Scenario where Kaneki and Touka aren’t yet married or have a child on the way but they’re engaged. dragon still happened but it’s over and everyone’s made up so it’s time for the wedding. It’s regal and stunning like a royal human wedding. qs attend, ghouls attend, ccg attends. A happy affair to the start of a brighter future. (kinda modeled after the wedding scene in Kingsman the golden circle if you’ve seen that) (also kaneki totally has slicked back hair)

“Are you ready?” Yomo avoids looking at Touka because if he does, he’ll start crying.

“Yes!” Touka smiles at her bridesmaids. Hinami is the maid of honor; Yoriko, Saiko, Hsaio, Miza, and, of all people, Akira, comprise the rest.

Hide, Ayato, Mutsuki, Urie, Higemaru, and Aura approach as the groomsmen.

“I’m so happy for you,” Mutsuki tells Touka, who smiles back.

In the hall, the music starts. Chie begins snapping photos. Tsukiyama claps at as Hinami glides down the aisle, her arms linked with Hide’s.

Yoriko follows with Urie, and Takeomi beams, remembering his own wedding day.

Mutsuki and Saiko follow, barely able to contain their own excitement. Saiko winks at Kaneki, whose white hair has been slicked back “fashionably” by Tsukiyama, before standing besides her fellow bridesmaids.

Hanbee begins to cry when Hsaio passes with Higemaru, to Keijin’s horror. Mikage follows suit, and before Marude can object, all of Squad Suzuya is crying.

Then it’s Hsaio with Aura. His aunt smiles happily at him, and when Ui Koori gives Hsaio a small smile, joy explodes in her heart. If Ui approves, Big Sister Hairu would approve, and that’s all she wants.

Takizawa nudges Amon as Akira passes, her golden head held high. Besides him, Kurona and Hakatori smile from ear-to-ear.

Ayato and Miza pass last. Miza notices that Ayato’s flesh feels horribly cold. Probably with shock.

The music swells. Nishiki sniffles and stares straight ahead. Kimi silently hands him a tissue.

Touka emerges with Yomo clinging to her arm.

“Definitely clinging,” Nico whispers to Itori, who makes a note to mention it later.

Uta is relieved to see that the dress looks perfect on Touka. All the hours he spent arguing on the precise design with Tsukiyama are worth it right now.

Touka laughs a little as she sees Kaneki waiting for her. He extends his shaking, sweating hand, and Touka clasps his hand in hers.

“Excellent,” says Mirumo from his perch behind the pulpit. “Shall we begin?”

Kaneki and Touka look out across the sea of former enemies turned into friends.

“Yes please,” Kaneki says.

Ui kneels in the office for whatever reason and Hairu thinks he’s proposing, while everyone is present

Yasssss.

Ui curses silently as his pen drops to the floor of their meeting room. How will he be able to take notes without it?

He drops to his knees before Hairu, who is distracted by her conversation with Hirako.

Hirako raises his eyebrows to cut Hairu off. She spins around and gasps. “Koori!”

He opens his mouth in confusion. “Huh?”

“Say yes!” Shio cheers.

“Yes, of course, yes.” Hairu’s face is as pink as her hair.

“Wait, what?” Ui’s mouth drops. “You all think – wait – Hairu – I’m not actually – I’m grabbing a pen.” He holds it up.

“Oh.” Her shoulders slump. Now her face is cherry red. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.” Ui stands and leans in close. “I’d make it far more romantic than in a morning meeting.”

Hairu giggles.

“Wait, so you’re not engaged? Come on,” Yusa complains. “How long are you gonna keep us waiting?”

Ariam strides in. “We’re running on time, Yusa.”

“No, we’re talking about Ui and Hairu not being engaged,” Rikai says.

Arima frowns. “Come again?”

“You really haven’t noticed?” Hirako exclaims.

As the room descends into bickering chaos, Hairu leans over to Ui and plants a peck on his cheek. “Well, at least now you already know my answer.”

fuck now im falling into takizawa x hide hell, those headcanons were high quality

Aw thank you so much!

A few more:

– Hide rescued Amon because he knew Kanou would probably kill him eventually, whereas Seidou’s status as a “success” would keep him safe.

