More sin! Are the guys of Tokyo Ghoul a boob man, an ass man, or a leg man?

Kaneki Ken – boobs. They’re so squishy.

Nagachika Hideyoshi – like his BFF, he also prefers boobs.

Nishiki Nishio – ass, probably

Tsukiyama Shuu – ass. He does envy boobs, however.

Koma Enji – all about them legs

Yoshimura Kuzen – He’d probably be more innocent, like a “smile man.”

Yomo Renji – ass, but ashamed of it.

Uta – ass and totally proud of it.

Tatara – strong legs to kick the enemy.

Kirishima Ayato – boobs, but they also make him laugh so…

Noro – boobs kinda fascinate him

Yamori – he’ll beat your ass

Naki – shapely legs are delicious in many ways.

Mado Kureo – legs. They’re useful.

Amon Koutarou – boobs. They’re cute.

Takizawa Seidou – ass. It’s sexy, unlike how he views himself.

Urie Kuki – strong legs. make yourself useful.

Mutsuki Tooru – finely sculpted legs.

Shirazu Ginshi – boooobs

Higemaru Touma – quite an ass fan.

Aura Shinsanpei – boobs but like…he’s resigned himself to never seeing them in person.

Washuu Matsuri – Urie’s ass

Washuu Yoshitoki – rather fond of boobs himself

Arima Kishou – boobs both fluster and excite him

Ui Koori – boobs. How do girls move with them? Why are they so pretty?

Take Hirako – legs are beautiful.

Itou Kuramoto – asses are attractive. if you have it, might as well flaunt it.

Suzuya Juuzou – he likes how smooth legs are.

Hanbee Abara – boobs, but they also intimidate him

Mizurou Tamaki – ass

Miyuki Mikage – legs, legs tall enough to reach his height

Keijin Nakarai – ass and boobs. he chooses both.

Kuriowa Takeomi – asses fascinate him

Kuriowa Iwao – his wife’s boobs

Shinohara Yukinori – all about those long legs.

Mougan Tanakamaru – he appreciates a finely sculpted ass. His own, specifically.

Furuta Nimura – Boobs. Rize’s boobs. His own lack of boobs. Boobs.

A continuation of the stray dog head cannon, when Saiko is home later with the other Quinx, she tells them about the stray dogs and Urie makes a joke that “it makes sense cause birds of a feather stick together” or something (doesn’t have to be those exact words), indicating that Sasaki is a stray dog and Shizaru punches him for disrespect.

“It was so funny. All these giant fluffy monsters overwhelming Maman.” Saiko smiles. “So cute.”

Shirazu peers at her photos. “I need these doggos in my life.”

“They’re out back,” Mutsuki says. “I wonder if they fetch.”

“They really love Maman.” Saiko opens the door to smile at the dogs still surrounding Sasaki.

“Well, birds of a feather stick together,” Urie mumbles.

“Huh?” Saiko frowns.

Urie rolls his eyes.

“Saiko understands, she just doesn’t approve.” She crosses her arms. Mutsuki’s stomach turns.

“Don’t disrespect Sasaki! He has us! Maybe we’re also the stray dogs.” Shirazu’s fist flies at Urie, who ducks –

and stumbles outside.

He finds himself drowning in an ocean of brown fluff and drool. “Help!”

(Last one tonight) Saiko gets the shock of her life when she discovers her maman is a closet otaku (loving the classics, especially the Dragon ball franchise, and a surprising amount of shoujo like Fruits Basket). Cue Maman/Saiko bonding.

“Maman?” Saiko tiptoes into Sasaki’s room.

She came here to talk to him about Urie overworking himself. But all her high-minded ideals are swept away by Sasaki’s bookshelves. Scores of manga line the shelves.

Dragon Ball Z.

Inuyasha.

Gintama.

Ouran High School Host Club.

Fruits Basket.

Saiko screams. She’s in heaven. She feels like Belle from Beauty and the Beast.

“Saiko?” Sasaki scrambled out of bed.

“You – look what you have! How? How did you purchase these?” Saiko yanks out a volume of Ouran. “Arima reminds me of Kyoya.”

Sasaki chuckles. “I see the comparison.”

“Good.” Saiko whistles. “I didn’t know you were an otaku.”

“I, uh, try to keep it secret.” Sasaki blushes. “But, you know, when I do my job, I like to pretend I’m Inuyasha trying to fight a demon.”

“Ooh.” Saiko frowns. “Maybe work will go better for me if I pretend I’m Sango.”

