I love first kisses so may I ask for a takirona first kiss?

Yessssss.

“I’m shit.” Takizawa concludes his self-diatribe, leaving Kurona open-mouthed.

“Stop it. You ate your parents unknowingly. I knowingly ate my sister in a stupid attempt to save us both. And I failed!” Kurona leaps in front of Seidou and grabs his hands in hers. She shakes him. “Get up off your ass and forgive yourself!”

He’s taken aback by the fire in her eyes. “Uh…”

“Or I can’t forgive myself,” Kurona whispers.

“I know you’re petty enough,” Takizawa grouses. Despite the tension, they both snicker.

And then Kurona covers his mouth with hers. Her teeth clack against his, and Seidou realizes that, subconsciously, he’s already opened his mouth.

Kuro?

Likes…

Me?

How do I deserve this?

Takizawa inhales as he pulls her closer, deepening their kiss like lovers might. Perhaps, forgiveness starts with returning a kiss.

Hello my favorite little author. This is something that I’ve been trying to picture for a while, Can you write headcanons of Eto’s wedding please. That way she can have a happy ending to 😊.

– She still teases Kaneki at the altar, asking him if he has any objections. Kaneki is mortified.

– She interrupts “you may now kiss” to kiss. She can’t even wait for the end of the sentence.

– Noro is the officiant. Which may prompt Tatara to ask if this is legal, since he’s technically dead. As a result, Tatara may or may not be run through by Eto’s kagune at the rehearsal.

– RED SPIDER LILIES EVERYWHERE.

– Eto will have a wild, wild, WILD reception. Featuring Takizawa as DJ and Kurona as the savior of their dance music.

– Hinami is maid of honor. Naturally. Eto makes sure to throw Hina the bouquet, too. And to smirk at Ayato.

– Eto wears a short, unconventional wedding dress. Perhaps gothic.

– She enters a dance battle with Tsukiyama Shuu and Urie Kuki. Tsukiyama is about to win but then he feels bad since she’s the bride.

Human Seidou had a girlfriend called Natsume who was very in love with him, and soon after his “death” found out she was pregnant. It was a hard pregnancy and their daughter was born prematurely but was healthy. Can we have somethin where in the beginning of the Goat/Clowns bit, they reunite and Natsume introduces their lil girl to him?

I love pregnancy angst.

“Ha. You cool having a killer like me here?” Seidou grabs a cup of coffee from a smiling Touka.

“We’re all killers,” Touka says softly as he glugs it down. “Except her, maybe.”

The door opens again. Seidou jumps, because he’s always jumpy, because he can’t quite believe Houji’s demon isn’t back to to slaughter him.

“Seidou?” asks a soft voice.

Seidou stares at the figure in the door. That sad smile, those wise eyes that held him when he felt insecure, those gentle curves he’d spent nights lost in – her hair is longer, but Natsume looks the same as he remembers.

And here he is, a half-ghoul, pale-haired, hunch-backed, with coffee dribbling down his disformed face and oceans of bloodshed in his past.

A toddler peeks her head out from behind Natsume’s ankles. With the same light brown hair Seidou used to have.

He feels the world whirl around him.

“We’ve found the Owl’s weakness,” jokes Nishiki from behind the counter.

Natsume picks up the child and strides across the cafe to Seidou. Her eyes plead with him.

“I’m a monster now,” he says bitterly. God dammit, why can’t he get it together enough to be nice to the woman he loves?

“You’re scared of me,” she states, running a hand down his face. “But you don’t have to be. I never stopped loving you.”

She holds out the little girl. “This is Seina. Named after her aunt.”

Seidou stares at his…his little girl. She waves shyly at him.

“I though I ate you,” he says bluntly. Kanou…that bastard.

“Nah, Kanou tried but I escaped. That’s how I found out you were still alive.” Natsume lowers her eyes. “I’ve followed, well, everything. I know what you’ve done. I still love you and I never stopped believing in you.”

“Why?” he gapes at her.

“I couldn’t very well abandon Seina’s dad, could I?” Natsume shrugs.

Seina reaches out to pat Seidou’s chest. “Daddy?”

Seidou is utterly overwhelmed. What should he – should he kiss Natsume – should he say hi – what –

He reaches out to pat Seina’s hair, that beautiful brown hair. His voice cracks. “Hi, baby girl.”

Caaan I ask for a TakiRona scenario in which Kurona has a nightmare about the day Nashiro died? I need me some fluffy angst

YASSSSS. I LOVES ANGST.

“Kuro? Kuro!” Takizawa leans over her in bed, shaking his sobbing lover awake.

“Seidou?” Kurona blinks back tears.

She’s here.

Nashiro is gone.

