May I ask for a sfw+nsfw thing with :re Juuzou x Seidou or Seidou x Juuzou? I love your work so much it brings me happiness that you’ve done so many pairings for people. You really are wonderful for bringing people’s ships to life c’: ((bless ya soul, you’re like an angel that was sent to the tg community))

Awww thank you. ❤

“Why do you like me?” Seidou shakes his head. 

“You remind me of me.” Juuzou pops more candy into his mouth. 

Seidou can’t help but feel envy. He misses sugar.

“I used to kill, kill, kill too. I mean, I still kinda do.” Juuzou frowns. “Akira once said empathy is something I need to learn.” 

“That, uh, sounds like Akira,” Seidou says with a laugh. 

Juuzou grins. “Well, that makes you kinda like my project. I can empathize with you.”

“Juuzou, referring to people as a project is not considered nice.” Seidou bristles. 

“Really?” Juuzou frowns.

Seidou bangs his head on the table. “God fucking dammit. I never would’ve thought you would be reaching out to me. I wasn’t exactly nice to you when I was normal.”

“Normal is boring.” Juuzou impatiently bites into his lollipop. 

“Maybe.” Seidou shrugs.

Juuzou pecks him on the lips.

“Wait – what?!” Seidou splutters. “Juuzou!”

“You deserve a kiss, Seidou.” Juuzou speaks his name without disgust or hate. He’s just Seidou, his friend.

Seidou’s eyes mist, to his chagrin. Why didn’t he kiss him back? “Oops.”

Juuzou kisses him again, and Seidou reacts this time. He presses his lips against Juuzou, draws his friend closer to his chest. 

“Wow,” says Juuzou. 

“You’re so innocent.” Seidou rolls his eyes. Not that he’s wasn’t a never-been-kissed virgin two minutes ago, too. “Aren’t I repulsive?” 

“I don’t think you’re gross. I like you.” Juuzou pulls off his shirt, revealing scar after scar from Big Madam. 

Seidou scowls. “Who hurt you and can I kill them.”

“They’re gone now.” Juuzou doesn’t even seem happy about it. 

Seidou pulls off his own shirt. He’s fairly muscular now, but his posture is terrible. He’d be grossed out by him. “Did that person make you into their plaything? I remember…I remember I felt like a lab experiment. I was, actually. And every time I behaved like a ghoul, I was praised. It was the only way to live.”

Juuzou runs a hand down Seidou’s chest. “I was Big Madam’s pet. In the restaurant. The more flashy the deaths, the less she hurt me. But she always hurt me. Every night. To prepare me.” 

Juuzou looks sad. “Can I show you something?”

“Sure.”

Seidou watched Juuzou remove his pants and underwear. 

He’s not surprised at what he sees – but his heart hurts. At least Kanou never castrated him. “Juuzou, I’m so sorry.”

Juuzou smiles sadly. “See, you’re not grotesque.”

“Neither are you.” Seidou kisses him again.

“Seidou, I can’t – I can’t make love. Ever.” Juuzou looks miserable.

“There are other ways.” Seidou rolls his eyes. “I can’t believe I, virgin extraordinaire, have to tutor you.”

Juuzou giggles. “Please do.” 

Seidou eagerly removes his own pants. Juuzou seems fascinated by what’s beneath, and Seidou can’t help but feel pride. They explore each other for hours, and Seidou feels a rush of joy when Juuzou sighs with pleasure. 

“See?” He smirks, and Juuzou kisses him again.

Hide and pre Yamori torture Kaneki (so the most innocent pure Kaneki) nsfw with Hide exuberantly topping and being all complimentary and sweet towards his best friend and being excited as hell at getting to finally experience this with his most important person and Kaneki is too and Kaneki is all smiles and affectionately calls Hide “idiot” after Hide praises him

“Are you sure about this?” Kaneki lifts his eyes to Hide’s. His beloved friend lies stretched atop him. Their skin is bare and sweaty. Their nerves tingle. Kaneki can feel Hide’s humid breath on his lips and he’s embarrassed to admit it, but he wants Hide even more now.

Hide nods. “Kaneki, of course.” He laughs. “You might actually have more muscle than I do.”

Kaneki snickers. “We’re both pretty spindly.”

“And we’re both beautiful.” Hide smiles down at Kaneki. “And we’re both in love.”

He tightens his grip. “Ready?”

Kaneki nods, scared and excited and overwhelmed. He can’t believe he gets to do this with Hide. This is better than he ever dreamed. Certainly better than the horror novels he adores.

Their bodies rock back and forth.

“You feel so good,” Hide moans. “How did you get so talented at this?”

“Idiot,” Kaneki laughs. “Though I could ask the same of you.”  

Hide kisses him again. Kaneki tries not to cry out with excitement, and this makes Hide even happier.

This is a happy moment, and if he has his way, Kaneki will have many more. 

NSFW Uta!? 😭🙏

“Angry?” Uta watches his lover pace their apartment. 

“You’re very engrossed in your art,” they say.

“I’m also engrossed in your body as art,” he says slyly. 

They burst out laughing, but he’s already sidled over to them. 

“What if I, er, take a break?” He fiddles with their shirt. “Would you like that?”

They nod eagerly.

Uta hoists his lover onto his hips and lifts their shirt so he can suckle the smooth skin of their chest. They moan with anticipation, and he begins to leave small love bites over them. 

He pushes them against the wall. Their hands dig into his hair; their teeth, into his lips. 

He can feel them pulling down his pants and chuckles at their eagerness. 

“Let’s see what kind of body art we can do,” he teases, removing their underwear.

They sigh as their bodies merge. They move in rhythm with each other, gasping and fondling the other until they both tremble with desire.

