Tag: eto yoshimura

I will never get enough of TG Ladies being queer, so! Rize having this HUGE and adorable crush on Sen Takatsuki, and getting all starry-eyed and blushy when she finally gets yo meet Eto, maybe~? Bonus points if Eto finds Rize beautiful/attractive in turn~ <3

Ooooooh.

“Um, hi!” Rize has never thought she would ever be here. About to get Monochrome of Rainbows signed by Sen Takatsuki herself. 

“Hello, dear.” A small, mint-haired woman smirks at her.

“Can you sign this? I love your stories. They’re my favorite.” Rize holds out the book with uncharacteristically shaking hands.

“Of course, my dear. What’s your name?” Eto notes how similar this girl looks to the missing garden ghoul. And damn, is she pretty.

“Um, it’s – it’s Kamishiro Rize.” Rize brushes back a lock of hair. 

“Excellent.” Eto draws a small owl on Rize’s book before handing it back to her.

Rize’s face is red. “Thank you so much.”

“Thank you, dear.” Eto smiles slyly. She wants to know more about this Kamishiro Rize. She is intriguing. And so beautiful. 

Rize skips out of the bookstore. She clutches the book to her chest and sighs. “She is so beautiful.”

can you do headcanons for eto with a female s/o?

– Eto is very, very proud of whatever her s/o does. 

– if her s/o is having trouble from the men in her work not listening during meetings and suggesting her ideas like they’re theirs not like this is uh a problem for me right now ahahahaha  Eto will probably need to be restrained from torturing them.

– Eto probably gives Tatara and other Aogiri members way too much details about their sex life.

– Only half of them are true, but, as Eto likes to say, the rest *will* be. 

– Eto probably steals her s/o’s clothes, but since there’s a high probability that her s/o is larger than her, she practically swims in the clothing. It doesn’t stop her though.

– Eto has a mild kink to be called ‘queen’ during sex. She refers to her s/o the same way. 

I AM SLEEP DEPRIVED AND FEEL DEAD, SO, maybe Some AriEto prior to the whole… Cochlea debacle??

Noooo I’m sorry. ❤

– Arima and Eto are sure to meet up once a month at least. Eto makes all the arrangements. Arima just goes where she tells him.

– One time Arima confesses he’s concerned about his gay nephew, Matsuri. They then do some scheming to help Matsuri feel more comfortable in his skin.

– However, when Matsuri was supposed to marry Iyo, Eto showed up outside the church in disguise, and threw eggs at the outside walls.  

– Arima and Eto jokingly refer to the Quinxes as “grandchildren.” Well, Eto did first, and Arima’s now adopted the phrase. 

– Eto occasionally begs Arima to give her piggyback rides, which he protests by reminding her that he’s actually the dying one.

– So Eto once gave Arima a piggyback ride. It was as preposterous as you’d think.

what types of kissers are aogiri? (eg [on an average kiss] very full on, sensual, soft, intense, etc etc)

😉

Yoshimura Eto – is it possible to be both sensual, teasing, and yet so hardcore her partner is left breathless? Yes, it is, but only with Eto.

Tatara – A romantic kisser. Swept up in his arms, first with his lips and then with his tongue. Your mouth will be sore afterwards. 

Yamori – There will be biting involved, because Yamori is ravenous for love.

Kirishima Ayato – He’s as blunt and tempestuous as his personality. 

Naki – He’s a soft, anxious kisser. 

Kusakari Miza – Full-blown passion. She holds nothing back. 

Takizawa Seidou – He’s a sloppy, wet kisser, because kissing totally undoes him.

Yumitsu Tomoe – Her kisses are firm, closed-mouthed, and carefully timed. 

Very random, but. Since Arima’s greatest weakness is a bra, it’s a good thing Eto doesn’t wear them~ XD

It is indeed. 😀

Truthfully, though, we all know Eto WOULD wear a bra whenever she invites Arima over. 

Imagine him seeing her in battle, then later that night at home. . 

“Wait, Eto, you weren’t wearing a bra earlier tonight – wait -”

“They’re uncomfortable, Kishou.” 

“Wait! Do you wear them to see me struggle?” 

“You’re sexy when you struggle, Kishou.” 

WAIT CAN I HAVE AN ETO DRIVING ARIMA AND SOUTA TO WORK? I HAVE NO CLUE WHY I WANT BUT IT’S GOING TO BE EPIC

“Now, play nice today, Souta-chan,” Eto says as she pretends to focus on the road.

“Please focus on the road,” Arima says.

“I am an expert multitasker, Kishou.”

“If you call me Souta-chan again, bitch, I will eat you.” Souta glares at Eto from the back seat.

“Someone’s a little too excited about his new kakugan,” Eto sings.

“Control your wife, Kishou!” Souta barks.

“Control yourself, Souta,” Arima says calmly, not even turning around. 

“I think I was the one controlling Kishou last night,” Eto purrs.

“Oh my god. I’m gonna be sick,” Souta grumbles, leaning against the window.

Arima’s face is too flushed to move.

“Don’t put your greasy forehead against the windows!” Eto squawks.

“PAY ATTENTION!” Arima yelps, grabbing the wheel.

“I was.” And indeed, Eto’s kagune is on the wheel. “You have control issues, Kishou.”

Just then, Souta’s rinkaku creeps towards the front of the car.