“Your sister?” he prompts, feeling ashamed of prying, but more afraid of leaving her to suffer alone. Kuro’s the best part of his life.

“I dreamt I watched her die again. But she wasn’t dead. Me – I – when I consumed her, I killed her. In my dream, she screamed and I screamed, but it was too late.” Kurona hunches her shoulders, as tears track down her cheeks. “It was all my fault.”

“It wasn’t,” Seidou says gruffly. “It wasn’t, not at all.”

“But – suppose she was alive? Suppose I did kill her – I’m so scared of that, Seidou.” Kurona grabs his hands.

“You didn’t. Take it from someone who ate his own parents.” Seidou cracks a half-smile. “I feel at fault, too. Heck, I was at CCG and I wouldn’t have helped you even then. You – you were always better than me.”

“No, I wasn’t.” Kurona leans her head on Seidou’s bare chest. She loves the sound of his steady heartbeat. “We just had different lives.”

“Well,” says Seidou, kissing her forehead, “I’m very glad you are here now.”

“I’m glad you’re here.” Kurona pulls his lips towards hers. “Nashiro would approve.”

“That’s all that matters,” Seidou jokes, rolling atop this marvelous woman who somehow, by some miracle or fortune, loves him.

Um….I know this sounds blunt…..but uh……Takirona fucking against a wall…..?

– It happened right before Kurona went off to find Kanou and confront her past, for her sake, for Nashiro’s sake, for Takizawa’s sake.

– she told him to make sure she missed him, and when he asked how like the idiot he is, Kurona kissed him passionately.

– Neither of them had any desire to hold back. Seidou pushed her into a wall, and she straddled his hips, as they kissed and bit each other’s faces.

– Kurona liked pulling his hair, and Seidou liked nibbling her chest.

– When they collapsed onto the floor, panting in each others arms, both of them had to admit they’d never done it before, which drew childlike giggles from both of them.

– Despite their crazed setting, they both felt a moment’s respite. Because for once both of them felt loved and accepted, and like they had someone to hold onto (figuratively and literally).

Can I have a scenario of Kurona seeking Takizawa after her confrontation with Kanou at his mother’s grave? :)

One Takirona scenario coming right up.

“Takizawa! You okay?” Kurona is relieved to see him holed up in the abandoned warehouse she left him in. Hakatori is out, probably scavenging for food.

“Other than the city being taken over by a kagune?” Takizawa shrugs. “Yeah. I’m fine.”

He scowls. Kurona’s eyes are bloodshot. “The fuck happened to you? Did you find him? ”

“K – Kanou.” Kurona doesn’t know whether to dissolve into tears or scream. She settles for punching a hole in the wall. “He took his own life.”

“In front of you?” Takizawa is glad that motherfucker is dead. But – but Kurona didn’t deserve this.

She nods, kneeling onto he ground. “He wasn’t even sorry. He just wanted to go out once he’d fulfilled his desires. Apparently this whole mess – this dragon – is that.”

Kurona gasps through her tears. “He didn’t care. He never cared about me.”

“I know, but that still hurts, right?” Takizawa recalls his feelings when Houji tried to kill him. The only parent he had left, the one he’d given everything for, just to grasp his approval once more, and his parent hadn’t wanted anything to do with him.

Kurona grabs Takizawa. “He was my last link to Shiro. He ruined our lives, and he never cared. It’s too – his death was too good for him.”

“It was,” Seidou agrees darkly. “I would have gladly forced him to stay alive and suffer for what he did to us fucked half-breeds. If for one second, he could feel the agony.” He pauses. “But I feel it, Kurona.”

“I know you do.” Kurona hiccups. “That’s why you’re my closest friend now.”

“I’m not gonna abandon you, either.” Seidou smirks.

“Nor I you.” Kurona leans her head on Seidou’s breast, just over his beating heart. “You’re all I have left.”

Tumblr Auto-Unfollowed me, was wondering where you’d been before realizing I wasn’t following anymore. Strange. I love your writing so much! If it’s not too much trouble, could you write a scene where Seidou’s S/O with him from before the end of TG and has missed him finally finds him now and he doesn’t want them to because he thinks they deserve better?

Silly Tumblr!

“Seidou!”

The familiar name, in that familiar tone, sends shivers down Seidou’s back. “[Name].”

“Yeah, it’s me.” He looks up to see his best friend, the lover he hasn’t seen in years, standing there, hands on their hips, desperation on their beautiful face. They shouldn’t be here. They should be with CCG.

“Why are you here?” he screams suddenly.

“You’re alive.” They blink back tears. Their voice wobbles. “You’re really alive.”

“Does that upset you? You’d rather I died?” Seidou giggles.

“I’d rather spend another second – even if it’s just that – with you, ghoul or man or half or whatever you are,” they declare.

