Oh man im sorry I meant younger Tsukiyama with a human so. I was saying fetus as in talking about the Tsukiyama we see in the Ova Pinto. I’m sorry I guess I should’ve been clearer with my ask!!

Oooh I’m sorry for misunderstanding!

“You almost threw Hori off a roof?” Tsukiyama’s SO gapes at him.

“It was a mere jest.”

“Did she think so?” They jab their finger at him. Tsukiyama, at least, has the dignity to appear chastened. “Shuu. You’re going to get caught.”

“I already have been,” he purrs, delivering them his slyest smile.

“You imp!” They roll their eyes, but press their lips against his cheek.

Tsukiyama glances behind him to see Matsumae appear. “We should go get coffee or something, my fair elf.”

They shake their head in amusement as Tsukiyama heads off with them. Matsumae’s already not thrilled about Chie. She’ll be even less pleased that he’s out with a human date.

Tsukiyama doesn’t come home until late. He spends his time below the stars, kissing them with burning passion he’s never felt before, leaping through the bushes to pluck a rose for them. They exclaimed in dismay when he pricked himself on a thorn, but his regeneration healed him immediately. And he felt pleased to be a ghoul.

He calls them ma chere and can’t stop smiling even now, that he’s already walked them home.

“Ahem.”

As soon s the door to the Tsukiyama mansion swings shut behind him, Tsukiyama sees Matsumae standing behind it with her arms crossed.

“Hello there, Madam,” he purrs.

“What are you doing, Shuu?”

“You mean [Name]?” He flutters his lashes.

“I know you’re excited to be in the ghoul restaurant, but if you take them there, you’ll be the number one suspect.” Matsumae glares at him.

Tsukiyama pales.

“I’m not taking them to the restaurant.”

“Either way.”

“No, you don’t understand.” He swallows. His mouth is uncharacteristically dry. “I … I don’t want to eat them.”

Matsumae’s eyes widen.

“I love them,” Tsukiyama protests. “I would never hurt them.”

“I see,” she says quietly. “Be careful nonetheless.”

She leaves him, then, but the next day he finds a business card for Tokyo’s best flower shop on his desk.

And, after a few months, a box of condoms. o.O

Platonic Suzuhan Anon is back again ;;)) I miss my boys too much Can I have some good cuddles on the sofa during a freezing cold night? Please???

Yes, please.

Suzuya scurries inside the home he shares with his Squad. Mizurou and Mikage pile behind him.

Hanbee looks up from the kitchen. “Did you have fun?”

“Mmm-hmmm.” Suzuya’s teeth chatter. “We made snowmen.”

“And now I’m going to warm up in the shower to regain half the feeling in my limbs,” Mizurou announces.

“I didn’t need to picture you in the shower,” Mikage retorts. The two laugh as they head upstairs.

“Do you want some cocoa?” Hanbee offers.

Suzuya nods eagerly. He practically leaps with excitement as Hanbee also takes out their container of marshmallows.

“You’ve been into them again.” Hanbee observes the nearly empty container.

“They’re yummy.” Suzuya yanks off his snowshoes and plops onto the sofa. “I hope you’re drinking cocoa, too.”

“Of course.” Hanbee pulls two mugs out of their cabinets.

After a few minutes, Hanbee nestles besides Suzuya.

Suzuya slurps his chocolate. “Ow.”

“You know it’s hot. You can feel it! Why did you drink it?” Hanbee cries.

“I’m too excited,” Suzuya complains, leaning against Hanbee. He loves his friend’s warmth. He feels safe here.

“Me too, but you don’t see me burning myself,” Hanbee teases, sipping his cocoa.

“You have a chocolate mustache.” Suzuya giggles. “Still looks better than Mougan’s.”

Hanbee nearly spits out his drink. “Don’t make me laugh so hard. I’ll spill.”

“Oh, you have better motor control than that,” Suzuya says with a roll of his eyes.

They grin at each other, two friends warming together on a cold night.

