((Happy holidays! How was your Christmas?)) Can you do a KanekixJuuzou Christmas scenario where Juuzou can’t think of anything to give his love, so on the night of Christmas after partying (this would be after the series), Juuzou gets some privacy with Kaneki and sticks a bow on him. He apologizes for all the pain he gave him during the war with Furuta and offers himself to Kaneki as his Christmas gift, which is hard because Juuzou is insecure about his body. They end up making love that night

Happy Holidays to you, too! My Christmas was nice although hectic; how was yours?

“Hey, Hai – Ken, I mean.” Suzuya taps Kaneki on the shoulder.

“Suzuya, we’re alone.” Kaneki laughs as they walk up to Kaneki’s apartment. Suzuya insisted on having a private talk tonight after their revelries.

As soon as they’re sipping coffee around Kaneki’s table, Suzuya climbs onto the table and sticks a bow on Kaneki’s chest.

“Huh?”

“I’m sorry,” Suzuya begins, tears dribbling down his cheeks. “I’m sorry I cut off your limbs and told you I was gonna kill you. I was – I thought Mr. Shinohara would want me to follow orders, and I was wrong.”

“Juuzou, it’s okay.” Kaneki smiles. “I loved following Arima’s orders too. I understand.”

“It was still wrong.” Suzuya sniffles. “I love you, Haise – I mean, Kaneki. And I almost killed you.”

Kaneki embraces the small man. “It’s okay. I forgive you, I promise. And I love you, too.”

“That was my present. My apology.” Suzuya sighs. “Not much of one but – wait – you love me?”

“Of course,” says Kaneki, his face serious.

“Then I’ll be your present,” Suzuya blurts out. He’s afraid, of course, but he doesn’t want to waste any more time.

“Suzuya…” Kaneki sighs, fully recognizing how ashamed Suzuya typically is, despite his paradoxically brazen behavior. “Well, tonight I’m your present, too.”

Suzuya gasps as Kaneki leans forward to kiss him. They lose themselves in a fluffy of kisses and caresses, but they slowly move towards the bedroom anyhow.

“Is this okay?” Kaneki asks, taking a break from kissing. His jaw hurts at this rate.

“Yes.” Suzuya’s eyes sparkle. He’s excited that tonight, he can finally make love with someone who won’t be disgusted by him. Someone who forgives him and loves him despite his misdeeds.

And Kaneki’s excited to make love with someone who sees him as an equal despite his ghoul nature, despite his failures.

“I love you,” Suzuya says again as Kaneki slips his hands under his pants. He doesn’t feel afraid anymore, not one bit.

Everytime Hsiao walks into a room, the rest of the Quinx can’t help but slip compliments about her thighs and hips into every sentence. To which she never notices.

“Hello Hsaio.” Saiko’s eyes are wide as Hsaio strides into the kitchen one morning. “You look beautiful this morning – I mean how could you not, with those legs.”

“Thanks!” Hsaio says brightly.

“Hsaio where can I get nylons like yours?” Higemaru waves his hands. “Or legs, for that matter.”

“Why do you want nylons?”

“Aura and I want to see who looks better in them.” Higemaru crosses his arms. “Hsaio will win, of course.”

“Higemau is crazy,” Aura begins. “And God dammit your hips are better shaped than my aunt’s.”

“Aura, you’re a little obsessed with Kiyoko,” Hsaio says. “It’s uncomfortable.”

“Uncomfortable like I feel with her legs,” Saiko whispers to Urie, who flushes.

“I’m sure Mutsuki’s legs are better,” he grumbles. Although it’s hard to have sexier legs than Hsaio Ching-Li.

“What are we all standing around for?” Mutsuki enters. “Hot damn Hsaio could turn me straight.”

“Saiko, do you have the coffee ready?” Hsaio smiles. “We have to get going or we’ll be late.”

Because to Hsaio, the only sexy legs worth talking about are Saiko’s.

Anteiku headcanons !!!!!

– They once had a dance night, provoked by Nishiki and Koma attempting to have a dance off on the counters one day.

– Yomo thought this was a terrible idea, but then Uta heard, got enthusiastic, and persuaded Itori to supply wine.

– Touka and Kaneki danced…very…closely… and Yomo noticed. For the next day, Kaneki was confused as to why Yomo kept glaring at him.