“You should,” Sasaki says. “Now, the most important question: were you rooting for Tohru and Kyo, or Tohru and Yuki?”

“Kyo all the way. He’s such a lovable jerk.”

Sasaki is flabbergasted. “But – but Yuki is so kind!”

“He can be kind to Kyo and Tohru’s children.”

“GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!” wails Sasaki, and both of them burst out laughing.

If it’s not to uncomfortable to do, headcannons about the males of Anteiku and Aoigiri (plus Uta) Manhood headcannons? Please, thanks!

Kaneki Ken – average and probably not something he maintains or thinks about, except for rare occasions.

Nishiki Nishio – smaller than he’d ever admit. (But it’s enough for Kimi, so, like, it’s fine).

Koma Enji – he loves to boast about how big it is. It’s probably normal sized, though, and Irimi probably knows this. 😉

Tsukiyama Shuu – perfectly perfumed, his pride and joy.

Yoshimura Kuzen – unsure how he had Eto, because he never had sex. Nope. My word is final. The end.

Yomo Renji – he’s probably, er, much larger than average. Sometimes Uta likes to make him uncomfortable by telling him he should use that fact more.

Uta – he’d 100% tattoo an eye or something on the end just to troll his partner.

Tatara – He meticulously grooms himself.

Kirishima Ayato – once he tried to shave that area… let’s just say he was in an even angrier mood for the next week.

Noro – probably long and more lively than the rest of him. 😉

Naki – He tries to convince everyone to compare their manhoods, and then tells them they’ll never be as perfect as Big Bro.

Everything is the same except when Kaneki was living with his aunt he started caring for stray dogs without her knowledge. Flash forward to when he is Sasaki and him and Saiko are out running a few errands and he gets tackled by a loving group of stray dogs. They stop to pet them and Haise silently vows to start looking after them.

This is hilarious and lovely.

“Don’t touch those filthy mongrels.” Kaneki’s aunt sniffs and hurries away from the dogs.

“You know,” Kaneki says to the dogs, the dogs who have actually shown an interest in him, “I have a friend who was nice to me when I was like a stray. His name is Hide. And I think he’d be your friend, too.”

Checking over his shoulder to ensure his aunt is out of sight, Kaneki hands the dog his lunch. It woofs with joy.

Over the next few years, Kaneki and Hide each take turns caring for a growing number of street dogs, including one very pregnant, fluffy monster they name Takatsuki, after Kaneki’s favorite author.

But when Takatsuki has five puppies, Hide insists on naming them. “Fluffy One, Fluffy Two…”

“You can’t be serious.” Kaneki scowls.

“Hideyoshi, Kaneki, and Sen. There.” Hide smirks. They’re all brown and large, and squirming in their arms.

“We’ll take care of them,” Kaneki vows.

Unconditional love, for Kaneki, is Hide and puppies.

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“Maman!” Saiko gasps as six enormous brown mutts tackle Sasaki.

“Uh.” Sasaki, the fierce ghoul investigator, looks completely overwhelmed by the fluffy, excitable creatures. “Help.”

“They’re so cutttttte,” Saiko coos, hugging one. “Are they strays? Can we keep them?”

Sasaki, ever so briefly, imagines himself hugging one. They feel so familiar. He can already feel the texture of their fur before he touches them.

“We’ll take care of them,” Haise vows. It takes him a moment to realize he hasn’t spoken aloud yet.

Plus thirteen years when Touka and Kaneki’s daughter (who I’ve named Kaori) finds an old photo of kuroneki and Touka in part one and asks about it?

I like the name!

“Mom?” Kaori holds up a photo album. Laughter ripples from her throat.

“Hmm?” Touka turns around.

“Why does Dad have an eyepatch?”

“Oh!” Touka smiles. “That’s from around the time we first met. I called him a useless idiot. He could barely fight. He’d only just become a half-ghoul.”

“Wow.” Kaori squints. “He looks so timid.”

“He was. He was also the sweetest boy I’d met, and that angered me.” Touka laughs now. “That hasn’t changed.”

“Oh, please.” Kaori rolls her eyes. “Don’t get sappy with me.”

“Someday, you’ll appreciate it!”

Kaneki enters the room. “What are we talking about?”

“How obnoxiously nice you are, Daddy.” Kaori smiles at him, and Kaneki can’t resist smiling back. She is his princess.

Instead of running away from them, Kaneki talks with the Quinx about what he is doing and what he discovers (that the CCG are the biggest hypocrites, sunlit garden and everything they were taught a complete and total lie), and they make it clear that they will support him always.