My heart! (Juzzou one). I need some Juzzou fluff to heal it ;~;

Awww sorry!

Let’s talk about the time Juuzou and Haise had a dance-off.

It started with Shirazu and Saiko, who roped Mizurou and Mikage in. Eventually Sasaki entered and decided to show them how to really dance.

His moves were legendary, until Juuzou caught wind of this competition. High off sugar from Sasaki’s pudding, he showed off moves that no one would believe were it not for Mutsuki and Hanbee’s cameras.

They then convinced their entire squads to dance against each other. Urie and Hanbee both barely moved, so their squads were even.

And then Furuta Nimura waltzed in and for once was not a troll (except for the fact that he too recorded it). He allowed Haise and Juuzou to used him as their partner/springboard for the various leaps and spins they wanted to achieve.

In the end, they dragged Akira in. She was appointed the head judge.

She chose Furuta as the winner, because he wasn’t competing.

Which was, of course, exactly what Furuta had been counting on. -__-

But afterwards, Squads Suzuya and Quinx went out for ice cream and partied until the wee hours of the morning. Even Urie.

Juzzou meeting another human who was a pet like him? Like also used as entertainment for the ghoul restaurant (if that makes sense)

Makes perfect sense. I’m excited to write this. 🙂

“I don’t like this,” says a small CCG investigator to Suzuya’s right. Oggai. They’ve slipped away from the rest of their squad.

Suzuya doesn’t respond. He just sees more limbs being thrown on the fire as Washuu Kichimura lectures the citizens of Tokyo.

“It feels like the restaurant again,” they beg.

Suzuya stiffens. “Who are you?”

“I used to work at the restaurant, too.” The Oggai shivers. “I heard you did, too. This reminds me of it and I – I mean, if we’re doing the same things as the ghouls, aren’t we no better?”

Their eyes rake him, desperate for hope.

“All we can do is follow the orders of those who know better,” Suzuya says dully. That’s what Mr. Shinohara told him once.

“Sure. When they know better,” the kid argues. “Do you really think they know better now?!” They point to a head that’s been tosses in the air.

“Let me think about it,” Suzuya says quickly. Their presence scares him.

“Don’t leave me to the mad adults again,” says the kid, tears in their eyes. “Please. They said that was over.”

Suzuya hesitates. They – they’re as disobedient as he used to be. And yet he can’t shake the feeling that they’re right. “You want to get ice cream right now?”

They nod eagerly.

And Suzuya finds out that this kid’s escape is the reason the latest restaurant was raided. They’re brave and kind and clearly tired of killing.

He promises them that it will end soon. They even crack a smile when he sends them back to the Oggai.

…

When Suzuya enters the tunnels with Furuta, he’s unsure how he will respond to Haise. If he can even kill him.

And then he sees their body, fallen with several other Oggai. Slaughtered. Gone.

He couldn’t save them. Just like Mr. Shinohara. It ended soon, but not in the right way.

Kaneki has robbed him of his chance to be a Mr. Shinohara.

And so when Suzuya sees ghouls, he doesn’t hesitate to throw his knives.

Mutsuki secretly retains his yandere feelings for his Sensei after fighting Saiko and Urie and works with them to get him out of Dragon hoping he’ll have a shred of affection for his former subordinate or will be overjoyed at the hand he had in saving him which he is. Kaneki is elated to see Mutsuki again and Touka let’s him take Mutsuki on a coffee and bookstore date to make him happy because god knows the poor kids need it

“Touka.” Kaneki, pale and weak and sweating, grabs her in a kiss.

Mutsuki watches, happy. Mostly. He misses Sensei. Like he’s watching a dream end. But it’s okay. He has Saiko and Urie.

Doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt though.

“Mutsuki!” Kaneki turns to him next, and Mutsuki starts. “I’m so sorry!”

“You are?” Mutsuki asks. His voice is wobbly.

“To all of you.” Kaneki embraces the Quinx one at a time. Even Aura.

Mutsuki cherishes every moment of his hug before leaving with Urie and Saiko.

