Tag: tokyo ghoul scenarios

((Last part!)) Rin gives birth to healthy half Ghoul twins, one boy and one girl (green hair, grey eyes and absolutely adorable). The proud new parents introduce their newborns to their loved ones, and Eto at Rin’s request. They then ask to name their son Haise, after Kaneki’s personality, and their daughter Saiko, after their very close friend.

“After me?” Saiko claps her hands to her cheeks. “I am so honored.”

“I’m glad!” Rin beams at her friend. She holds baby Saiko in her arm, and Rio holds baby Haise with one arm and his wife with his other.

“I may be biased, but I think half-ghouls with green hair are especially pretty,” says Eto with a smirk.

“Does that count for Quinxes, too?” Urie elbows Mutsuki.

“Of course.” Eto tosses her minty hair. 

Touka rolls her eyes. “You would!”

“You’re okay with Haise? I know not all those memories are pleasant,” Rin says to her brother.

“I’m honored,” Kaneki says with a soft smile.

Suzuya dances over to hug his sister, his niece and nephew. “They’re so tiny.” 

“They’re babies,” Rin says with a laugh. “We were all this size once, too.”

Rio smiles as his eyes prick. Because he can imagines brother holding him when he was born. Not knowing what would happen. Disaster. Madness. And Rin – wonderful, wonderful Rin. 

“I’m always protect you,” Rio murmurs, brushing his son’s wisps of green hair. 

“And I’ll always protect you,” Rin adds, leaning over to kiss Rio on his forehead. 

nobody knows about ayato and hinami being a thing (which has surprised them) except miza, and naturally, eto. however, touka and kaneki go to wake them up with a cup of coffee and see them “doin the do” pretty roughly, and ayato and hinami dont notice them until touka drops the coffee to the ground

“Hina,” Ayato whines as Hinami straddles him. 

“I’m so glad you’re back,” she whispers, nuzzling his neck.

“Me too. Even with the kids.” Ayato winks. 

“Practice, am I right?” Hinami blushes, and Ayato is flooded with thrills that she would want to spend the rest of her life with him. 

“Don’t hold back,” he begs her as their passion rises.

A cup smashes to the ground.

Ayato and Hina whip around to see Touka standing there, her nose bleeding and coffee splattered over her skirt.

Kaneki lunges forward, kakugan on full display, but Touka drags him back. “Let’s give them some privacy. Lock the door next time, Ayato!”

“Don’t lecture me about responsibility, pregnant one!” Ayato howls as Hinami uses her butterfly kagune to shut the door.

“Now.” Hinami smiles at him. “Where were we?”

Outside, Kaneki and Touka stare at each other. And scream. 

Michiko wants Mizurou to teach her how to play video games

Based on @koyuki-tan‘s “Peace Sign.”

“Daddy, teach me video games.” Mizuki tugs on Mizurou’s arm.

“Which ones?” Mizurou smiles, calm outside although he’s inwardly dying of excitement. Finally, finally, his daughter will understand the joy of gaming. 

“The one with the princess.” Mizuki pouts.

“The Legend of Zelda?” Mizurou trembles. “Yes.”

Now, which game to pick…he muses. Not Majora’s Mask. It’s too creepy for her.

Michiko clears her throat from behind her husband and daughter. She waves about Breath of the Wild. “What about this one?”  

“Michiko?” Mizurou’s mouth falls open.

“You’re teaching me too, Tamaki.” Michiko nods. “I’m ready.”

“Okay. It’s hard, though, and takes lots of practice,” Mizurou says, more for his daughter’s sake than his wife’s.

“I’m ready,” Mizuki says seriously.

“As am I.” Michiko sits onto the couch with more ceremony than Furuta’s inauguration. “Let’s begin this adventure.”

Half an hour later, Michiko is shrieking on the floor, Mizuki is laughing into Mizurou, and he’s filming his wife screaming at the console. 

It’s wonderful.

Can we have some lil Akira babysitting soft tiny Aura

“No, Aura, you can’t.” Akira pouts as she hides the mochi in the freezer.

“I’m taller,” Aura protests, grabbing for the freezer.

“No,” Akira insists, shoving him back. “I was told not to let you.” 

“You’re not that much older.” Aura sticks out his tongue.

“I’m still older.” Akira stomps her foot.

“And smaller,” he taunts.

“Oh!” Akira socks him straight between his legs. “Mado Punch!” 

“OW!” Aura wails, and Akira realizes with horror she’s hit him a bit too hard. 

“I – I’m sorry.”

“I just wanted ice cream.” Aura sniffles as he crumples to the ground.

Akira hesitates. 

The next thing Aura knows, Akira hands him the mochi container.

When Kasuka, Kureo, and Kiyoko return from their meeting, they find the kids passed out on the floor, a pile of mochi wrappers surrounding them.

“And here I thought Akira was the responsible one,” Kiyoko says dryly.

Rio has another sibling, a little sister called Miko who his brother told to run as fast as she could before he was killed and Rio captured. Can we have a scenario where Rio as Shikorae reunites with his sister on an Aogiri mission (maybe he had a nickname just for her) and she doesn’t recognise him til he says her name (or nickname?)