“I don’t believe you,” Urie snaps.

“Why not?” Saiko fires back.

“Sensei? How do you know?” Mutsuki leans forward. The Quinx have gathered in the Chateau for a meeting with Sasaki Haise, though he now wants to be called Kaneki.

Higemaru interrupts. “There’s actually … I’ve studied the history of CCG some. Everyone who’s come from the Sunlit Garden has passed away by 35.”

“So you believe him, too?” Saiko asks.

“Why don’t we ask or resident Garden kid?” Aura points at Hsaio. “Tell us he’s crazy.”

Hsaio stares at the floor. Her voice sounds dead. “He’s crazy.”

“You’re a terrible liar,” Urie says, his stomach sinking.

Hsaio looks up at Kaneki. “You can’t fight them. You’ll lose.”

“You’re going to die early? No! I refuse!” Saiko shrieks. She wraps Hsaio in an embrace.

“If – if everything is a lie, how do we move forward?” Mutsuki waits anxiously for Sensei’s answer.

“I don’t know. I think joining with the ghouls already against the Washuus is a good first step,” says Kaneki.

“No,” Aura says. “I can’t betray my aunt.”

“In a way,” says Higemaru, “You’d be betraying her if you let her fight for a lie.”

“But I don’t have anyone else,” Aura whispers.

“You have us,” Kaneki says. “For what little I’m worth.”

“You’re worth a lot to me,” says Mutsuki.

“And me!” cries Saiko.

“We’ll support whatever you decide,” Urie says, nodding at Kaneki. For some reason, that warms his heart the most.

They’re his family.

from @sweetgm2

Ooh how about Nico/Kaneki including the re omake where he puts sunscreen on Nico’s back

I have not been able to write much about Nico before! Thank you.

“It’s cold,” Nico whines.

“I’m sorry!” Kaneki hesitates. “But you’ll burn otherwise.”

“Alas, my skin is pale like a vampires’,” Nico intones.

“It’s beautiful, Nico.”

“You’re too sweet for this world.” Nico smiles and draws Kaneki closer for a kiss. Her heart still flutters every time Kaneki touches her.

“Maybe I could appear to a ghoul restaurant as roasted ghoul,” Nico says. “That’d be fun.”

Kaneki chokes. “I think not!”

“Don’t want to lose me?” Nico cranes her head back to grin at her boyfriend.

“Yes,” Kaneki says, face redder than any sunburn.

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

Accidentally put this in the Submission box because I’m a bit of a tool. Can we see EarlyRE!Haise having nightmares about his past life, and the Quinx Squad hearing and going to comfort him?

Aw, you’re not a tool! You’re awesome!

“Kill me, please!” Haise cries out.

Choose! Choose! Choose!

“Choose my son!” begs the woman.

But how can he let her die?

“Kill me,” Haise wails.

“Sensei?” A voice interrupts Haise. Someone’s shaking him awake, and he feels hands on his wrists, untying him.

Haise leaps from the chair – and realizes he’s sitting up in bed, at the Chateau. There’s no pleading mother and son. There’s no torture.

Mutsuki has his hands on Haise’s shoulders, and Shirazu’s clutching Haise’s hands. Saiko runs up to him and throws her arms around him, and even Urie is there, hanging back in the corner.

“Are you okay, Maman?” Saiko wipes Haise’s tears with her pigtails.

“Really?” Shirazu demands.

“Yes!” she shoots back.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Mutsuki asks, his eyes wide.

Haise shivers. “It felt so real.”

“Horror always feels more real, doesn’t it?” Urie shrugs. “You’re not alone, I guess.”

“I had to choose between killing a mother and their child.” Haise’s eyes fill again. “I just wanted him to take me instead, but he wouldn’t.”

“That’s horrible!” Shirazu gasps. “And way too nice of you. I’d choose the kid.”

“But wanting to sacrifice yourself – you’re so sweet, Maman.” Saiko hugs Haise again. “We’re here. None of us will let you get hurt.”

“I’m not that lucky,” Urie says, with a smirk to assure Haise he’s joking.

“Come on. Go back to sleep. We’ll be here.” Saiko snuggles at his feet, and Shirazu flops by his side.

Mutsuki hesitates.

“It’s okay,” Haise says, and Mutsuki’s face blooms. He settles besides Haise’s other side and holds out an arm to Urie, who joins after a moment.

And though Haise still fears his mind, at least if he dreams again, he can pretend the Quinx are fighting with him.