hey! im kinda new to your blog so im not sure if you take nsfw requests, but if you do, can i ask for an nsfw akiramon fanfic. thank you, thank you so much!

I do indeed! ❤ welcome to the blog my dear!

“Don’t hold back.” Akira wraps Amon’s strong arms around her.

“Akira, I -” Amon’s heart pounds. He wants this. He wants this, for the first time in his life, but – but he’s a ghoul now. “Don’t you find me disgusting?”

Akira gives him a sharp look. “Hell no. You’re still Amon Koutarou. I love…you. Whatever you are, you’re still you. I love you, no matter what you’ve been through.” She digs her fingernails into his arms. “I’m so glad you’re alive.”

Amon nods, gingerly. He lowers Akira onto the bed of their hotel room, taking care to kiss the nape of her neck, her breasts under her shirt.

Akira skillfully removes his shirt, but when it comes to Amon removing her bra, he’s stumped.

“Uh,” he laughs nervously after a few minutes.

Akira grins as she moves his hands to open the clasp. “There you go. Don’t worry, you’ll have practice.”

Amon flushes as he sees her naked chest. She’s tiny, yet anything but delicate. He loves her body. He loves her mind. He loves her.

They slowly remove each other’s pants and lie for a while in their underwear, exploring each other in between sighs and laughter.

“I didn’t break you did I?” Amon asks anxiously when they start.

Akira gives him a smirk. “It didn’t even hurt, silly.”

Afterwards, Akira and Amon holds each other and smile into each other’s eyes, each treasuring the sound of each other crying out their name, each treasuring the second chance they have to love each other.

Both of them know that if they were to die tonight, finally, they could die happy.

I love your blog, Can I ask about Akiramon as parents headcanons?

– Amon makes sure they develop a taste for donuts, and Akira makes delicious Mado-style curry. Their kids are connoisseurs by age 5.

– They have multiple cats and dogs. Because Akira had childhood cats, and Amon had a childhood dog.

– I imagine both are a bit hesitant to bring up the subject of the grandparents to the kids until they’re older. Especially Amon.

– Akira and Amon love sports with their kids, and crafts, and reading. Their kids are extremely well-rounded.

– They never miss a playdate with the Touken kids.

– Maris Stella is probably their biggest initial issue. Brat cat is not ready to give up its throne to tiny humans.

– Akira and Amon are probably very nervous about how their larger community will view their quarter-ghoul kids. There’s a lot of personal and interpersonal reckoning to be done.

Hey! I love your writing! Can I please request nsfw head canons for Amon and Akira please

Thank you Nonny-Mouse!

– Amon is very, very skilled at going down on Akira.

– He’s hesitant to have actual intercourse because he’s afraid his size will break her, to which Akira demands he recognize how tough and feisty she is.

– Akira has woken Amon up at night just to seduce him.

– Amon is actually very fond of lingerie, and, lucky for him, Akira loves wearing it.

– Akira likes giving him hickeys. Amon likes getting them but is always nervous about giving them.

– Akira suggests using their quinques or his kakuja in the bedroom and that nearly made the poor boy pass out.

pssssttt akiramon in hiding (basically post chap. 121 life hehehe) <3

– They checked into a hotel. Amon asked for separate rooms and Akira was disappointed.

– He then realized why Akira was mopey and panicked internally.

– When she kissed him in the room, he finally found the courage to invite her to stay. And prayed Kureo wasn’t watching from heaven.

– Akira then pulled out all the items they would need. Amon was impressed.

– They refer to this period as their honeymoon.

– Every few days, they would check into a different hotel, but only in one room.

– Hide made contact with them not long after, congratulated Amon on finally dating Akira, and they agreed to keep in contact should anything happen.

– Let’s be real. Amon at first feared dragon was a curse from Kureo, and Akira glared daggers at him.

Can we have some lil Akira babysitting soft tiny Aura

“No, Aura, you can’t.” Akira pouts as she hides the mochi in the freezer.

“I’m taller,” Aura protests, grabbing for the freezer.

“No,” Akira insists, shoving him back. “I was told not to let you.”

“You’re not that much older.” Aura sticks out his tongue.

“I’m still older.” Akira stomps her foot.

“And smaller,” he taunts.

“Oh!” Akira socks him straight between his legs. “Mado Punch!”

“OW!” Aura wails, and Akira realizes with horror she’s hit him a bit too hard.

