Can you do a cute fluffy fic about Touka styling her hair the way she did in the omake and Kaneki finds it adorable? Thanks!

“Kaneki,” Touka whispers.

“Mmm?” He rolls over. He had just drifted to sleep.

“My hair is the same as the Director’s.” Touka looks horrified. “I had a dream you couldn’t tell us apart!”

“What?!” Kaneki shrieks.

Touka turns around. Slowly, she lifts her hair and, with the angst of a thousand Kanekis, with the determination of a thousand Furutas, pulls it into a pineapple ponytail.

Kaneki’s eyes resemble saucers. “You look adorable, Touka-chan.”

“Do I?” She smiles and pats the ponytail.

“Yes.” He sits upright to tug on it. “I love it.”

Touka beams at him. “Why don’t you show me how much, hmm?”

When they leave their room the next morning, Nishiki yells. “Why the fuck are you growing a pineapple as well as a baby, Touka?”

“I like it.” Kaneki draws Touka closer to him.

“Oh, sure, trust the white-haired kid’s fashion sense,” grumbles Nishiki.

Touka waves the Aogiri kids over.

“Oh no,” says Nishiki.

A tsunami of children tackle him. His glasses are removed, and he can feel them styling his hair. “Touka! Get back here! I take it back! TOUKA!”

(A semi-crossover with Hellsing) The Kaneki siblings (Kaneki, Suzuya and Rin together!!) find documents from their father and discover their ancestral roots extend outside of Japan, all the way to Romania and their many greats grandfather is none other than the Impaler, the prince of darkness, and Count himself, Vlad Tepes, aka Dracula (Alucard in Hellsing)

The Kaneki Trifecta®

“Kaneki, look at this. Suzuya, get your ass over here, too.” Rin waves them to a table in Re.

“What are those?” Suzuya’s eyes widen at so much reading.

But Kaneki is already devouring the papers. “Where’d you find these?”

“I’ve been concocting my own little investigation into Mom.” Rin sighs. “Didn’t it ever strike you as strange that one of you was kidnapped, and the other made into a half-ghoul? Like, that can’t be a coincidence.”

“And?” Suzuya nervously nibbles on the chocolate squares Kaneki hands him, one after another.

“We’re not entirely Japanese. We’re…Romanian?” Kaneki frowns.

“Like vampires?” Suzuya grins.

“No, but actually.” Rin rifles through the documents. “Vlad Tepes is our ancestor.”

“Who?”

“Dracula,” Kaneki says, surprised. He loves that book.

“Do you think there’s something special in our blood, then?” Rin asks.

“Maybe?”

“Mom’s side checks out clean.” Rin swallows. “This seems like the best red flag I’ve found.”

“But why target us now?” Suzuya asks. Chocolate is smeared across his cheeks.

“I mean, there’s no proof they didn’t target Dad as well. Maybe that’s how he died. There’s not much information on the accident, though, so this is just speculation.” Rin shrugs.

“We need to talk to Nishiki about this. If – if Vampires are real – if part-vampires can live like normal humans, why can’t part-ghouls?” Kaneki’s body surges with hope.

“Precisely.” Rin smiles at him.

Suzuya hugs them both. “Well, I love having ghouls and vampires in my family.”

How about a Kaneki/Hide scenario while Kaneki is working at Anteiku?

“Hide, what is this?”

Kaneki stares at the enormous rose bouquet that’s about the same size as his friend.

“It’s Valentine’s day, and you deserve this. Especially since your last date didn’t go too well.” Hide winks.

Kaneki touches his eyepatch, unconsciously. “Yeah.”

Hide pokes the eyepatch. “Kakugan out?”

Kaneki gasps. “Hide!”

“Kaneki, I know.” Hide sighs. “I still want you to be my Valentine’s date.”

“You – you know – you mean -” Kaneki stammers. His eyes slide to Touka, who once threatened Hide should he find out.

But Touka’s changed, even if just slightly, over the last few months. To his surprise, he sees a faint smile on her face.

“We can close up shop.” Enji Koma shoves Kaneki out from behind the counter.

“Will you be my Valentine?” Hide beams at his friend.

“Uh – uh – help me with the flowers first! Then yes,” Kaneki blurts.

When they leave Anteiku, the entire shop is filled with Roses, and Kaneki’s heart is filled with happiness.

Naki/Kaneki scenario with Naki being devoted to Neki like a cute little puppy

“We’re Naki and Neki,” announces Naki. “It’s practically the same.”

“I suppose,” Kaneki says slowly.

“We’re a team!” Naki slings his arm around Kaneki’s shoulders. He follows Kaneki out of the room and down the hall to the GOAT executive meeting.

When Kaneki leaves, Naki follows him to read stories to the children. He shows off his koukaku and enjoys the kids climbing all over him.

When Kaneki goes to the bathroom, he exits to find Naki standing there. “Naki, is something wrong?”

“I have something I need to tell you.” Naki’s face is pink.

Kaneki waits.

