Hello! May I ask for some Kyou and Chiharu (and maybe Shuu and Chie) at Christmas and valentines hcs?

– “Mon amour!” Tsukiyama sweeps into Kyou’s room with a bouquet of red roses the size of Chiharu. She’s not even awake yet.

– After stumbling out of bed feeling haggard, Shuu assures her she’s beautiful. Kyou kisses him and allows him to help apply her makeup – something he LOVES to do.

– He whisks her away to the least risky garden in Tokyo, where Chie lies in wait with a camera.

– He drops to his knees and proposes, to Kyou’s shock and delight.

– Chiharu and Chie can’t help but cheer, thus making their presence known.

– Chiharu becomes very emotional when Kyou and Shuu present her with her own flowers (lilies are her favorite). She’s never had flowers before!

– Chie documents it all, and then Kyou gives her a box of chocolates from her and Shuu.

– They return to Goat covered in petals…and Tsukiyama makes himself slightly sick trying to eat them.

– So Kyou stays up all night, not making love, but holding Shuu’s hair back as he vomits. She doesn’t mind, though she is totally going to tease him for this when he recovers.

Hcs with Shuu as a dad (and maybe Auntie Chie)

– Shuu’s child is bathed in rosewater and sleeps in fairy dust

– Shuu is overprotective but also fun. He just needs to be with the child while they are having The Fun.

– Anyone threatens his kid, he’s going to make them pay. Probably by having Auntie Chie take photos until they find one the villain doesn’t want made public.

– He buys his kid high fashion silk diapers starting from Day One.

– The first time the child cried in his arms, he panicked and thought he had hurt them. Turns out they were just hungry, and he was mildly embarrassed he did not realize that.

– He hyped up Uncle Kaneki’s scent so much that the child was unimpressed with Kaneki, to Shuu’s horror.

– Shuu is very supportive of whatever his child decides to do. Tea parties? He’ll gladly participate. Sports? He’ll cheer on every game. Dying their hair at age six? Sure, why not?

Can you describe the first time Chie was introduced to Mirumo and the Tsukiyama household staff and their reactions? I love them so much and I love your writing/hcs so I would really love it!!!

You are so sweet! I love this idea. ❤

“Don’t worry, we won’t serve you for dinner, little mouse,” Tsukiyama says, guiding Chie towards his mansion.

“I put a blog post up in case,” she retorts.

Tsukiyama laughs with delight. “I’d expect nothing less!”

He enters the home and waves. “Hello!”

“Welcome,” says Matsumae.

“Matsumae.” Chile’s eyes widen. “You’re a ghoul, too?”

“She’s head of our household staff,” Tsukiyama narrates.

“Whoa.” Chie snaps a picture. “Don’t worry. I just like looking at these.”

“I know,” Matsumae says with a small smile. “Otherwise our Shuu would be dead by now.”

“I would not!” gasps Tsukiyama, but Chie snickers.

“He definitely would.”

“Indeed.” Mario bows before Chie. “I’m the butler, at your service, madam.”

“Wow.” Chie snaps another picture. “So nice.”

“We are all well-mannered here,” says Tsukiyama.

“Except my son, at times.” An older, mustachioed ghoul appears at the top of an red-carpeted staircase, complete with golden bannisters. “Mirumo Tsukiyama. Pleasure to meet a human friend who doesn’t fear ghouls.”

“She’s my pet,” Shuu says.

“Sure.” Mirumo winks at Chie, who quite likes this man.

“Oh, Master Shuu!” A blonde ghoul hurries up, accompanied by a handsome dark-haired ghoul. “I forgot about your friend, but we’ve just put the cookies in the oven. And we shall prepare some pate for you.”

“What’s your name? Are you two married?” Chie holds up her camera.

“G-goodness, no,” says the woman. “I’m Aliza, and this is Yuuma.”

She notes she’ll probably need to ask Chie for that picture later, to keep it under her pillow.

“And this is Kanae Von Rosewald!” Shuu points excitedly to a pretty lad about his own age, with lilac hair and a pink suit.

“You have pretty hair.” Chie smiles.

“T-thank you.” Kanae almost doesn’t feel jealous of Chie. Almost.

“Well, Chie, shall we sit in the parlor? I’m so interested to know you more,” says Mirumo.

Oooohhhh. Description of tg girls’ boobs? (if you’re comfy with it obv)

Kirishima Touka – Quite proud of her mole. Pretty confident in her chest size, large enough to be envied but not large enough to hurt.

Irimi Kaya – Small, firm breasts that are perfect for battle.

Fueguchi Hinami – Still kinda insecure.

Kosaka Yoriko – Wishes she had Touka’s boobs.

Nishino Kimi – Felt average. But Nishiki likes them, and now she’s into wearing adventurous bras.

Kanae Von Rosewald – Would rather pretend she doesn’t have them.

Chie Hori – Has photographed her own more than once. May or may not have shown Shuu.

Yoshimura Eto – Loves her smallish chest. Hates bras.

Itori – Also proud of her mole, and loves displaying her perfectly proportioned chest.

Hoito Roma – Has occasionally complained that she can stay young but not grow her boobs.

Mado Akira – She likes indulging in lacy push-up bras.

Gori Misato – Fond of sports bras and other practical wear.

Kusakari Miza – Decided long ago she was going to be a warrior with large boobs, and any male who dismissed her could face her three blades.