“I – I’m sorry.”

“I just wanted ice cream.” Aura sniffles as he crumples to the ground.

Akira hesitates.

The next thing Aura knows, Akira hands him the mochi container.

When Kasuka, Kureo, and Kiyoko return from their meeting, they find the kids passed out on the floor, a pile of mochi wrappers surrounding them.

“And here I thought Akira was the responsible one,” Kiyoko says dryly.

Kiyoko breaking a little whenever Akira calls her “Aunt Kiyoko”? Maybe with a little of Kiyoko trying to comfort Kureo in the wake of Kasuka’s death?

“Aunt Kiyoko!” Ten-year-old Mado Akira darts out her front door, and rushes up to throw her arms around CCG’s most advanced woman investigator.

Though someday, Kiyoko thinks, Akira may surpass her. Her eyes mist.

She misses Kasuka. Her best friend, and her beloved, even if Kasuka was in love with Kureo.

“How are you, Akira?” She asks with a bright smile.

“I passed my exam.” Akira nods.

“With the top score, I presume?” Kiyoko grins. Akira is modest, of course, but she’s the best in her class.

Akira nods, her face flushed.

“I hope your dad is treating you, then.” Kiyoko ruffles Akira’s hair.

“Ah, Kiyoko.” Kureo steps outside wit a sad smile. “Nice to see you again.”

She nods, holding up her mother’s famous soup. Well, Kiyoko is not a good cook, but she tried it for the Mados.

She used to come over all the time, back when Kasuka lived. Those nights were fun. Now, these nights are filled with tears.

But occasionally, she thinks as Akira hurries off, there’s still joy.

That’s how she knows they’ll be all right.

crack head cannon (takes place after the conference for stopping kaneki and everyone is kinda just mulling around): touka is sitting quietly, sipping on decaf coffee when 3 nameless ccg start harassing her. She ignores them and tries to shoo them away with “i have a husband” but they get cocky and insult him while asking where he is. Her answer: pointing out the nearest window at kaneki wrapped around a building and muttered something about how much of a dumbass he is. They get scared and leave

Okay but this is awesome.

Content note for sexual harassment.

“Hey, cutie.” A CCG official sidles up to the Rabbit ghoul, who’s sipping decaf coffee with a gloomy look on her pretty face. “You should smile more.”

Akira Mado glances up from behind the pretty ghoul, eyes blazing.

That goddamn feminist traitor is offended over a ghoul now? Apparently so. “Say what?”

“I just mean she’s really pretty,” he says quickly.

“Thanks.” The rabbit doesn’t even glance at him.

He feels aggravated. Doesn’t she know she’s in CCG, on his hospitality?

“You hardly look like the ghoul I expected,” he tries again.

“Oh, you were expecting monsters?” challenges Miza of the Three Blades. God, why are there so many women here? He just wants to talk to the pretty one.

“No, but I wasn’t expecting someone so beautiful.”

The rabbit looks up in exasperation. “I have a husband.”

“Who doesn’t even have the balls to stick by his wife in hostile territory?” scoffs the man. “I wouldn’t leave you, sweetie.”

“He’s preoccupied.” Touka points towards the writhing dragon outside. “That’s him. He’s a fucking dumbass with great balls, thank you very much, goodbye.”

The man’s eyes widen. Kaneki Ken is married to the rabbit? What the hell?

He scuttles away. Maybe Kaneki will die or something.

Hopefully he won’t eat him. The man gulps.

“Maybe we’ll get lucky and Kaneki will eat a few misogynists,” Akira says dryly. Touka and Miza snicker.

In this situation, they all need humor.

Seiakiamon breaks the fourth wall to find out just what people think of them (as a ship). How do they react? (A Drabble would be amazing but hcs work too)

“Okay, let’s do it.” Amon turns to the readers as Akira seizes Seidou.

“No,” Seidou whines, “I don’t wanna learn that people hate me.”

“We don’t hate you,” say the readers. “We ship the three of you together.”

Amon flushes. “The three of us?”

“Oh, don’t be a prude,” Akira teases. “I mean, I like the both of them, so I’m cool with it.”

“Hah?” Seidou scowls. “No one would want to be with me.”

Amon groans.

“We would,” say the readers, “if Akira and Amon didn’t. Do you know how many Seidou reader fics we read?”

“Really?” Seidou is appalled. And intrigued. And flattered.