Naki looks at the concrete floor. “You know, if I’d been there, I would have stopped Big Bro for you.”

Kaneki softens. “That’s it?”

Naki nods. “I’m sorry he hurt you. You didn’t deserve it. I would have been tortured instead.”

“No!” Kaneki gasps. He clutches Naki’s hands. “Listen to me, Naki. No one deserves pain, any pain, especially not what happened to me.”

He chokes on his words; there’s still a voice inside him insisting he’s the exception, that he did deserve it.

“You know you didn’t, either.” Naki frowns.

“I’m learning.”

“Like me.” Naki smiles. “You learn emotions, I learn words, and we all become better. That’s how it works, right?”

Kaneki’s heart swells with this ghoul’s inherent goodness. Beneath the bloodshed and bodies, beneath the devour corpses and worship of a sadist, there is an innocent child preserved in Naki.

Not even he, the king, can boast the same.

“Yeah, Naki. That’s how it works.”

Arima is revived and Kaneki gets to talk to him?

Kaneki screams as someone carves him out of his dragon form. “No, wait!”

“Look around you!” A scythe strikes him. He sprawls onto the dingy alley floor. Where is he?

“You nearly demolished all of Tokyo,” growls Arima.

Kaneki stares up at him. “Am I dead?”

“No.” Arima kneels before Kaneki. “The dead are coming back, Kaneki. You can thank Dr. Kanou.”

He does not sound grateful, but Kaneki doesn’t ask.

“You’re supposed to ask me something.” Arima narrows his eyes.

“How can I? You’re alive, sort of, and people are dying, and Furuta’s won, he’s won, and Touka’s gonna lose our baby,” Kaneki sobs.

Arima turns ashen. “Baby?”

“My wife is pregnant.” Kaneki wipes his eyes.

Deep breaths, Kishou. Pretend you’re Eto. Arima swallows. “So…what happened?”

“I can’t do it!” he cries. “This role. I don’t care enough – I don’t have the energy to support both humans and ghouls. It’s too much, Arima. I can’t even decide.”

“Yes, and that’s why you’re in this position,” Arima says coldly.

“I can’t even lie about killing you effectively.” Kaneki slaps his mentor’s hand away, and Arima feels hurt.

Arima pauses. “Do you want to lie about it?”

“I will.”

“No, I asked, do you want to?”

Kaneki pauses. He shakes his head and begins to cry.

Arima’s never been deft with emotions, but even he can tell Kaneki’s in a bad spot. “Kaneki, please. Stand on your own. Be your own person. If that means casting away the kingship for the better of ghouls, do it. If that means breaking your promise to me…do it. But you can’t keep on as is. You’ll get everyone killed. Your refusal to choose has always been your weakness, and that will kill you.”

“Help me,” Kaneki pleads.

“I will. But I won’t choose for you.”

Arima waves Eto out of the shadows.

She titters. “I can’t believe we forgot to teach our son about condoms.”

“This is kind of serious right now,” Arima snaps.

“Kaneki, put on your big boy pants. Time to make decisions.” Eto grins.

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.

Classroom shenanigans with Black Reaper Kaneki as the teacher. Possible students being Touka, Takizawa, Kurona, Amon, Akira, Juuzou, and Quinx kids! (Bonus points for involving Principle Eto!)

“Juuzou, you can’t eat candy in class.” Reaperneki raps on Suuzya’s desk.

Suzuya stares up at him with horror. The lollipop remains in his mouth. “But why?”

“Because it’s disruptive.”

“Not if you do it the right way.” Saiko pops a chocolate square into her mouth. “Just be quick about it, Suzuya.”

“Yonebayashi, do you want to go to the principle’s office?”

She thinks for a moment. “Principle Eto does have a nice couch.”

“Can I go to the principle’s office?” Urie raises his hand. “I’m tired of all your faces.”

Mutsuki frowns.

“Not yours,” Urie assures him.

“Awwwwww,” Shirazu teases.

“All of you: SILENCE!” Reaperneki shouts. “Now, Amon, tell me your initial thoughts on Egg of the Black Goat.”

Amon looks up, guilt plastered over his face like the donut crumbs on his lips.

“Are you fucking kidding me,” growls Reaperneki.

“I got him the donut; it’s my fault.” Akira rolls her eyes. “You know, it’s not the food that makes us inefficient; it’s you.”

Reaperneki seethes. “Aura?”

“I was too busy visiting my sick aunt to do the reading,” he replies sweetly.

Higemaru raises his hand. “I loved it!”

“I found the wording fascinating,” Hsaio adds.

“I couldn’t be bothered to read it.” Ayato yawns.

“Feet off your desk, Kirishima.”

“Which one?” Ayato grins as Hinami gently pushes his feet back to the floor.

“Teacher, you’re kinda weak at teaching literature,” Touka comments.

“You’re weak at literature,” Reaperneki counters.

“You’re weak, period,” she shoots back.

Takizawa passes a note to Kurona.

“Really? At this point, you could just talk,” says Reaperneki.

“Can I talk about how attractive you are, Teach?” whimpers Tsukiyama.