“Are you kidding?!” Eto lunges for him, Arima yells, and the car flips over an embankment. 

Five minutes later, the three watch as flames destroy their car.

“Well,” Eto says slowly, “at least we all regenerate quickly.”

Arima opens his mouth.

She cuts him off. “I’m not gonna say you were right.”

“Souta will.”

“Souta has too many insecurities about his big brother to do that,” Eto says, earning another glare – but silence – from Souta. 

Happy star wars day!!! (or what’s left of it!) can we have Darth Ibis (owl in Latin) [Eto) vs Jedi Master Arima?

OMG DARTH IBIS

May the fourth be with you. ❤

“Come to the dark side! We have cookies!” cackles the tiny Sith Lord.

Jedi Master Arima Kishou swings his massive lightsaber towards Darth Ibis. “Only a fool would give up the light for cookies.”

“You’re no fun!” Darth Ibis tosses her green curls and launches another attack with her green saber. 

Arima is not really sure how someone robed moved so fast. Darth Ibis must be using the force. “You cannot win.”

“Oh, can’t I?” Ibis wriggles her eyebrows. “I can already tell I am not what you were expecting.”

“That does not matter.”

“I can sense the anger in your heart, Master Arima.” She swings closer, smirking at him. “Parents, perhaps?”

“Anger is not a key to the dark side!” Arima points his lightsaber at her again.

“Oh, but don’t your holy books teach that?” Ibis trills. “Perhaps what is dark can be good, and what -”

Arima sees his opening and lunges.

Ibis barely dodges the blast, and stumbles into a wall. She’s trapped. “I wasn’t finished. And what is light can in fact be bad.”

Arima scowls.

“Now, I’m not saying they’re equivalent. Just that the world is more complex than you see, Master Arima.” She scoots out from under his arm. “By the way, my name is Eto. I look forward to fighting you again soon.”

Arima’s mouth falls as she vanishes, and he…he lets her go. 

I’m… not in a great place mentally, so could I get some AriEto and Houji/Tatara fluff to cheer me up?

Oh, I’m so sorry – do you want a hug? ❤ ❤ ❤

“You’re joking,” says Arima. 

“I’m totally not,” Eto says, straddling him. “Houji and Tatara are meeting in this same resort.”

“I thought Houji hated Tatara,” Arima says in confusion as Eto blinds him. And by blind, she removes his glasses so she can pepper his face with kisses.

“Gosh, you’re so distracting,” Eto murmurs. “Well, they do, but they sometimes realize all that hatred stems from love and arrange weekend trysts. Just like us, eh?”

“I don’t hate you,” Arima says, smiling a genuine smile at Eto. It takes her breath away. “I never have.”

“I know, Kishou.” Eto settles herself atop his chest. “I love you, too.”

Across the hotel, Houji glares at Tatara. “This doesn’t make up for anything.”

“I’m the one who lost family because of you,” Tatara retorts, handing him a perfectly crafted White Russian. The same drink he made the night they met. “Well? Is it as good as you remember?”

“Damn you,” growls Houji. “You can’t even drink it. How can you make something so good?” 

“I’m talented.” Tatara smirks and reaches for his bottle of blood wine. 

“An entire bottle?”

“I never get drunk.” Tatara grins. 

Houji colors. Because he has, often, in front of Tatara. In fact, Tatara used to tuck him into bed and take care of him when he was hungover.

“I’ve always wondered,” says Tatara, “why you drank so much if you knew I was a ghoul. If you were undercover.”

Houji hangs his head. “I did because I was desperate for you to have one, just one, drink with me, so I could call CCG off you.”

Tatara purses his lips to cover his emotions. “I see.”

He tilts his head. “Kiss me.”

“I thought you’d never want that again.” Houji lunges for him.

“I’ll always want you,” Tatara whispers in his lover’s ear. 

((Last part!)) Rin gives birth to healthy half Ghoul twins, one boy and one girl (green hair, grey eyes and absolutely adorable). The proud new parents introduce their newborns to their loved ones, and Eto at Rin’s request. They then ask to name their son Haise, after Kaneki’s personality, and their daughter Saiko, after their very close friend.

“After me?” Saiko claps her hands to her cheeks. “I am so honored.”

“I’m glad!” Rin beams at her friend. She holds baby Saiko in her arm, and Rio holds baby Haise with one arm and his wife with his other.

“I may be biased, but I think half-ghouls with green hair are especially pretty,” says Eto with a smirk.

“Does that count for Quinxes, too?” Urie elbows Mutsuki.

“Of course.” Eto tosses her minty hair. 

Touka rolls her eyes. “You would!”

“You’re okay with Haise? I know not all those memories are pleasant,” Rin says to her brother.

“I’m honored,” Kaneki says with a soft smile.

Suzuya dances over to hug his sister, his niece and nephew. “They’re so tiny.” 

“They’re babies,” Rin says with a laugh. “We were all this size once, too.”

Rio smiles as his eyes prick. Because he can imagines brother holding him when he was born. Not knowing what would happen. Disaster. Madness. And Rin – wonderful, wonderful Rin. 

“I’m always protect you,” Rio murmurs, brushing his son’s wisps of green hair. 

“And I’ll always protect you,” Rin adds, leaning over to kiss Rio on his forehead.