– After realizing what Kanou did to Seidou’s family, however, he cries rivers of tears.

– His shame at not saving Seidou first is why he never confronted him. That, and fear that Seidou would reject him because of his disfigurement.

– To which Seidou would probably remind Hide that he’s disfigured too and kiss him. One can hope.

During auction arc it’s Sasaki and not Mutsuki that gets stabbed through by Urie and rather than get mad Sasaki comforts him like Mutsuki did in the manga and this enables Urie to develop feelings for Sasaki rather than for Mutsuki

“Stop pitying me, you idiot!” In a fit of rage, Urie rams his kagune through Sasaki, his superior, the one who demoted him, the bastard ghoul.

“Ack,” Sasaki gasps, keeling over.

“No, wait.” Urie shakes. “I didn’t -” Goodbye promotion.

“I know it’s lonely being a Quinx. I know.” Sasaki wipes his eyes and wraps his arms around Urie.“So I don’t blame you. It’s okay, Urie. You’re okay.”

Urie shakes with relief. He won’t be jailed for this. Thank god.

But…what kind of person must Sasaki be, to not hate him? To not want him squashed for his toxic personality?

Urie feels loved by a kind person, and he isn’t sure he likes it.

But as time wears on, he finds himself drawn to Sasaki more and more. They white lies he tells to avoid hurting people, the patience he displays towards Saiko, the encouragement towards Mutsuki…

Sasaki, he realizes, is not only someone worth admiring…he’s worth sharing life with.

I’ll be grateful as his follower, Urie vows as he lifts more weights. That’s all.

The tingling in his stomach belies his resolve, however.

Urie wants more than to follow. He wants to walk by Sasaki’s side.

tamaki has a daughter who gets upset when her daddy can’t open her puddings properly.

“Daddy, can you open this?”

Tamaki’s heart stills. His precious, precocious baby girl toddles over to him, holding out chocolate pudding.

This is his biggest parenting text yet. With his squad and partner watching behind him, he rolls up his sleeve and tugs on the cover.

It still won’t open.

“No,” he whimpers to himself, tugging harder and harder.

“Want help?” Suzuya offers eagerly.

“No!” he cries, finally tearing it open. The chocolate flies everywhere – mostly onto himself. “Sh – Oops.”

“Daddy, don’t take it all!” His daughter stomps her foot. “Why are you being mean?”

“I – I’m not, I promise,” he begs, despising himself for his failure. Forget ghouls. Disappointing his daughter over pudding is far worse pain. “I just can’t open them.”

She tosses her head. “Uncle Juuzou, can you teach me to open puddings?”

“Sure!” Suzuya cheers.

shio and rikai should try to help out Yusa with trying to win over marie but she only sees him like a younger brother.

Based on @koyuki-tan‘s “Peace Sign.”

“Okay, we need a game plan.” Shio paces back and forth in their room.

“We don’t, not really,” Yusa mumbles, his face red.

“We absolutely do!” Rikai is appalled. “You need a girlfriend.”

“I asked Arima,” says Shio, “but he says the only girl he’s ever dated, he also tried to kill first, which seems weird.”

“Maybe he was joking?” Yusa frowns. If Arima Kishou’s only dated one girl, Arima Yusa is doomed.

“Maybe. But the point is, if Arima can’t help us, we need to do this on our own!” With a fake scowl, Shio points at Yusa.

“Sasaki said to buy them books and Ui said to trip them,” Rikai adds. “Also unhelpful.”

“So here’s what you do…” Shio rubs his hands together with glee.

—

“Isn’t this sweet?” Kitami Marie skips into the office of the beta-Quinx, holding a red rose in her hand.

“Wow, you’ve gotten flowers every day, haven’t you.” Brooke winks.

“I have! It’s so amazing.” Marie giggles. “I wonder who they’re from.”

“Maybe ask someone observant…like Yusa,” Ui Koharu says with a wink.

“Ha! Yusa’s like a kid brother. I bet he’d get protective.” Marie giggles. “That’s a great idea.”

Outside the office, Yusa jerks his ear away from the door, sorrow on his face.

He’s not going to stop with the flowers, though. She deserves them.