“I’m not me. I’m a monster.” Seidou looks at the ground.

“Then how are you ashamed? If you’re a monster, you can’t help it, right? And if you can, you’re ashamed, so you’re not a monster,” they say, stepping closer.

“Stop.” Seidou nibbles his lower lip.

“For you? Never.” They step forward, and before he can protest, grab his face in their hands. Their palms are soft as ever.

“I could kill you,” he tries to sneer.

“You and I both know you won’t.” They look him directly in his eyes, and in theirs, Seidou feels the sparks of hope. “You’ve got good friends, ghouls and humans and in-betweens, and we’re not giving up on you. Let’s move forward together. Just give me one more day with you – please.”

Seidou draws in a raggedy breath. He never could say no to them, could he? Be he human or ghoul. “Okay.”

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.

A scenario where after the war shinohara wakes up and juuzou gets to excitedly show him around. It’s all fun until they come across kaneki (who is chatting with people from both the quinx and Anteiku) and shinohara is all like “good god is that the centipede ghoul? Who let the crazy bastard in here!”

LOL.

“Here’s CCG. Or, what’s left of us.”

Shinohara recognizes Marude, Ui, Mado Akira and Amon Koutarou, and a very disgruntled – and white-haired – Takizawa Seidou. Kiyoko is in a wheelchair, Mougan behind her. Ah, and there is Iwao’s son, besides Kuki’s son.

The Quinx Squad is behind Kuki, or so Shinohara assumes. They look fully human right now.

He can’t believe so much has happened. Arima a ghoul, Yoshitoki a ghoul, cooperation with ghouls to save a city.

“Suzuya!” A white-haired young man races towards them, holding pudding aloft.

Shinohara chuckles past the ache of his missing colleagues. Suzuya’s face brightens as the man reaches them.

Shinohara squints. He knows that man.

“Good god, is that the centipede ghoul? Who let this crazy bastard in here?” Shinohara exclaims. But his tone is light – no one who gives Juuzou pudding can be all bad, right?

“I was an investigator for the past few years, thank you very much. Kaneki Ken.” The ghoul holds out his hand. “Former First-Class. Now One-Eyed King. It’s all very confusing.”

“Of course it is,” sings a pretty young woman. She marches to Kaneki’s side. “I’m his wife, Touka.”

“She was Rabbit,” Suzuya says, mouth full of pudding.

“Huh?” Shinohara frowns. She does look familiar, doesn’t she?

“Hey, Kaneki, don’t take all the ghoulification credit, you bastard.” Takizawa waves to Shinohara, proudly showing two kakugans. Behind him, Amon Koutarou displays the same, even as Akira Mado slips her arm around his waist.

“What the hell?!”

With the latest chapter coming out, can you write about the reader as a CCG worker turned Ghoul-thingy that’s just running around in panic and runs into Takizawa (Hakatori is with him?)

“Help me, please,” you whisper.

You’ve never felt hunger like this – a ravaging, searing pain that threatens to swallow you.

You want to eat people. And yet…you can’t. You work for CCG.

But fuck duty. You’re not in this for duty; you’re in this because you care about people. And now you’re a threat to people.

You stumble outside, halfway looking for a kill. Halfway looking to end yourself, because you are now a threat, and isn’t that what CCG expects?

But you don’t wanna die.

You whimper and curl up on the sidewalk, wishing you could disappear.

“Well, what is this?” A high, reedy voice breaks into your consciousness. You’ve heard it before.

You scramble to your feet. “Stay away!”

Your voice is twisted, inhuman. You hiss at the people before you … and then gasp.

That’s Takizawa Seidou, the infamous treason Owl. And Hakatori.

“You all right?” asks the girl.

Tears well in your eyes. Was this how Seidou felt? How long did he fight? Will you give in, and be like him? “Help me.”

“Kakugans…that’s interesting,” Seidou remarks, eying your CCG badge. “How the mighty have fallen.”

“Help me,” you repeat.

Seidou holds out a severed arm he’s kept hidden in his cloak.

You lurch back. “No.”

“They’re already dead. You won’t bring them back,” Hakatori reminds you.

“I’ll create the demand for more flesh. No, I won’t,” you snap.

“Then you’ll wind up attacking someone else,” Seidou says. “I know. You can still live.”

“I don’t…”

“Shut up and eat.” Seidou grabs you. “Hakatori, hold their mouth open.” His eyes blaze. “Listen to me: you don’t have a choice right now.Ad for my sake, t believe I’m not worthless, you are going to eat right now. You asked for help, and you got it. Got it?”

You begin to sob, and Seidou sighs. He rubs your back awkwardly. “I know, it sucks. But it does get better. We’re here to help.”