Okay okay okay current timeline Urie and Mutsuki, all with Muuchan being in love with Sasaki and Urie being in love with Mutsuki and so on, Mutsuki catches Urie and Saiko about to leave, Saiko hugs him, then Urie hugs him and nervously tells him he loves him (“just…I love you, you absolute idiot!!”) then he and Saiko run off and judt after, Mutsuki starts crying. A scenario??

“Off to CCG?” Mutsuki asks stiffly, watching Saiko dance out the door where Urie waits, tapping his foot.

“Mucchy!” Saiko turns around with a gasp and launches herself into his arms. “Have fun with the Oggai.”

Fun? Mutsuki laughs nervously.

Saiko draws away and pokes Urie.

He growls, but grabs Mutsuki in an embrace.

Mutsuki gasps. Urie? Hug? Huh?

“Mutsuki, I love you, you absolute idiot,” Urie blurts out.

Mutsuki stares at him. “Me?”

“Come on, Urie.” Saiko winks at Mutsuki as she drags Urie along. “Make him want you.”

Mutsuki watches them – his family – leave. Urie loves him? Why? How?

Tears fill his eyes, and he hugs himself to remember how Urie’s arms felt. Urie loves me.

But how?

Masanori wants to teach Miki all his nicks and tricks on mischief

“Miki, pay attention!” Masanori giggles. “I have something to show you.”

“Okay.” His sister is not nearly as adventurous as he, but Masanori’s sure that’s because she hasn’t tasted adventure yet.

“We’re going to steal cookies from the cookie jar.”

“Isn’t stealing b – bad?”

“No, because they taste good.” Masanori smiles. “I’ve never gotten in trouble. Watch me. The trick isn’t to taking the cookies; that’s easy. The key is not getting caught after.”

“Huh?”

“Watch.” Masanori takes two cookies. “Mommy and Daddy will find the crumbs. So, here’s what we do.”

He leads her back to their room and opens their closet. “See the ceiling door? That’s the attic.”

“How can you reach?”

“I climb my clothes.” Placing the giant cookie securely in his mouth, Masanori climbs his clothes until he dangles beneath the attic door. A ladder tumbles out, nearly impaling him, but Masanori doesn’t care.

“Let’s go up! We can make all the crumbs we want.” He leads a giggling Miki to the stuffy attic and turns on his flashlight. A sea of crumbs greets Miki. “Look, here are my pet ants!”

Ui and Hairu first telling masanori that he’s going to be a big brother?

“Masanori, we have some news for you.” Hairu watches their child stuff his face with a “ginormous” ice-cream sundae. Topped with his – and her – favorite strawberries. Ui prefers hot fudge.

“Hmm? What?” He looks up, sticky pink smeared across his cheeks to match his hair.

Ui squeezes her hand. “You’re going to be a big brother.”

They hold their breaths. This could go either way.

Masanori squeals with glee. “REALLY?!” He tilts his head back to smile at the ceiling. “Me, a big bro! I’ll get to teach him all the things.”

“Could be a she,” Hairu jokes.

Masanori makes a face. “I don’t care. I want my little person.”

Someone else to play with! To spy on the adults! To help him sneak cookies from the cabinet! This is awesome!

He quivers with excitement. “When?”

“In a few months. It’s growing in my tummy.” Hairu pats herself.

“Oh.” Masanori frowns, and then he asks the dreaded question. “How?”

In the Minami/Arima au, I think Saiko straight up calls Minami “Mommy”, so can I have a scenario of a Christmas where Arima hears Saiko call his wife mommy? I need his reaction

“I got you a present!” Saiko hands a cope of The Nightmare Before Christmas to Minami. “This seems like your type of movie, Mommy.”

Minami grins.

Arima coughs on the cookie in his mouth.

“Do you need eggnog?” Minami winks and hands her husband her glass.

He gladly gulps it, but his face is now purple. “Yonebayashi.”