((Happy holidays! How was your Christmas?)) Can you do a KanekixJuuzou Christmas scenario where Juuzou can’t think of anything to give his love, so on the night of Christmas after partying (this would be after the series), Juuzou gets some privacy with Kaneki and sticks a bow on him. He apologizes for all the pain he gave him during the war with Furuta and offers himself to Kaneki as his Christmas gift, which is hard because Juuzou is insecure about his body. They end up making love that night

Happy Holidays to you, too! My Christmas was nice although hectic; how was yours?

“Hey, Hai – Ken, I mean.” Suzuya taps Kaneki on the shoulder.

“Suzuya, we’re alone.” Kaneki laughs as they walk up to Kaneki’s apartment. Suzuya insisted on having a private talk tonight after their revelries.

As soon as they’re sipping coffee around Kaneki’s table, Suzuya climbs onto the table and sticks a bow on Kaneki’s chest.

“Huh?”

“I’m sorry,” Suzuya begins, tears dribbling down his cheeks. “I’m sorry I cut off your limbs and told you I was gonna kill you. I was – I thought Mr. Shinohara would want me to follow orders, and I was wrong.”

“Juuzou, it’s okay.” Kaneki smiles. “I loved following Arima’s orders too. I understand.”

“It was still wrong.” Suzuya sniffles. “I love you, Haise – I mean, Kaneki. And I almost killed you.”

Kaneki embraces the small man. “It’s okay. I forgive you, I promise. And I love you, too.”

“That was my present. My apology.” Suzuya sighs. “Not much of one but – wait – you love me?”

“Of course,” says Kaneki, his face serious.

“Then I’ll be your present,” Suzuya blurts out. He’s afraid, of course, but he doesn’t want to waste any more time.

“Suzuya…” Kaneki sighs, fully recognizing how ashamed Suzuya typically is, despite his paradoxically brazen behavior. “Well, tonight I’m your present, too.”

Suzuya gasps as Kaneki leans forward to kiss him. They lose themselves in a fluffy of kisses and caresses, but they slowly move towards the bedroom anyhow.

“Is this okay?” Kaneki asks, taking a break from kissing. His jaw hurts at this rate.

“Yes.” Suzuya’s eyes sparkle. He’s excited that tonight, he can finally make love with someone who won’t be disgusted by him. Someone who forgives him and loves him despite his misdeeds.

And Kaneki’s excited to make love with someone who sees him as an equal despite his ghoul nature, despite his failures.

“I love you,” Suzuya says again as Kaneki slips his hands under his pants. He doesn’t feel afraid anymore, not one bit.

Everytime Hsiao walks into a room, the rest of the Quinx can’t help but slip compliments about her thighs and hips into every sentence. To which she never notices.

“Hello Hsaio.” Saiko’s eyes are wide as Hsaio strides into the kitchen one morning. “You look beautiful this morning – I mean how could you not, with those legs.”

“Thanks!” Hsaio says brightly.

“Hsaio where can I get nylons like yours?” Higemaru waves his hands. “Or legs, for that matter.”

“Why do you want nylons?”

“Aura and I want to see who looks better in them.” Higemaru crosses his arms. “Hsaio will win, of course.”

“Higemau is crazy,” Aura begins. “And God dammit your hips are better shaped than my aunt’s.”

“Aura, you’re a little obsessed with Kiyoko,” Hsaio says. “It’s uncomfortable.”

“Uncomfortable like I feel with her legs,” Saiko whispers to Urie, who flushes.

“I’m sure Mutsuki’s legs are better,” he grumbles. Although it’s hard to have sexier legs than Hsaio Ching-Li.

“What are we all standing around for?” Mutsuki enters. “Hot damn Hsaio could turn me straight.”

“Saiko, do you have the coffee ready?” Hsaio smiles. “We have to get going or we’ll be late.”

Because to Hsaio, the only sexy legs worth talking about are Saiko’s.

hi i’m that person who asked for masanori with his aunt and uncle last time. could i request another one like how about shio and koharu take masanori and miki to the beach and are competing to be the favorite in numerous activities?

hello there. Of course you may.

Based on characters from @koyuki-tan‘s “Peace Sign” and @hamliet‘s “The (Mis)adventures of Goat.”

