
“Daddy, teach me video games.” Mizuki tugs on Mizurou’s arm.
“Which ones?” Mizurou smiles, calm outside although he’s inwardly dying of excitement. Finally, finally, his daughter will understand the joy of gaming.
“The one with the princess.” Mizuki pouts.
“The Legend of Zelda?” Mizurou trembles. “Yes.”
Now, which game to pick…he muses. Not Majora’s Mask. It’s too creepy for her.
Michiko clears her throat from behind her husband and daughter. She waves about Breath of the Wild. “What about this one?”
“Michiko?” Mizurou’s mouth falls open.
“You’re teaching me too, Tamaki.” Michiko nods. “I’m ready.”
“Okay. It’s hard, though, and takes lots of practice,” Mizurou says, more for his daughter’s sake than his wife’s.
“I’m ready,” Mizuki says seriously.
“As am I.” Michiko sits onto the couch with more ceremony than Furuta’s inauguration. “Let’s begin this adventure.”
Half an hour later, Michiko is shrieking on the floor, Mizuki is laughing into Mizurou, and he’s filming his wife screaming at the console.
It’s wonderful.