“THAT’S IT! ALL OF YOU! I AM ESCORTING ALL OF YOUR SORRY ASSES TO THE PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE!” Reaperneki roars.

When they arrive, Eto blinks. “You got the entire class here? I’m so impressed.”

Reaperneki growls.

Nishiki/Kaneki scenario

“Missing Kimi?” Kaneki asks, watching Nishiki furiously draw chemical structures on his notepad.

“Always.” Nishiki doesn’t even look up.

But the king doesn’t leave. He sits beside Nishiki. “Did you ever think we’d be friends? When we first met?”

“I thought you were an annoying punk-ass.” Nishiki grins.

“And I thought you were everything I hated about ghouls,” Kaneki admits. A blush lands on his cheeks. “I was wrong.”

“So was I. You’re a beautiful punk-ass.” Nishiki cackles.

“You’re hilarious,” Kaneki says dryly.

“I am, aren’t I?” Nishiki slides his chemical notes towards Kaneki. “Want to learn?”

“Always.”

“That’s what gives me hope, you know. That you always want to learn.” Nishiki swallows.

“Really?” Kaneki’s surprised. That’s…so simple.

Nishiki nods. His fingers entwine with Kaneki’s. “You give me hope that anyone can learn.”

“I think of where we began…and I see the same for you,” Kaneki replied.

Nishiki smiles. He leans in close. Their hands tighten. “Guess we need each other after all. So long as I can still call you annoying punk-ass.”

Kaneki goes on his date with Rize like at the beginning of the series but in this scenario Rize isn’t a ghoul and the two genuinely like each other, seeing themselves in the other because of their common interests and whatnot

Awwwwww.

“I really like you.” Rize smiles. She might seem self-assured, but she’s not. She was brought up in a garden, as a human breeder for powerful ghouls, after all.

Nice men? She doesn’t trust them.

But she wants to trust this one. He seems sweet. He’s easy to talk to. And he likes Sen Takatsuki.

“I like you, too!” Kaneki cries, and he looks so innocent and joyous Rize lets herself feel joy, too.

He doesn’t even kiss her. He just lets her hug him and walks her home. She’s not expected to do anything for him. Rize nearly cries of happiness.

They meet up time and time again. Eventually, he confesses his upbringing, and Rize can piece together the rest. She holds him as he cries.

“What about you?” he asks, and that’s when she freezes.

But he sees her fear, and he holds her and reassures her. He doesn’t force her to answer.

That’s the first day she kisses him.

They don’t make love until nearly a year later. But when they do, Kaneki knows everything, and he’s angry for her, and he tells her she’s strong and beautiful and amazing. It doesn’t hurt that he bought her a signed copy of Takatsuki’s latest novel.

He cries after they finish, and Rize laughs. Her joy returns.

Every day with Kaneki is a joy.

Can you do a touken AU/scenario based on the vocaloid music “feathers across the seasons”? I really love your writing!

Aw thank you! And thank you for introducing me to the song – I’m now a proper crying mess.

“It’s so peaceful outside.” Kaneki watches the snowflakes drift to the frozen earth.

Touka pulls him closer to their crackling fire. “This evening reminds me of the day we met.”

Kaneki blushes. “I remember.”

Do you have room? A beautiful woman with ukaku wings appears before him. CCG is hunting me.

So he lets her in, and since then she’s never left his side.

They snuggle together for warmth that night, and Kaneki thinks himself the luckiest man in the world.

Touka awakens to the first signs of spring.

“The birds sound like you. So beautiful.” Kaneki murmurs, pulling her closer.

Touka kisses him. He’s radiant in the morning light.

In the heat of summer, Touka toils in the vegetable garden they planted. They can’t eat what they grow, but someone can, and Touka likes that. And growing something happy warms her heart.

A crash from behind her catches her attention. “Kaneki?”

As autumn comes, Kaneki has not improved.

“He’s aging at a frightening pace,” says their friend Nishiki.

Touka shakes her head. “Don’t worry – Kaneki. I’ll save you.”

She sells vegetable after vegetable and pounds ukaku shards into jewelry. She will find a way into CCG, to save Kaneki.

Kaneki pulls himself upright. “Touka, your hands…they’re so beautiful.”

“Would you love them if they weren’t beautiful anymore?” Touka asks. All she wants is to hear and hold his unconditional love.

“Of course.” Kaneki holds her hands in his, but he’s soon racked by a cough.

Touka comes home one day, one day when she almost has enough to bribe a CCG doctor, to see Nishiki standing at her door.

“Where’s Kaneki?”

Touka sobs by an empty gravesite. CCG had already taken the body by the time she arrived, but she’s constructed a memorial nonetheless.

“If, one day, I was no longer mistakable for a human, would you still love me?” she asks, dropping an ukaku shard into the moist earth.

“Of course I will. I will always…remember that snowy day.”

Touka turns around with a gasp to see a dragon standing behind her.

“Even now, I still love you.”

She breaks into happy tears. “And I love you.”