Tag: enji koma

Headcannons for the memes of Goat waking up with morning wood

Kaneki Ken – panics until Touka, er, helps him out.

Yomo Renji – annoyed but goes about his day.

Tsukiyama Shuu – What a blessed morning! He might pleasure himself.

Kirishima Ayato – Ain’t got time and/or Hinami for this shit. 

Naki – Wait what is happening. *runs out of room* MIZA DO YOU KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING?

Nishiki Nishio – misses Kimi. 

Hirako Take- Holy sh – I mean crap – can you not, body? What if the children see?! o.O 

Kazuichi Banjou – Doesn’t leave his room until it’s gone. 

Koma Enji – The devil remains strong in the ape, I see. *evil grin*

Takizawa Seidou – Well at least some part of me remains lifelike. *feels sad* 

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

The straight/bi boys’ reactions to seeing boobs irl for the first time?

Kaneki Ken – “They’re so squishy.” (canon) 

Nagachika Hideyoshi – CAN I HOLD THEM

Nishiki Nishio – spills coffee on himself

Koma Enji – eyebrow wiggle

Tsukiyama Shuu – Why can’t boys have something so fabulous 

Urie Kuki – I wonder how they’d look on Mutsuki

Shirazu Ginshi – giggles uncontrollably

Higemaru Touma – spends the next day drawing large-breasted monsters 

Aura Shinsanpei – crawls into corner

Amon Koutarou – prays

Takizawa Seidou – squeals with glee

Suzuya Juuzou – huh? those look heavy 

Hanbee Abara – faints

Miyuki Mikage – I wonder if aliens have boobs

Keijin Nakarai – I’ve just met my future wife

Mizurou Tamaki – closes himself in his room for the rest of the day

Shinohara Yukinori – it was his wedding night with his wife. He was very gentle and she was rather fierce and it was beautiful.

Tatara – *draws Houji with boobs, mails it to him*

Houji – what the fuck Tatara – oh my, these look rather nice 

Naki – screams

Yamori – do they hurt if you cut them

Ayato Kirishima – Ayato.exe has stopped working

Yomo Renji – stops breathing

Uta – thinks of them as interesting art/places for tattoos

Arima Kishou – speechless, but a small smile grows on his lips

Nimura Furuta – hello, I’m the bureau director. i like your boobs; can I dominate you? 

Kuriowa Takeomi – “Y- Yoriko – you’re – like – beautiful – and – ah – so many feelings!”

Kuriowa Iwao – That’s nice. 

Ui Koori – blubbering, red-cheeked mess

Hirako Take – am I supposed to be seeing this?

Washuu Yoshitoki – dazzled

Marude Itsuki – clears throat, smooths hair. Hi there. 

Tanakamaru Mougan – Higheerrrrrrrrrrrrr boobs!

Rio – Poke

tokyo ghoul boys as commercials

Kaneki Ken – A trailer for the latest thriller novel from Takatsuki Sen.

Nagachika Hideyoshi – Come to Hawaii, where it’s sunny all the time!

Nishiki Nishio – The latest pharmaceutical. “If you feel like eating human flesh, talk to your doctor. Nishikimiazole may be right for you.”

Koma Enji – An infomercial on how to make the Devil Ape’s Best Coffee.

Tsukiyama Shuu – L’Oreal, because he’s worth it. 

Urie Kuki – Advertising firm for career building.

Mutsuki Tooru – Mental health awareness.

Shirazu Ginshi – He and Haru star in a new ad for a research study on for Rc cell over-secretion. 

Higemaru Touma – Firefighter appreciation. 

Aura Shinsanpei – A trailer for the latest melodrama.

Amon Koutarou – Dunkin’ Donuts

Takizawa Seidou – Antidepressant medication. 

Suzuya Juuzou – Skittles commercial. 

Hanbee Abara – Social anxiety medication. 

Miyuki Mikage – Science museum ad.

Keijin Nakarai – Can you hear me now? Smartphone service. 

Mizurou Tamaki – The best beef steak in Tokyo!

Shinohara Yukinori – Be a mentor or child sponsorship.

Tatara – Spy thriller movie.

Naki – Rent your best white suit ever.

Yamori – Creepy ad for an undefined “research study.” Pulled after 1 air. 

Ayato Kirishima – Axe Body Spray.

Yomo Renji – Visit Re Cafe! 

Uta – Tattoo shop.

Arima Kishou – Glaucoma PSA.

Nimura Furuta – Maybe it’s Maybelline! Or maybe it’s ghoul regeneration! 

Kuriowa Takeomi – Lumberjacking, or eyebrow styling.

Kuriowa Iwao – Sports ad.

Ui Koori – NicoDerm.

Hirako Take – Sad, abused animal PSA set to moving music.

Ihei Shio – the best ice cream in Tokyo.

Yusa Arima – martial arts studio.

Mayazumi – eyebrow styling.

Hajime Hazuki – PTSD medication. 

Washuu Matsuri – A dating app.

Washuu Yoshitoki – Hiking!

Marude Itsuki – the next gun show.

Tanakamaru Mougan – Hairspray.

Scenario where Kaneki does flee with everyone into hiding during the raid on Anteiku instead of staying to fight. They all end up returning safely after the dangers over to work at the cafe as a family again. One day Mutsuki happens to walk in and interacts with Kaneki (who he takes an immediate shine to) and the others and is ultimately offered a part time job at Anteiku as a waiter. Thoughts of Kaneki and the others makes him accept happily, feeling like he finally belongs.

