Can you do a touken AU/scenario based on the vocaloid music “feathers across the seasons”? I really love your writing!

Aw thank you! And thank you for introducing me to the song – I’m now a proper crying mess.

“It’s so peaceful outside.” Kaneki watches the snowflakes drift to the frozen earth.

Touka pulls him closer to their crackling fire. “This evening reminds me of the day we met.”

Kaneki blushes. “I remember.”

Do you have room? A beautiful woman with ukaku wings appears before him. CCG is hunting me.

So he lets her in, and since then she’s never left his side.

They snuggle together for warmth that night, and Kaneki thinks himself the luckiest man in the world.

Touka awakens to the first signs of spring.

“The birds sound like you. So beautiful.” Kaneki murmurs, pulling her closer.

Touka kisses him. He’s radiant in the morning light.

In the heat of summer, Touka toils in the vegetable garden they planted. They can’t eat what they grow, but someone can, and Touka likes that. And growing something happy warms her heart.

A crash from behind her catches her attention. “Kaneki?”

As autumn comes, Kaneki has not improved.

“He’s aging at a frightening pace,” says their friend Nishiki.

Touka shakes her head. “Don’t worry – Kaneki. I’ll save you.”

She sells vegetable after vegetable and pounds ukaku shards into jewelry. She will find a way into CCG, to save Kaneki.

Kaneki pulls himself upright. “Touka, your hands…they’re so beautiful.”

“Would you love them if they weren’t beautiful anymore?” Touka asks. All she wants is to hear and hold his unconditional love.

“Of course.” Kaneki holds her hands in his, but he’s soon racked by a cough.

Touka comes home one day, one day when she almost has enough to bribe a CCG doctor, to see Nishiki standing at her door.

“Where’s Kaneki?”

Touka sobs by an empty gravesite. CCG had already taken the body by the time she arrived, but she’s constructed a memorial nonetheless.

“If, one day, I was no longer mistakable for a human, would you still love me?” she asks, dropping an ukaku shard into the moist earth.

“Of course I will. I will always…remember that snowy day.”

Touka turns around with a gasp to see a dragon standing behind her.

“Even now, I still love you.”

She breaks into happy tears. “And I love you.”

Can you write Saiko x Ayato hc? (Their fırst meet)

I would love to see these two meet. *slides Ishida another slice of my soul*

“Who the hell are you?” Ayato glares at the pigtail-wearing Quinx.

“I’m Saiko Yonebayashi. Maman probably mentioned us.” Saiko raises her eyebrows. “Bruh. You’re just playing dumb because you want to seem cool.”

Ayato scowls. “Touka is the Maman, not Kaneki.”

“Huh?” Saiko gasps. “You mean – Maman and Touka are having a kid?”

“They didn’t even wait for me to attend their wedding.” Ayato pouts.

“Oh my god! We’re going to be big sisters and brothers!” Saiko grabs Mutsuki, then Urie. Aura, Higemaru, Hsaio. “This is incredible!”

“How do you have so much energy?” Ayato is stunned as she twirls him around. He dodges free, only to see that she’s unleashed her kagune – and shaped it like a crib.

“How did you do that?” Ayato demands.

Saiko giggles. “It’s a secret.”

“Admit it, it’s amazing,” says the black-haired Quinx.

“Maybe.” Ayato sniffs.

Saiko tackles him in a hug. “I love ghouls. They’re so much nicer when we’re not trying to kill them.”

Kaneki has always wanted a dog, but between his abusive mother, neglectful aunt and everything concerning his Ghoul life, that childhood desire never came true. He gets the surprise of his life when his family presents him with a new Akita puppy (maybe named Hachiko, after the infamous dog). (I blame the puppy videos on YouTube and the movie Hachi, for this one 😝)

“Touka, are you okay?” Kaneki enters their apartment to see her doubled over, pressed against the door to their bedroom.

“She’s fine,” Ayato calls. Hinami clutches his shoulder and giggles.

“All set!” Touka calls.