Akira grabs him and presses her lips against his left cheek, while dragging Amon forward to kiss his right. “See?”

“Help!” Seidou wails. “Give me the readers instead!”

“You don’t mean that,” say the readers. “We know.”

“Okay, but wait.” Akira wavs her hands. “Are there Akira x reader fics? And Amon x reader?”

“Both,” answer the readers.

Amon cries, Akira giggles as she requests a fanfiction account, and Seidou alternates between patting Amon’s head and reading scandalous tales over Akira’s shoulder.

Tokyo Ghoul Juuzou, Shinohara, Houji, Takizawa, Akira and Amon meeting their future :re selves.

OMG

Suzuya Juuzou – He’d be intrigued. A bit confused as to why he chooses certain things. But I think he’d be happy that he’s found friendship and happiness, and that Mr. Shinohara still matters to him.

Shinohara Yukinori – He’d be disquieted at his vegetative state. He would, however, ask about whether his family visits, how they and Suzuya are doing, etc. Once he finds out they’re okay, he’d be more accepting. And he’d be very intrigued by the ghoul who visits to bring him flowers.

Houji Kousuke – He’d be very disappointed about what happened to Seidou. He’d even debate with himself whether he should have tried to kill him. His :re self will insist on killing Seidou now, Luke-Skywalker-to-Ben-Solo style. But he won’t be able to do it, not yet.

Takizawa Seidou – He might go a little crazy. He’d deny it flat-out. “There’s no way you are me, goth freak!” And then he’d cry and spend more quality time with his family and Rocky. He’d probably keep it to himself, though. His only way for calm would be denying it and occasionally reminding himself that Akira and Amon did not reject him even then.

Mado Akira – She’d be intrigued, though the idea that she’d befriend the Rabbit and Yotsume would offend her. She’d also be interested in stopping Seidou and Amon from becoming ghouls, which might cause problems. Amon might then wonder why she kept bringing him donuts every morning.

Amon Koutarou – He’d be sickened that he’d turn into a ghoul. Once he realizes he can still be a good person and help his friends, as opposed to being the predator Donato was, he’d calm down a little. In time, he’d realize that knowing ghouls and humans are connected far more than he imagined is freeing.

Crack head cannon: cochela doesn’t give prisoners haircuts, so when sasaki was released his hair was quite long and at first glance he could easily pass as a woman. During the tour around the ccg squad zero kids don’t help and further solidify to passerby’s that the new squad member is a girl much to Haises annoyance. Next day he comes in with a haircut. Everyone was left to believe the lady quit after her first day and tease Arima for years. Until Arima tells the story at Haises x mas party.

lollololololololllllllllllllllll

“Okay, okay, you think Hajime’s a brat, but do you know what the Squad Zero kids did?” demands Ui. His arm is almost, but not quite, around Hairu’s shoulders. Propriety. Yeah, that’s it.

“Do tell,” says Akira, clutching her seventh glass of wine.

“Please don’t,” says Sasaki.

“Arima, tell it.” Saiko winks. She’s heard Arima is a legendary storyteller, too.

Arima winces. “Well…”

“Come on, out with it.” Hairu giggles. Rikai, Yusa, and Shio bury their heads in their hands.

“So.” Arima sits down. “One long day, our Squad was gifted with a new investigator. Their hair was white and flowed to their shoulders. Shiny as a shampoo commercial.”

Sasaki’s face is now crimson.

“And then, our darling prodigies decided to introduce everyone to ‘the new woman in our squad.’”

“I was excited to have someone think we had three females,” Rikai insists.

“Was I not enough?” Hairu counters.

“Take me,” says Saiko.

“This new woman vanished the next day, and coincidentally, we replaced them wth Sasaki Haise.” Arima sips his tea. “Or so the Bureau Legend goes.”

Urie rolls his eyes. A grin spreads over Shirazu’s face.

“You mean that story isn’t true?” Mutsuki asks.

“Ask the lady.” Arima points to Sasaki. “Amazing what the power of a haircut can do.”

“You!” Akira doubles over laughing.

“You kids were such a handful!” Ui shakes his head at the three junior investigators.

“Don’t ruin our urban legend,” Shio begs. “Keep it quiet.”

“We are powerful masters of myth,” Yusa intones.

“Madam Sasaki, may I have this dance?” Shirazu sticks out his hand.

“Sure.” Sasaki grabs Shirazu and spins him in a circle as everyone laughs.