– Irimi and Koma sometimes leave together and come in together the next day. Nishiki once accused them of being a couple, which they promptly denied. Yoshimura, however, was not convinced, though he kept his chuckles to himself.

– One time Hinami found five stray kittens and insisted Anteiku look after them until they could find a proper home. This home turned out to be Yomo’s place.

– Touka is too short to dust the top shelves, and Nishiki always teases her about it. One time she poured iced coffee down his shirt. Kimi was there to pick up Nishiki. She was not sympathetic to Nishiki.

– Hinami once told Yomo he felt like her uncle. The rest of the day, no one could figure out why Yomo’s eyes were puffy and bloodshot.

– Koma once asked Uta if his tattoo was about Yomo. No one is allowed to speak of what happened next.

What do you think how would Uta handle getting children??? Does he want children??

– He’s always dismissed the idea as terrible for someone as irresponsible as he, so any pregnancy with his s/o is probably not planned.

– He’d be shocked when his s/o told him, yet somehow he’s always suspected this would happen.

– He wouldn’t be the type of dad who cries upon seeing his child born, but he will sit with them in his arms with a sense of wonder on his face … for as long as they’ll let him.

– he’ll bring up his kids in every single conversation, until Yomo and Itori get sick of it.

– He will partake in mischief with his wily kids.

– Sometimes he still just watches his children with wonder and awe. He adores them and is humbled by the fact that they love him back.

– Eventually, he’ll realize that with his kids, he no longer feels lonely.

What do you think Uta’s parents would be like if they where alive??? (i know they are probably dead by now but still)

Well, they might have been Washuus… 😉

Ahem.

– Uta’s mother was probably the one who encouraged his art. She nurtured his talent, and may have been an artist herself. She may have approved his first tattoo.

– His father was probably distant. Busy with work and not a fan of ghouls despite being one himself. He was probably disgusted by young Uta’s love for eyeballs. I doubt he had a great relationship with Uta’s mom. They probably split up.

– Uta tried to pretend he didn’t cry when his mom died at the hands of investigators, but he totally did. That’s one of the reasons he related to Yomo – the despair upon losing the one who raised you.

– He also cried when his father died, well aware his father was an ass who probably deserved it. Hence his surprise at Furuta’s lack of emotion after killing Tsuneyoshi.

hi i’m that person who asked for masanori with his aunt and uncle last time. could i request another one like how about shio and koharu take masanori and miki to the beach and are competing to be the favorite in numerous activities?

hello there. Of course you may.

Based on characters from @koyuki-tan‘s “Peace Sign” and @hamliet‘s “The (Mis)adventures of Goat.”

“Auntie Koharu, do I have to wear sunscreen? It feels so icky.” Miki juts out her lower lip as they arrange blankets on the hot sand.

Koharu winces. Shit. There’s no avoiding being the bad guy here. “No, because you’ll get sick otherwise.”

Shio smirks at Koharu, who responds by sticking out her tongue.

“Wait, you can stick out your tongue? Can I? Daddy doesn’t let me.” Masanori sticks out his tongue at Miki.

“Hey!” she yells, responding by poking out her own tongue.

“I’m cool again,” Koharu whispers to Shio. He scowls. “Hey, as soon as Auntie Koharu finishes with the sunscreen, wanna search for shells?”

“Oooh, yeah!” The kids bounce up and down.

Half an hour later, Shio holds up shiny mussel shell. “Look, it’s like a mirror. Miki, you can see your pretty reflection.”

She giggles as Masanori runs around stomping on the shells.

“Masanori, look at this giant clam shell you can smash.” Koharu waves it around.

Shio pouts. “I gave him like ten.”

“But I gave him the biggest,” Koharu says.

Later on, as they swim, Koharu revels that she is, for the moment, still taller than Shio. That means she can tow her niece and nephew into deeper water, hold them over larger waves.

“I like being splashed more,” Masanori says with a shrug, running over to Shio’s side.

“I don’t.” Miki clings to Koharu. “I don’t wanna be p – pull -pulllized.

“Pulverized?” Koharu says with a giggle.

“Yeah. Wheeeee!” Miki cheers as Koharu leaps in unison with the waves, and Shio and Masanori go tumbling head-over-heels.