“Oof,” Kaneki hears Yomo grunt from behind the door. It opens and out spill the Quinx, Tsukiyama, Nishiki and Kimi, Akira and Amon, and…an Akita puppy.

Kaneki’s mouth falls open as the puppy quivers with excitement. It yips and scampers closer to him.

“We’ve named it Hachiko. You don’t get a choice,” Saiko calls.

Kaneki laughs. He stretched out his hand so the puppy can sniff him. “Better our dog than our kid.”

“Don’t worry. Mutsuki and I made a list of names,” Touka assures him.

Kaneki gulps.

The puppy tackles him.

“It’s so lovable!” Kaneki cries. “I – oh my gosh, Touka, I love it!”

“Take care of it well, Kaneki,” says Akira. She grins. “Maris Stella won’t like you anymore.”

“She better like Hachiko. He’s the best,” Touka declares.

Kaneki looks up at her with tears in his eyes. When he confessed his lifelong dream a week ago, in the middle of the night, he hadn’t expected anything other than a hug.

“Now that we can live freely, I figure we might as well make the most of it,” explains Touka.

Kaneki smiles. “I love you.”

Father-son angst and comfort between Matsuri and Yoshitoki, pls and thank you, good night.

I do a happy dance with every Yoshitoki ask I receive, Nonny-Mouse…TW for discussions of assault and homophobia (because, Washuus).

“What is wrong with you?” Yoshitoki bursts out, slamming the door to his office shut.

“What?” Matsuri crosses his arms.

“I don’t understand you!” Yoshitoki waves his arms.

“I’ve noticed, Father.”

“Then help me understand!” pled Yoshitoki. “All I wanted was to know if Iyo is expecting or not. Ordinarily I wouldn’t call it my business, but your grandfather wanted to know.”

“We don’t have sex!” Matsuri yelled.

Yoshitoki pales. “I really didn’t need to know that.”

“Well, you might as well have asked for it with that question, Dad.”

“I mean – no – Is everything okay?”

“No!” Matsuri howls. “No, nothing is okay. She’s a woman, Dad.”

Yoshitoki scowls. “Women aren’t lower status than you, Matsuri.”

“No, but they’re to be raped, right?” Matsuri laughs humorlessly.

Yoshitoki’s face cracks. “You know I never hurt your mother.”

“But you let it happen to everyone else.” Matsuri shakes his head. He sinks to a chair and rests his head in his hands. “You would have let me rape Iyo. And now I’m supposed to – and I – I can’t -”

Yoshitoki’s brain whirs. If Matsuri respects women, then why – Oh.

The rumors.

He gasps. His voice trembles. “Matsuri?”

Matsuri hunches over. “Don’t say it.”

Yoshitoki stares at his son. His…very gay son. Why did he never notice? Why did he always see what he wanted?

“Sorry I’m such a disappointment,” Matsuri spits.

“You’ve never been a disappointment.” Yoshitoki puts his hand on Matsuri’s shoulder, and for one moment, father and son see each other without judgement or fear.

They exit the office without another word, and return to their daily lives.

Haise/Kaneki and Mutsuki coupling with Mutsuki being looked at by Sasaki (in manga canon when he made Mutsuki meat for dinner) ,instead of with curiousity, but with attraction in the same way Sasaki/Kaneki looked at Rize and Touka.

Mildly nsfw.

“Tooru,” Kaneki moans as he strokes Mutsuki’s bare chest.

“Kaneki,” Mutsuki murmurs as he lets Kaneki pull him atop him.

Kaneki smiles up at him. “I love it when you call me my real name.”

Mutsuki’s sure his heart has stopped. That look…the kind, amorous look he’s craved from Kaneki.

“Why are you crying?” Kaneki asks.

“Because you’re beautiful.” Mutsuki tries to wipe his cheek, but Kaneki wipes first.

“So are you, Tooru.”

Mutsuki doesn’t feel afraid of being intimate with Kaneki. He feels free. Like himself.