People are staring. Akira is smirking, Suzuya laughs, and Sasaki looks oddly touched.

“I figured Mommy was better than Grandmommy.” Saiko smiles and walks away, savoring every moment of existential crisis that plagues Arima.

Ayato’s nickname as toto

“Why the fuck would you name me after a dog from a crappy old movie?” Kirishima Ayato is aghast.

“Because it suits you,” Takizawa Seidou snickers. “Here, Toto! There, Toto! Everywhere, a little Toto!”

Ayato turns purple.

“Don’t kill him,” Hinami pleads. “Tatara won’t like that.”

“Hina, he nicknamed me Toto.”

And so Ayato’s hatred of Takizawa begins. For months he fears that the ranks of Aogiri have called him a yippy dog behind his back.

But when the nickname dies along with Aogiri, he and Takizawa both find themselves in GOAT.

Just before Takizawa battles Amon Koutarou in CCG’s lab, he turns around and says, “Take care, Toto.”

And Ayato finds himself battling a lump in his throat.

I love reading your stories! Could you possibly do Ayato with human female girlfriend nsfw with some angst?

Thank you, Nonny-Mouse!

“Do I even know you?” whispers Ayato’s S/O.

Ayato stares at the dead investigators before him. How can he explain this?

Tatara was right. He can’t maintain this relationship. Every smile, every kiss, every conversation, even, is meaningless in the light of what he is.

“You’re a ghoul.” His S/O bursts into tears, knowing full well how frightened of tears he is.

He hangs his head. He turns his back to them.

“Hey!” His S/O yanks him around to face him. “Ayato, explain to me. Please. I’ll try to understand.”

“You won’t.” Ayato doesn’t dare hope.

“Then why did you start with me?” she fumes. “You had to tell me at some point? Is all I am food for you?”

“No – I – ” He should say yes and end it.

But she doesn’t want that. She drags his lips down to meet hers. She takes him back to Aogiri, back to his room. “Sit down, and tell me everything.”

When Ayato’s finished, her mouth hangs open. “You’re just trying to protect your sister.”

“So?”

“So, don’t you see, Ayato, you’re kind. Misguided, maybe – I won’t lie to you. But neither will I give up on you. I love you, ghoul.” She smiles shakily.

Ayato pushes himself against her, kissing her with a ferocity he hasn’t used before. But she seems to like it.

“Do you mind,” Ayato whispers into her ear, “if I eat you?”

Her eyes sparkle. “Not at all.”

She’s never been naked with a partner before, and she’s never imagined coupling with a ghoul. But as his mouth travels below her navel and she experiences sensations like never before, she realizes she would never want anyone else. And she can’t wait to return the eating favor.

Can you maybe do NSFW Hinami with female partner?

Hinami was afraid to tell Touka and Kaneki she was dating a girl. But she oughtn’t have been; they cheer her on. And they seem to love her S/O, too.

And so tonight, HInami decides, is the night. She leads her S/O into her room and whispers how beautiful she is.

“You want to make love?” asks her ever-perceptive S/O.

Hinami nods, though her face flushes. “If – if you want to.”

Her S/O smiles. “Of course I do.”

Their arms encircle each other, taking off each other’s dresses and tights.

“I thought I’d be better at removing a bra than a boy, but maybe not.” Her S/O laughs as she struggles to unhook Hinami’s bra.

Hinami laughs. She never realized this could be funny, too.

When they’re both naked, Hinami forces herself to remove her shaking hands from covering herself. She sees nothing but love and gentleness in her S/O’s eyes.

They may be two females, but their bodies are quite different. She giggles again and relates this to her partner.

As they touch and fondle and explore each other, Hinami wonders what she was so worried about. She feels happy and safe here.

She tells her S/O this, and they embrace her. “I feel that way, too.”

Love your writing!! Could you please do touka with a human female partner?

(o.O) Thank you!