As they head back to Koori and Hairu’s, they stop for ice cream. Miki frowns, chocolate smeared across her face. “Uh-oh.”

“Uh-oh what?” Shio wipes his flushed face. Ow.

Masanori bursts into laughter. “You both were so focused on putting sunscreen torture on us, you forgot it for yourselves!”

Koharu whimpers slightly. “Shio. How long were we in the sun for?”

“We’re gonna die,” he replies, already texting Yusa and Rikai for aloe.

First off, Merry Xmas! Second off, how would Anteiku + Uta and Itori (You don’t have to do Yoshimura if you don’t want to) would like to be comforted by their S/O after a nightmare. Thank you!

Haha thanks, doing Yoshimura is always so strange. He’s just a cute tragic old man.

Kaneki Ken – He wants to be held as he sobs, and someone to ask probing questions.

Kirishima Touka – She wants someone to listen to her rant about how horrible it was.

Fueguchi Hinami – She wants to be snuggled as she explains all her feelings in detail. Her S/O better encourage her, too.

Nishiki Nishio – He wants someone to make him laugh. Someone who can joke about the monster he dreamt about or even crack black humor at the death of his sister (his most common nightmare).

Nishino Kimi – She wants someone who will distract her with kisses.

Koma Enji – He wants to be awoken the second his s/o suspects a nightmare. Someone who will massage his worries away and talk things out with him and even stay up all night if necessary.

Irimi Kaya – Someone who assures her that she’s a good person who doesn’t deserve nightmares, even if she doesn’t believe it.

Yomo Renji – Someone who will hold him tight and ask him if he wants to discuss it. If he doesn’t, he wants someone who will respect that, but maybe hold him a little tighter and cry for him.

Uta – He says he wants someone who will buy his lies about how it’s nothing, not to worry. He actually would probably admire them if they refused to believe him and used therapy-level skills to work out his problems and fears. Someone he’s not afraid to confess his fears to.

Itori – Someone who doesn’t mind staying up while she relives it. Maybe they’ll suggest wine as they talk things over.

Mirumo. Dying. In front of Shu. e.g. blood from his mouth, collapsing, etc. Break my heart as freely as you can. Just Do It.

“Thank you, Daddy.” Tsukiyama draws close enough to embrace his father. With these metal detectors, they’ll save Kaneki. He just knows it.

He knows Mirumo’s been scared of his association with Goat, too scared of changing to world to help the. Until now. Because when it comes down, Mirumo loves his son.

“Remember my advice,” Mirumo says.

“Don’t die and eat well,” Tsukiyama repeats with a laugh.

Mirumo touches Tsukiyama’s cheek. “You’re so thin, my boy.”

“Yes, well, we’ve been starving a bit. We’ll be okay. I’m still better than I was when Kaneki died the first time,” Tsukiyama jokes.

“Shuu,” groans Mirumo. “Never put me through that again.”

He gasps then, and jerks.

“Dad?” Tsukiyama’s eyes widen. The salty, metallic odor of blood is unmistakable.

Tsukiyama pulls back to see a gaping hole in Mirumo’s chest.

“DAD!” he screams.

A cloaked agent of V stands behind Mirumo, quinque in hand. He chuckles, but he’s immediately run through by Ui Koori.

“Mr. Tsukiyama,” gasps Ui, scrambling forward.

Tsukiyama catches Mirumo as his father crumbles to the ground. Blood oozes from his lips. “Dad! Dad!”

“We need a medic!” Ui yells into his radio. “Come on, Mr. Tsukiyama, you can’t die yet! You haven’t gotten revenge on me!”

“I’m…not…Mr. Tsukiyama anymore,” Mirumo manages. His eyes fall on his son. “I’m so proud…of you…”

“Dad,” whimpers Tsukiyama.

Mirumo gasps in one last breath before falling limp.

“No!” wails Tsukiyama. Tears stream down his cheeks. “No! I called him. It’s my fault.” Dad died because of my love for Kaneki, for real this time.

“It’s not,” Ui assures him, seizing the gasping V agent. “I promise.”

First Karren, now Dad. Tsukiyama sniffles. “We need to find Kaneki. I can’t lose anyone else!”