And Kaneki still sees his body, and calls him he, and loves him.

And calls him beautiful.

Mutsuki bends over to kiss Kaneki again.

nsfw rize

“Why don’t you put away work for this evening?” Rize crawls up behind you to purr in your ear.

“Hmm?” You ask.

But she’s already laughing and hoisting you up with her kagune. “I want a snack.”

Her rinkaku drops you on the bed you share. “Y/N, do you mind if I eat you?”

You have to laugh. “Is that what you’re calling it?”

“We can share.” Rize smirks and straddles you. You run your hands up her round breasts, and she digs her hands under your shirt.

“Kiss me,” you whine.

She does, and then begins to gnaw at your lips, just enough to draw blood she eagerly sucks.

You pull her down against you and push up her skirt. “R-Rize…”

“Yes, Y/N?” Rize’s already pushed down your pants. “You’re my favorite meal, you know. I can’t wait to gobble you up.”

“Only if I don’t get you first.” You finish undressing her, though unlocking her bra is still difficult. The two of you sit, naked together on your bed. You stroke each other and murmur encouragements and throughout it all, you’re awestruck by this ghoul who considers you the love of her life.

Kaneki meets Oneshot!Kaneki and discover they have as much in common as they do in differences.

“What do you mean, you like eating people?” Kaneki stares horrified at his mirror image.

“I eat people only when I have to. But I do have to,” says Oneshot! Kaneki. “So do you.”

Kaneki growls. “I just eat ghouls.”

“That’s noble, but it won’t work for long, you know. Not without becoming a kakuja.” Oneshot! Kaneki licks his lips. “Should I be worried about you eating me?”

“No,” Kaneki says softly. “If I could live without eating, I wouldn’t eat at all.”

“So would all of us, don’t you think?” Oneshot!Kaneki tilts his head. “Heard you and Touka finally married.”

“Touka? You know Touka?” Kaneki brightens.

Oneshot! laughs. “I know a Touka. She’s a great partner. We defeated many investigators together. Though her temper and appetite are hard to control.”

“The temper’s easier now. She doesn’t have much an appetite that I know of.” Kaneki shrugs. “You love her, don’t you?”

Oneshot! grins. “Of course.”

“Guess that’s something we have in common.” Kaneki smiles dreamily at his counterpart, and both lose themselves to thoughts of their respect Toukas.

(Part of the dream verse) Kaneki saves his aunt from ghouls, and his family expresses their feelings towards the woman who treated him like scum for most of his life (include any one you want, though I would love if Mutsuki, Touka and Akira were among them. Enjoy yourself and express your own distaste for his aunt. Be evil if you must 😈)

“Do we have to rescue her?” grumbles Touka. “She doesn’t deserve her nephew or her grand-nephew-or-neice.”

“Touka, I can’t…I can’t be like her. I can’t abandon her. You know?” Kaneki swallows.

Touka sighs. “I know. I’m proud of you. I’m just…horrified you suffered like that.”

“All in place.” Mutsuki radios from where he and the Quinx have positioned themselves on his aunt’s roof.

“Thanks.” Kaneki clears his throat. “Akira, go for it.”

“Yes, your majesty.” Akira draws her quinque, and Amon uses his kakuja to bust down the door. “CCG!”

There’s a scream.

“Quinx, go!” Touka barks into their radio.

Urie and Hsaio use their koukakus to plunge through the roof. Aura flies forward on his ukaku to grab Kaneki’s aunt as the rest of the squad plunge Rc suppressants into the ravenous ghouls.

“No bloodshed, Maman.” Saiko clicks the radio.

When Kaneki approaches his blubbering aunt, he hears the familiar sound of her rage.

“Don’t touch me, you scum!”

“We just saved your life,” Higemaru says.

“I don’t like you,” adds Urie.

Mutsuki claps his hans to his cheeks. “Why were you so mean to your nephew?!”

“Nephew? Those – those beasts – they blamed him for this,” seethes his aunt. “Where is he?”