When both finally release, Uta slides to the floor, pulling his lover with him. “Now that was quite the inspiration I needed.”

“God I love you,” says his lover, kissing him once again. 

Matsuri’s first time with somebody, PLEASE,i need it

Oh my.

“Are you sure?” Matsuri wants to appear suave and calm, but like everything else in his life, he is not in control. His pulse is hammering, his forehead is sweaty, and he has goosebumps all up his arms.

Plus anxiety that the Washuus will find out and kill his lover. That’s always fun.

His lover nods. He bends over Matsuri, whispering sweet phrases in German. He calls Matsuri sexy and compliments his toned muscles.

“Do you love me?” Matsuri asks. He ought to know.

His lover smiles. “Yes.”

He gasps, finally letting himself feel happy. 

In his lover’s bed, he’s not a Washuu or a ghoul living up to an impossible legacy. He’s just a silly virgin who spills half a bottle of lube on himself, gets nervous about condoms, and gawks at his partner’s intimate parts.

“It’s okay to scream,” his partner tells him with a smile, and Matsuri does, and he feels a rush of freedom and love and – tears. 

His lover kisses away his tears and cries out. 

His lover loves him. And his ghoulish body. Matsuri lays his head on his partner’s chest and listens to their synchronous breathing. 

kuroneki having his first time with hide(and kaneki tops)? I wanna see my dorky boys have fun together  ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°

Teehee.

“Kaneki, aren’t you tired of studying?” Hide pouts.

“I’m reading, not studying,” Kaneki admits. 

“You are adorable.” Hide winks and inches closer to kiss his boyfriend. 

Kaneki laughs. “What would you like to do instead?”

“Fun things.” Hide winks and pulls Kaneki into his bedroom. “Like this.”

Kaneki’s heart pounds. “Are you sure?”

“If you are.” Hide waits, his eyes wide.

Kaneki nods.

“Yessssss!” Hide pumps his fist in the air. 

Kaneki hesitates. “Wait, how do we – who – ”

“Oh my god.” Hide chuckles. “Here. You can be on top. Undress me.” 

“D-d-do you have protection?”

“Yes, Kaneki.” Hide winks again. “See, I paid attention in health class.”

“You did not!” 

“True. Nishiki gave them to me.” Hide hops onto his bed and guides Kaneki down onto him. They kiss and explore each other’s mouths for what feels like hours. 

And then Hide begins exploring more of Kaneki, pulling up his shirt and kissing his chest. And Kaneki dares to do the same to Hide. He wants Hide. 

Their bodying move synchronously, and all Kaneki can this about is Hide, and how good Hide feels. All Hide thinks is Kaneki, Kaneki, I love Kaneki. 

When Kaneki finally cries out, Hide smiles. “Yo know I love you, right?”

“Yes.” Kaneki’s lips tremble. “And I love you, too.” 

Can I get some fluff/nsfw Uta please!?

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“Hey.” Uta growls in his S/O’s ear. It’s nearly midnight, and he’s finally done with his mask. He’s proud of it, but also ready for another activity. “It’s been a long day.”

“Has it, hmm?” They smile coyly.

“Pay attention to me,” he whines.

“I always do.”

“Pay me special attention.” Uta wiggles his eyebrows. 

“Oh? What kind?” His S/O gasps as he lifts them up and plops them down on one of his tables. “Uta, there’s paint everywhere.”

“We can make it more messy.” He leans over them to nibble on their throat, and with a grin, they bite back into his mouth. 

He fumbles with their pants and underwear. They giggle and pull him onto the table. As they roll around and leave marks on each other, their bodies become more and more splattered with colors. 

Finally the two lie side by side, panting and tie-dyed. 

“Well, that was fun,” they say.

“You’re beautiful,” he tells them. “Your body is work of art.” 

“So is yours, Mr. Tattoo.” They poke him and both partners burst into laughter. 

Hey babe, how bout’ a Yomo romantic headcannons n nsfw headcannons? A lotta them!

SFW

– Yomo is very old-school. If you are human, he will take you to candlelit dinners; if a ghoul, he’ll prepare a candlelit dinner for you. 

– He will buy you flowers on Valentine’s Day, and chocolates if you’re human.

– He loves listening to you talk about your day. A night in is his idea of a perfect date.

– He is surprisingly cuddly once you know him to a certain point. 

– Yomo is frequently embarrassed by the stories Itori and Uta tell about his youth. And, believe me, they make damn sure you know everything.

– You probably had to ask him out or show interest before he felt confident enough to ask.

– You accompany him on body collections, and frequently pray with him. He appreciates your appreciation for life.

– If he ever feels ashamed of being a ghoul, and he does, you are always there to reassure him that you love him no matter what, that you believe he’s a good person at heart, and that you’ll never leave him.

– Yomo does not want kids, due to fears of ending up like Hikari and Arata. So you help him throw himself into helping Touka and Ayato. 

NSFW

– the first time you had sex, Yomo felt himself getting carried away. He pulled back in fear of hurting you, and you caressed his face as you guided him to the bed.

– Yomo is a very gentle lover. He goes slow, especially if his partner is much smaller than him, and let’s face it, that’s pretty likely. 

– He loves exploring your body and cares a bit more for your pleasure than his. You do not let him get away with this, though.

– Yomo loves snuggling and deep conversations about how you feel after sex.

– Yomo was very embarrassed the first time Uta realized you smelled like Yomo. Because of course Uta made it into a big deal.

– Itori has taken you out lingerie shopping, because, regardless of your gender, she needs to know how red Yomo’s face gets. 

– The answer is crimson. He loves it, though. 

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. 

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.