Cute!

“Here you go, sir. Black coffee.” The cute black-haired waiter hands a mug to Mutsuki.

Mutsuki smiles. “T-thanks.” It’s warm and comforting, something he sorely needs after leaving CCG.

“Your hair is a cute color. Do you dye it?” A pretty teenager with light brown hair waves at him. 

“No.” Mutsuki blushes.

“I like it.”

“This is backbreaking work, Kaneki.” A bespectacled man with chestnut hair stops mopping the floor to sag against the wall.

“Stop being a drama queen, Nishiki-shit-head.” The manager stomps in, but pauses as soon as she notices Mutsuki. “Oh. I apologize.”

“It’s okay.” Mutsuki has to laugh. They seem like a big, happy family.

“Touka-chan, this is how you can Nishiki will scare off all our customers,” laughs a graceful black-haired woman. 

“Not my ferocity?” A man with a large nose bares his teeth.

Mutsuki’s eyes mist. Family. He wishes he had one. But it’s his own fault he doesn’t.

So he keeps returning to the cafe. Yomo, a large man with a gentle demeanor, and Kaneki, a sweet kid about his age, meet him every day to discuss news and books, respectively. Yomo seems particularly interested when he learns Mutsuki is a graduate of CCG’s academy.

“Why’d you leave?” asks Touka, sitting besides Mutsuki.

“Be – because they did something…” Mutuski mumbles. They helped him blame ghouls instead of himself. They presented his case to younger students even though they knew it was a lie. How could he trust anything he’d been taught? “Something awful. And I didn’t want to be a part of it. And I hate blood.”

“Me too,” admits Kaneki.

“Wuss.” Touka pokes Kaneki’s nose, but she’s smiling. 

“What do you think of ghouls?” Koma’s eyes glimmer.

“I really don’t know.” Mutsuki shrugs. “I don’t…hate them. I just don’t know them.”

“I mean, you do, but that’s cool.” Nishiki waves his hand.

“NIshiki!” Touka yells.

Mutsuki’s mouth drops open. “You’re – a – uh -”

“We all are. Well, Ken’s a half-ghoul. The rest of us are full ghouls.” Hinami holds out her hand, and Loser flutters down onto her fingers. She looks sweet and kind. 

“I won’t tell,” Mutsuki promises. He’s in no position to judge murder, anyhow. But maybe…they wouldn’t hate him if they knew. “You’re all like family to me.” 

“Good.” Touka hands him a mop. “Wanna work here?”

“Does that mean I’m off cleaning duty?” shouts Nishiki.

Mutsuki laughs. Someday he’ll tell them. For right now, he’ll enjoy this strange, strange family.

Hey!Uh-Can you do Irimi and Koma and how the two fell for each other?

I can always do Irimi/Koma.

Irimi Kaya remembers the day she finally spoke to the Devil Ape. They’d been working together for three weeks without saying a word. But one day, Koma Enji pointed outside the shop.

“It’s your kind of dog.”

Indeed, a Doberman strolled down the street. Irimi’s eyes widened. “It’s adorable.”

Koma grinned. He’d gotten her to speak to him!

Of course, he has to initiate the next few conversations. A cup of coffee there, a puppy here, a shoulder to cry on when her childhood friend was killed by Doves.  

But come summer, she’s initiating small talk with him.

One day, he makes a bottle of blood wine for her, because she said she missed it. 

“Let’s split it,” Irimi tells him.

When Yoshimura opens the shop the next morning, he finds his two most reliable workers lolling behind the counter, drunk and giggling and awfully close to each other.

He sends them home, and to his delight, they head in the same direction.

Koma buys Irimi a doberman puppy to mock her mask but she loves it. Bonus if the dog grows up and Koma is scared of it (sorry for being late, but i’m s h o o k)

I’m shook too. I’m dying of shook. Shooken to levels of hell I didn’t foresee. *falls to knees screaming ‘WHYYYYYYY’*

“Koma, what the hell is that?” Irimi Kaya knows exactly who put the wriggling, living box on her doorstep. “Get out from wherever you’re hiding.”

Koma peeks out of her shrubberies. “I saw it and thought of you.”

“Hmm.” Irimi eyes him and opens the box tentatively. 

A doberman leaps out to slurp her face.

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Irimi gasps, that soft little breath that Koma adores. “You didn’t.”

“Since you can’t wear your mask anymore, I thought it would be a decent substitute.” Koma smirks.

“Not a giveaway at all,” she agrees. 

He leans against her door, watching her snuggle the puppy. “Gotta admit, I’m a little disappointed you’re not offended.”

“I’ll only be offended if you don’t help care for Yoshimura,” Irimi snaps, holding out the puppy.

Koma’s eyes moisten. “Of course.”

After a year, however, when the puppy is full grown, Koma kinda fears it.

He knows its illogical. He’s a ghoul, for heaven’s sake. He can regenerate any lost tissue. 

But some nights he awakes with Irimi snuggled against his skin, and Yoshimura is eyeing him from the foot of their bed. Drooling with hunger. A ghoul’s hunger.

“Kaya,” he whispers, poking her awake.

“Heh?” Irimi blinks the dim room into focus. Yoshimura is indeed watching Koma with the suspicion of a CCG investigator. 

She suggests this to Koma, who has to laugh. 

“Yoshi, sleep,” Irimi calls, snapping her fingers. 

The dog settles down at Irimi’s feet. But its eyes remain fixed on the man in mommy’s bed.