Touka administers another kiss to her S/O. “You’re really…not scared of me.”

She’s amazed when her S/O leans in for another kiss.

“Nope. I know who you are, Touka, and that’s enough for me to love you.”

Touka scowls. “Don’t make me cry, dweeb.”

“Was I almost?” Now her S/O sounds excited.

“Kinda.” Touka shrugs. She runs her hands through her S/O’s hair, because she loves their long, long hair. She sees they are wearing her tights this morning, too, and her smile grows.

“Coffee?” pleads her S/O.

“You drink more coffee than a ghoul!” Touka laughs and begins brewing her a cup. This morning, as every morning, they’ll sit and drink their coffee together before her S/O heads off to work and she stays at Re.

And in the evening, she’ll be back, and she’ll be hungry. Her S/O insists on eating together, even though Touka wanted to avoid the subject, she’s grown to treasure their dinners. Her S/O eats her yucky noodles and Touka eats her flesh and she marvels that her S/O doesn’t seem to care at all who she is or what she’s done.

Actually, that’s not true. Her S/O does care. Touka just never expected her identity to cause someone to embrace her.

A scenario where Hinami tells Ayato she’s pregnant?

Hinami sits pensively on the edge of their bed.

“What’s wrong?” Ayato cracks open his eyes. She’s usually the first to rise, but she’s puttered back from the bathroom now and she’s just…sitting there.

“I waited until the best time so it would be accurate,” she says.

“What? What would be accurate? Hina?” Ayato scrambles to the edge of the bed.

He goggles at the test in her hand, at the brilliant plus sign.

“Hina?” His voice cracks.

“Ayato.” Hinami’s eyes are moist. “I…”

“You’re pregnant?” he whispers.

She nods.

Ayato grabs her in his arms. “I love you. We’re gonna be okay. We’ll get through this.”

Hinami laughs nervously. “You’re not mad?”

“I think I participated just as much in this surprise, thank you very much.” He snorts.

She blushes. “At least Touka will have a niece or nephew now.”

“Ah, and the One-Eyed Idiot, too.” Ayato’s lately called Kaneki an idiot with a surprising amount of affection that only Ayato could accomplish.

“I hope they’re not mad.”

“They can’t be mad at you. You’re a saint.” He rubs her back.

“Ayato, I’m unmarried and pregnant.”

“So? We can fix that if you want.” Ayato tosses her a grin. “You’re still a saint, Yotsume.”

Masanori has a tantrum during the terrible twos when he doesn’t want to leave the house.

“Masanori, put on your coat.” Hairu holds out the bright yellow jacket he typically loves.

“No!” Masanori stomps his foot.

“Masanori, what’s wrong?” Ui notices large tears pooling in his child’s eyes.

“I don’t wanna go!” he wails, falling to the floor. “I don’t wanna! Don’t make me!”

Hairu shoots Ui a worried look and kneels besides him. “Why don’t you wanna, Masanori?”

“Because.” He hiccups.

Ui raises his eyebrows. “Are you tired?”

“No!”

“Do you feel sick?” Hairu asks.

“No!” Masanori scrunches up his face like he’s going to cry again.

“Then why?” Ui asks, yanking out several strands of his own hair.

“IT’S WET!” Masanori points the the rain outside. “I don’t wanna get wet!”

Hairu sputters with laughter. “Oh, Masanori, I’m sorry.”

“Are you sure?” Ui smiles. “We can go splash in puddles.”

“Puddles’re wet!”

“Yes, but they also have mud. And worms. Maybe you can get a worm pet,” Ui suggests, even though his stomach roils at the idea of worms.

Masanori stops crying. “A pet?”

“Yes.”

“Can I name it Squirmy the Wormy?”

“I think that’s perfect,” says Hairu.

Masanori clamors to his feet. “Put my jacket on, Mommy! Daddy and I are gonna find the biggest worm ever.”