Ihei Hairu – Likes trying on lingerie and other fancy underwear. Secretly quite likes her boobs.

Yonebayashi Saiko – luxurious and beautiful. She’s proud of them, even if they hurt her shoulders.

Hsaio Ching-Li – Is ‘meh’ on her whole chest thing.

Aura Kiyoko – As a veteran, she’s an avid proponent of wearing well-fitted bras.

Kamishiro Rize – Knows her boobs are effing unparalleled, yet vacillates between loving them and hating them because of the attention gross men sometimes give her. 😦

Nico – Sometimes wishes she had boobs.

Asa – Okay but what are these strange things growing on her chest and how can she put artwork on them?

Iyo – The fact that Matsuri did not notice her lovely boobs was her first clue.

Fav sex positions with Goat. <3 ya!

Ooooh la la. ❤ ya too!

Kaneki Ken – missionary, top

Touka Kirishima – cowgirl

Nishiki Nishio – cowgirl

Tsukiyama Shuu – I don’t think there’s one position that could ever satisfy him

Chie Hori – sitting

Yomo Renji – spooning

Take Hirako – what is sex.

Ayato Kirishima – butterfly 😉

Hinami Fueguchi – sit and straddle

Irimi Kaya – doggy style

Koma Enji – 69

Banjou Kazuichi – missionary, bottom

Takizawa Seidou – doggy style

Kurona Yasuhisa – wall sex

Naki – waterfall

Miza Kusakari – up and over

How about Tsukiyama going to the hair dresser and his nightmare came true his bang got cut so short, he looks like a kid

A crash alerts Mirumo to his son’s presence. “Shuu?”

A blur with Tsukiyama’s cologne streaks by.

“Shuu!”

“Don’t look at me; I’m hideous!” wails the blur. He slamming the door to Shuu’s room.

Matsumae and Kanae exchange glances.

“I’ll check,” Kanae announces.

She knocks on Master Shuu’s door, her ire building. Has someone hurt him? She’ll kill them and feed them to her master for their hubris.

Shuu looks up with a guilty expression.

He has no bangs.

Kanae tumbles backwards. “Hilfe!”

“What’s wrong?” Matsumae barges in, only to freeze at Shuu’s new look. “Oh. Oh my.”

“Don’t say it!” cries Shuu. “I’m a laughingstock!”

“I’m not laughing,” Kanae protests.

“I am.” Chie Hori shoves her way inside, snapping pictures.

“Can you not?” Kanae snaps.

“I am humiliated!” wails Shuu. “I am a disgrace! How will I ever grace the outside world again?”

“We’ll tell you Kaneki’s outside and you’ll go,” Kanae says dully.

He brightens. “Is he?”

Kanae scowls. “No.”

He looks like a disappointed child, and it’s all she can do not to hug him.

Karren escapes from Eto and makes her way back to the Tsukiyamas (which has not been raided by the CCG yet)

Oh goody, more angst for my wicked heart.

Karren stumbles out of Aogiri’s headquarters, her eyes still half-sewn shut, hr lips 100% sealed. Help me, she wants to whimper. I want to die.

She can’t go home to Master Shuu. He’s depressed enough.

But where else can she go? She only has one home, and it’s with Tsukiyama Shuu.

She half-walks, half-crawls to the mansion like a drunk, like the worthless servant she is, hoping to climb inside her room without anyone noticing she’s been gone.

She needs to kill Sasaki for hurting Shuu. No – to atone for her own selfishness. Because she’s very, very bad, and she needs to be Kanae, not Karren.

Kanae doesn’t even realize that she’s collapsed on the steps to the Tsukiyama mansion until she hears Matsumae scream.

Get up, move.

Chie Hori sees her and runs upstairs like the brat she is.

Don’t worry, let me alone, Kanae wants to say as Matsumae lifts her off the stairs, but her mouth is still sewn shut.

Mirumo hovers over her, and then Matsumae shoos him out because she knows Kanae’s secret. This is all going so wrong – why can’t she die already – and then Shuu’s being pulled into the room – how did she wind up in her room? – by Chie.

He lets out a wail and rushes forward, yanking out the thread to her mouth and cursing in French.

“Be gentle!” Matsumae says, working on Kanae’s eyes.

“I’m sorry; I’m so sorry,” Kanae says, bordering on delirium. “She knew – Master Shuu, it’s all my fault.”

“Your fault? No, mon cher, never.” Shuu’s shaking. How could someone do this to Kanae? He wouldn’t even treat dinner like this.

He’s going to find them, and kill them.

He tries to take off her jacket to check for wounds, and Kanae starts and immediately claps her hands over her … rosy chest.

Shuu turns dead white.

“K – Kanae?” he asks in a small voice, a voice that says why didn’t you trust me?

“Not Kanae.” Matsumae applies a warm cloth dipped in some sort of lotion to Kanae’s bruised forehead.

“What’s your real name, belle femme?” he asks.

She squeezes her eyes shut, though they still hurt from the thread. There’s no point in hiding what’s already been exposed. “Karren.”

Tears leak down her cheeks, but Shuu’s placing a blanket overher chest as he helps her out of her jacket, and he’s calling her sweet rose and liebling and he seems more alive than he has in months. And though Karren can’t quite believe it yet, Chie and Matsumae can see it’s because of her.