“He’s here,” Touka announces, slipping her hand in Kaneki’s. “Hi, I’m his wife.”

His aunt scowls at her belly. “I should have expected that of him.”

“Why are you so mean?” Mutsuki cries.

“Don’t you know all he needed was a mother? And you denied him that.” Akira’s eyes flash. Amon holds her back.

Kaneki swallows. “I don’t forgive you. Not yet.”

“I don’t want your forgiveness!” cries his aunt.

“I just don’t hate you enough to want you to die. I suppose we’ll both have to live with that.” Kaneki continues on, as if he hasn’t heard her.

“We’ll take care of the ghouls. Go reunite with the family you haven’t abused,” Mutsuki says coldly.

Kaneki feels a chill settle over him as Akira, Amon, the Quinx, and Touka surround him. “I have a family, Aunt. I’m sorry you can’t be part of it.”

Could you do a Shinji Ikari (Neon Genesis Evangelion)/Kaneki Ken scenario? They remind me so much of each other, I’d be interested to see how they’d interact.

I’ve never seen Evangelion, but wow, reading the description, they are hella alike.

“Ahhhh!” The teenager doubles over, wincing as memory after memory engulfs him.

“What’s wrong?” Kaneki hurries across Anteiku to help their strange new visitor.

“N – nothing.” The kid snaps back to reality. He’s here. In a Tokyo he doesn’t recognize. Mom is gone.

“I’m Kaneki Ken. What’s your name?” The eyepatched man holds out a hand, smiling nervously.

“I’m Shinji Ikari.”

“Well then, Shinji, can I buy you a cup of coffee?”

Five minutes later, Shinji and Kaneki are sitting across from each other, both clutching coffee. Shinji’s is full of milk and sugar that turns Kaneki’s stomach.

“I sometimes have nightmares,” Shinji says slowly. “When I’m awake. I’m sorry…to scare you.”

“No, it’s really okay. Do you need to talk about it?” Kaneki asks.

“I remember my mom dying wen I was young. That’s all. It’s okay.” Shinji squirms.

Kaneki’s smile fades. “Oh. I see.”

There’s an awkward pause.

You’re the adult. Speak, dammit. Kaneki sighs. “My mom died young, too.”

“Do you miss her?” Shinji hesitates.

Kaneki nods.

“I’m here because I’m a coward. Because I’m running away from the people who love me.” Shinji stares at his hands. “Because I don’t ever want to experience the pain of losing Mom again.”

“Me either.” Kaneki swallows.

“Do you – do you think – that if we let ourselves risk love, we’d be happier?” Shinji’s eyes are bright with tears. “Because I’m not very happy, Mr. Kaneki.”

“Neither am I, Shinji,” Kaneki says. “But at least you’re not alone. At Anteiku, we help each other out.” He pauses. “Maybe not being alone is the key. In which case, you are doing just fine, Shinji Ikari.”

The teenager grins at him.

Maybe some more Akira x Arima headcanons?

-Akira asked Arima out. He was so shocked, she almost thought her intuition led her wrong, but then he clasped her hands in his and said he’d be honored.

-Arima loves observing Maris Stella. Cats are contrarians, which he admires after his upbringing. The day she ate treats from his hand was one of his favorite days.

-When Akira found out about the garden, Arima had to restrain her from storming the Washuu compound to demand a duel with Tsuneyoshi.

-On their rare days off, Akira cooks him mountains of food and he thinks it’s more delicious than any restaurant.

-Akira was afraid to bring him along when she visited her parent’s graves, but one day she discovered him watching her. He offered her a tissue for her tears and said nothing as he slipped an arm around her. He didn’t need to.

-though Arima knows Akira is more than capable of holding her own against any sexism in the CCG, he has personally threatened to use IXA on anyone who insults women in his presence.

-Arima had grand, romantic expectations for the first time they made love. It actually turned into an awkward mess, with Akira laughing so hard she cried, and Arima internally freaking out as Maris Stella watched them with her glinting cat eyes.