“Auntie Koharu, do I have to wear sunscreen? It feels so icky.” Miki juts out her lower lip as they arrange blankets on the hot sand.

Koharu winces. Shit. There’s no avoiding being the bad guy here. “No, because you’ll get sick otherwise.”

Shio smirks at Koharu, who responds by sticking out her tongue.

“Wait, you can stick out your tongue? Can I? Daddy doesn’t let me.” Masanori sticks out his tongue at Miki.

“Hey!” she yells, responding by poking out her own tongue.

“I’m cool again,” Koharu whispers to Shio. He scowls. “Hey, as soon as Auntie Koharu finishes with the sunscreen, wanna search for shells?”

“Oooh, yeah!” The kids bounce up and down.

Half an hour later, Shio holds up shiny mussel shell. “Look, it’s like a mirror. Miki, you can see your pretty reflection.”

She giggles as Masanori runs around stomping on the shells.

“Masanori, look at this giant clam shell you can smash.” Koharu waves it around.

Shio pouts. “I gave him like ten.”

“But I gave him the biggest,” Koharu says.

Later on, as they swim, Koharu revels that she is, for the moment, still taller than Shio. That means she can tow her niece and nephew into deeper water, hold them over larger waves.

“I like being splashed more,” Masanori says with a shrug, running over to Shio’s side.

“I don’t.” Miki clings to Koharu. “I don’t wanna be p – pull -pulllized.

“Pulverized?” Koharu says with a giggle.

“Yeah. Wheeeee!” Miki cheers as Koharu leaps in unison with the waves, and Shio and Masanori go tumbling head-over-heels.

As they head back to Koori and Hairu’s, they stop for ice cream. Miki frowns, chocolate smeared across her face. “Uh-oh.”

“Uh-oh what?” Shio wipes his flushed face. Ow.

Masanori bursts into laughter. “You both were so focused on putting sunscreen torture on us, you forgot it for yourselves!”

Koharu whimpers slightly. “Shio. How long were we in the sun for?”

“We’re gonna die,” he replies, already texting Yusa and Rikai for aloe.

Mirumo. Dying. In front of Shu. e.g. blood from his mouth, collapsing, etc. Break my heart as freely as you can. Just Do It.

“Thank you, Daddy.” Tsukiyama draws close enough to embrace his father. With these metal detectors, they’ll save Kaneki. He just knows it.

He knows Mirumo’s been scared of his association with Goat, too scared of changing to world to help the. Until now. Because when it comes down, Mirumo loves his son.

“Remember my advice,” Mirumo says.

“Don’t die and eat well,” Tsukiyama repeats with a laugh.

Mirumo touches Tsukiyama’s cheek. “You’re so thin, my boy.”

“Yes, well, we’ve been starving a bit. We’ll be okay. I’m still better than I was when Kaneki died the first time,” Tsukiyama jokes.

“Shuu,” groans Mirumo. “Never put me through that again.”

He gasps then, and jerks.

“Dad?” Tsukiyama’s eyes widen. The salty, metallic odor of blood is unmistakable.

Tsukiyama pulls back to see a gaping hole in Mirumo’s chest.

“DAD!” he screams.

A cloaked agent of V stands behind Mirumo, quinque in hand. He chuckles, but he’s immediately run through by Ui Koori.

“Mr. Tsukiyama,” gasps Ui, scrambling forward.

Tsukiyama catches Mirumo as his father crumbles to the ground. Blood oozes from his lips. “Dad! Dad!”

“We need a medic!” Ui yells into his radio. “Come on, Mr. Tsukiyama, you can’t die yet! You haven’t gotten revenge on me!”

“I’m…not…Mr. Tsukiyama anymore,” Mirumo manages. His eyes fall on his son. “I’m so proud…of you…”

“Dad,” whimpers Tsukiyama.

Mirumo gasps in one last breath before falling limp.

“No!” wails Tsukiyama. Tears stream down his cheeks. “No! I called him. It’s my fault.” Dad died because of my love for Kaneki, for real this time.

“It’s not,” Ui assures him, seizing the gasping V agent. “I promise.”

First Karren, now Dad. Tsukiyama sniffles. “We need to find Kaneki. I can’t lose anyone else!”