Two weeks later, Mutsuki is surprised to see Kaneki on the door of the Chateau. “Sensei?”

“Mutsuki, would you want to get coffee and search the bookstore with me?” Kaneki asks nervously.

Mutsuki hesitates. He shouldn’t. This is not going to help him.

“Touka said you seemed to miss me especially hard, so I wanted to make it up to you,” Kaneki adds.

She did? She doesn’t hate him? Mutsuki brightens. “Yes, let’s go.”

The coffee is the best Mutsuki’s had, and he and Sensei manage to find at least three new haiku books they’ve been wanting.

“Thank you!” Mutsuki beams at Sensei.

“Of course. We should keep hanging out.” Kaneki swallows. “Actually…Urie has asked me to return to the Chateau. But I don’t want to if Touka and I would upset you.”

“No, please do.” Mutsuki clutches Kaneki’s hand. “Please.”

He gets to live with Kaneki again. They can work on a healthy friendship. And maybe Touka can give him some advice on the sly looks Urie’s been giving Mutsuki.

He begins to cry.

“What’s wrong?” Kaneki asks in alarm.

“I’m just so happy,” Mutsuki whispers.

May I ask for a scenario of what Hide would be like if he had a daughter?

requested by the lovely @pokemelody

“Wait, hold on. You have chocolate on your face!” Hideyoshi grabs his little girl as she tries to totter away. “It’ll spoil your dress.”

She is, of course, wearing the lavender princess gown Touka and Kaneki bought her. Complete with fairy wings.

“Daddy,” she giggles. Her yellow-orange hair matches his perfectly, though it’s significantly more curly. Princess curls, he likes to tell her. Her face looks like his as a kid, too – and it’s not marred by scars.

“Thank you for the ice-cream, Daddy,” she murmurs, leaning her head against his chest.

Hide’s breath catches. He still can’t believe this precious child is his.

“Don’t tell Mommy,” he jokes.

“Daddy! We don’t keep secrets.” She pokes him on his nose.

“Good girl.” He places her back on the ground. “Now, look what I brought: bubbles!”

She squeals with delight. She can be a true fairy princess, complete with bubbles.

Hide races around the park, blowing bubbles until she’s tired of dancing in them. Then he shows her how to blow gently enough to release the iridescent orbs to the sky.

When she finally releases one small one, she sighs. “I love you, Daddy.”

“I love you, too.”

Sin anon here! NSFW W/ RENJI PLZZZZZZ

Bless you, sin anon.

Yomo Renji is surprised to see you awake at this hour of the night, much less standing outside his apartment.

“You look like you could use cheering up,” you say by way of greeting.

He sighs. Every time he gathers a human corpse, he thinks how their loved ones would feel, knowing their family or friend is now ghoul fodder.

“You shouldn’t have told me you’re prone to depression on these nights,” you say. “If you didn’t want me here.”

He cracks a smile and lets you in. You sit close to him, comfortable with the silence that usually accompanies Renji.

“You know,” you finally say, moving your hand to his shoulder, “I think you’re one of the best people I know. Any ghoul or human who feels that much is better than most people.”

Reni chuckles. He wants to tell you how much it means that you’re here, but the words stick in his throat.

So he leans over to kiss you instead.

Excitement explodes in your stomach as you lean in, pulling his gray hair and wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders.

He leans over you. You find yourself on the floor, with Renji’s weight on you as the two f you continue to make out. He pulls away after what seems like seconds, but was probably at least thirty minutes.

You smile up at him breathlessly. “You don’t have to stop.”

His eyes widen. “Are you sure?”

You nods, and he sweeps you off the floor and carries you into his bedroom. The two of you take turns pulling of pieces of each other’s clothing between kisses.

You’re tangled up in sensations and each other’s bodies. He moves gently, as if afraid of breaking you with his large body. You urge him on, cherishing every tingling touch and sloppy kiss.

Finally, you both rest against his pillows, sweaty and panting. You laugh, and he joins in, nervously.