Mutsuki confesses his feelings for Kaneki to him and gushes to him while holding his hands how much he loves and adores him and how attractive he finds Kaneki no matter how Kaneki/Kaneki’s body changes due to his life’s trying circumstances/traumas. Kaneki is touched when he learns about the depth of Mutsuki’s feelings for him and how he’ll never betray or abandon him. This is before he leaves the CCG and it’s this scenario that convinces Kaneki to stay with the Quinx as he feels loved

“I’m headed to Rushima.” Inside an empty interrogation room, Mutsuki waits for the Black Reaper to acknowledge his presence. He shakes from head-to-toe. Don’t you love us anymore?

“Good luck,” says Sasaki dully. He meets Mutsuki’s eyes for a second before glancing away.

“Your hair looks good black. And the glasses suit you!” Mutsuki forces a smile. It’s true. It’s just this angry personality that doesn’t fit.

“Thanks.”

“You’d look attractive no matter what, actually,” Mutsuki says with a giggle. He turns to leave, but why? He might die on Rushima. He might never see Sensei again.

Mutsuki spins around to face Sasaki again. “You know we Quinx love you, right? Even Urie. And I – I adore you no matter what. Even though you’ve abandoned us.”

He chokes up. “We’ve all been through so much. I can’t – you know we’re a family, right? We’ll never leave you. That’s what families do! Right?”

Sasaki’s face whitens.

“I love you, Sensei. And I want to tell you that. I love you a lot, and you mean so much to me, I promise.” Mutsuki wipes his tears off his cheeks.

The reaper’s upper lip trembles. Mutsuki loves him? Urie doesn’t blame him? Saiko cares?

Mutsuki throws himself into Sasaki’s arms. “Please hug me.”

Sasaki obliges. Mutsuki hears him sniffling. “Mucchan, of course I love you all. I’m sorry I’ve been horrible.”

“It’s okay; we’re all horrible,” Mutsuki insists. “Please come back to us. We’re here for you. Always. No matter what.”

Sasaki clutches Mutsuki tighter. For a moment, Kaneki Ken feels loved and safe again, even in is broken family. “Thank you.”

This is all he’s ever wanted.

Can you do some hcs on how Yomo, Uta and Tsukiyama would spend Christmas with their human so

Yomo

– He’d like a quiet Christmas. He’d wait up Christmas Eve until his so is asleep, then set up whatever gift he got them right in front of the Christmas tree his so insisted on getting.

– speaking of, his gift originates from many hours spent in thought on what his so likes. it’s sure to be the best gift they’ve ever gotten.

– he’ll brew them hot chocolate and coffee for himself when they wake up.

– In the afternoon, his so insists on having Touka, Ayato, and a few others over. Uta and Itori crash. Yomo’s quiet Christmas is done in.

– It ends perfectly once the crowd has dissipated: he falls asleep holding them close to his chest.

Uta

– he teases them that he won’t even celebrate Christmas because he prefers Halloween. They pout and eventually he concedes.

– he secretly adores the fact that they persuaded Yomo and Itori to help them set up a tree in HySy.

– he probably made them whatever individual art piece they’ve wanted their whole life.

– for his gift, they probably went to a morgue and stole eyeballs from bodies set for cremation. And put them in a fancy jar. He’s impressed with their moxie; to him, it’s a second gift.

– At least once, he will insist that their second gift is tickles. They’ll mock-fight each other, until his so leans in close and tells him they love him. That warms his heart, even though he’ll respond with more tickles and tease them for it.

Tsukiyama

– Can you say EXTRA?

– He probably convinced Daddy to set up a Christmas tree over ten feet tall. It’s gaudy and colorful and he’s as excited as a child about it.

– he wakes his so up at dawn, shaking with excitement.

– he showers his so in jewelry, flowers, books, candy, whatever they want.

– the entire Tsukiyama household then sits down to a feast. To his so’s surprise, they’ve made all kinds of fancy French food just for them (and some human meat, too, for them).

– His so provides him with a very special brand of coffee they’re been collaborating with both Yoshimura and Itori for. It’s coffee beans infused with their blood that they’ve been syringing out every so often.

-Tsukiyama is so excited he’ll start crying, because of course you smell delicious to him, but he’d never hurt his so.

– It ends with all of the Tsukiyama household crowded in front of Mirumo’s giant TV, binge-watching sappy Christmas movies. Shuu and his so snuggle on the love-seat, and Mirumo thinks he’s never seen his son so content.