“I love you,” he says, his hand resting on your waist.

You tilt your face up to his. “I know.”

Saiko has a vine account where she films funny moments in the chateau and Touka finds it. They later bond over it

“What is this?” Touka peers over Saiko’s shoulder, at her computer screen.

“Oh this? This is my vine account. Watch!” Saiko clicks on a video.

Urie lifts a giant weight. But then Mutsuki passes by, and in a daze Urie drops the weight onto his foot.

Touka bursts out laughing. “You’re kidding.”

“I’m not. Watch this one.” Saiko clicks on another. It’s Aura giving Higemaru a piggyback ride, chasing first Urie, then Mutsuki.

The human tower then turn to Hsiao.

“Onward!” yells Higemaru, thrusting his fist in the air.

Hsaio kicks Aura straight between the thighs.

Higemaru screams louder than Aura as he tumbles to the ground.

Touka doubles over. “I can’t – catch me breath – oh my god.”

“This is my favorite.” Saiko selects an image of Sasaki Haise strolling down the hallway.

“Boooooo!” Someone wearing a sheet leaps in front of Haise.

Her husband screams louder and higher than she’s ever heard.

“That was Shirazu,” Saiko says softly. “I like seeing him happy.”

“I wish I’d seen him more,” Touka says sympathetically.

Saiko smiles at her. “Me too. He’d be a big fan of you, I’m sure. We all are still, you know.”

“Thanks.” Touka smiles gingerly. She still feels like an interloper, as much as she loves the Quinx.

Saiko wraps her in an embrace.

Oneshot!Kaneki in a date with his shy female SO

Ooh more Oneshot!

Oneshot!Neki smiles at the pretty woman across the table. She eats her sandwich delicately, as if afraid he’ll judge how she eats.

And, dammit, now he’s afraid she’ll judge him for gulping the human food without tasting that shit.

“It’s good, isn’t it?” she ventures.

Kaneki nods. She’s cute, and kind.

“I’m a little embarrassed at how much I frequent your cafe. Your coffee is just so good,” she says.

“I’ve noticed you for a while,” he admits.

“Really?” She blushes.

“Mmm.” His stomach churns.

“Did you always want to ask me out?” Her eyes are wide.

“Yes…but…” He smiles. “I heard your conversation – debate – with those two dolts who were discussing ghouls. I thought any girl who defends a predatory species she doesn’t know is worth knowing better.”

“Oh, that. Well, it’s true, we should have empathy for them, right?” She chuckles.

“Agreed – if you’ll excuse me.” Kaneki leaps to his feet and hurries towards the bathroom.

He barely reaches it in time. He vomits over the dingy, cracked tiled floor. Fuck, now he’s gonna have to spend longer in here cleaning it up.

He gags again. He doesn’t hear the door open.

Then he feels her soft hands on his shoulders. “It’s okay. I know your secret, you know. I frequent your cafe because I like getting to know ghouls.”

“Huh?” He gapes up at her.

She grabs a stack of paper towels from the sink. “Let’s clean up the mess, hmm? I’m not supposed to be in the men’s room.”

She winks. “We can discuss this later.”

Even though he’s stunned, Kaneki can’t resist winking back.

Kakuja!Touka headcanons?

– her kakuja looks like a rabbit flying on flames.

– Kakuja Touka is still very sexy to Kaneki. They once tried to, ah, include their kakujas in their sexy times. It did not go well.

– Ayato is hella jealous.

– She loves having a kakuja. It makes her feel more like a badass, and it’s super useful for enclosing her baby for protection.

– Inspired by Touka, Kaneki wrote a children’s book called The Rabbit and the Centipede.

– She mostly uses it on missions to help secure peace between humans and ghouls. However, on occasion she uses it to scare Ayato and Yomo. The latter involved her running up to him, imitating a kids voice. “Uncle, uncle, look what I can do!” He nearly fainted and definitely needed a drink afterwards.

– Tsukiyama helpfully informed Touka she smelled “infinitely more delicious” since becoming a kakuja.