Shikorae is Shikorae, and he doesn’t want to be.

He’s never really accepted Shikorae. He wants a way back to Rio, where he can pretend his brother is alive, he was never tortured, and Miko still recognizes him. 

Kami-Miko, he used to call her. Goddess Miko. 

But Goddess Miko looks straight at his black, stringy hair, which is nothing like the green he used to have, and doesn’t see Rio. 

“Let’s go,” grouses Takizawa, yanking Rio along.

 Miko trails behind. She doesn’t seem to like it in Aogiri. Neither does Rio. 

He wants to tell her.

“Look out!” Miko’s arm slams Rio back into the wall. Around the corner, the street teams with doves. “Shit.”

“Kami-Miko.” 

He can’t help himself. The words just slip out.

Miko turns to him with a frown. “What did you call me?”

“Does it matter? We have to move.” Takizawa shakes Rio.

“Kami-Miko, from Kami-Rio.” Rio points to himself.

MIko steps closer. Her hear flutters. She can’t beliee – no – her brothers, both of them, are gone… “Rio?”

“Eto renamed him Shikorae,” Takizawa says with a shrug.

Miko gasps. She throws her arms around her brother. 

He begins to sob into her hair, and she clutches him with the force of lost and found again. 

“Well, I don’t know what’s happening, but can we escape now, hug later?” Takizawa snaps his fingers. 

((Part 2!)) With the help of her family, Rin tells Rio about her pregnancy, and though excited, both expecting parents are nervous about whether the child will be half Ghoul or half human and the fact that Rin will have to eat human flesh to sustain their growing baby. (Babies, cause she finds out she is having twins ;))

“T-twins? Two times? Two times baby?” Rio blinks at the nurse, who nods back.

“O- okay,” stammers Rin. “But…can you tell if they’re half Ghoul?”

Please. She can’t bear for her children to have a short lifespan.

“Not yet,” says the nurse. “I understand this is hard for you, but the best thing you can do right now…you’re already doing.”

Rin flushes. Yes, she is eating the corpse flesh provided to her. 

Rio gulps. His eyes flood with tears. It’s not – it’s not fair that Rin has to endure this. He wishes he weren’t a ghoul.

“Stop that,” Rin commands, reading the thoughts written all over his countenance. “I love you. I want my halfbreed children.” 

Rio laughs with Rin as he reaches for her hand. He leans closer to kiss her stomach twice. Two times for two babies. 

“I love you too,” he mumbles to Rin, who sits up to kiss him as the nurse mercifully glances away.

This won’t be easy, but Rin hopes that Rio knows he’s worth it. Their family is worth it. 

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?!”

I love pregnancy angst too. Can I get some Uta x ghoul s/o pregnancy angst ? Maybe him finding out in a really bad way and she’s part of the clowns but doesn’t want to stop their plans even tho it’s dangerous for the baby

Set right before Re: 168.

Donato’s actions are slightly based on Eto’s in @hamliet‘s “The (Mis)Adventures of Goat,” because, let’s be real, both of them would enjoy spoiling news for happy couples. 

“Wow, fornication in addition to murder, Uta?” Donato sniffs Uta’s S/O and chuckles.

“Huh?” For a moment, Uta stares at his S/O, who avoids his gaze.

“Oh my,” purrs Nico, loving every second of angst.

Itori sidles up to S/O and inhales deeply. “Holy shit.”

“You – you can’t be serious.” S/O looks terrified. She grabs Itori’s hands to keep from doubling over.

Uta keeps staring at her. He can’t believe this. He’s lived years and years and slept with – well, many – people. And he’s never had a scare before.

But from Donato’s mirth, this isn’t even a scare. 

He steps closer. “Are you …”

“We,” Itori corrects. 

“I don’t know.” S/O’s voice shakes. Her voice never shakes. She’s unwavering, unshakeable… 

“You should go.” Nico pats S/O’s shoulder. “We can control the Owl from here.”

“I’m not going anywhere!” There she is, the ghoul Uta knows and – and loves. She shoves Nico back. “We can figure this out later, right, Uta?”

“Of course,” he says smoothly, even though he’s screaming inside. Does he even want this?

And suddenly, Donato yelps as his foster son slams him to the ground. S/O falls back into Uta, her forehead cut. 

Not badly. But when her blood stains Uta, he wonders if he’s finally feeling fear.

And then Uta whirls around to find himself face-to-face with Yomo. 

His best friend, the friend he’d love to tell his news to and panic to, glowers at him. “Uta. I’ve never understood you, but I’m going to stop you.” 

Uta knocks his S/O back, into Nico and Itori’s arms. His best friend can’t know, but if – if CCG wins – his S/O and – and their – fuck – their baby – could die. What if they try to turn her into a science experiment?  

Uta’s heart constricts. He can’t let that happen. So he forces a grin on his face. “Okay.” 

Can you do a scenario where Ayato’s pregnant human s/o is separated from him at the start of the revolution and he reunites with them?

This was fun to write. I love angsty pregnancy scenarios. 

Ayato is haunted by their last wave. Just before they boarded the bus to their work, just before they vanished from his life.

He tried to find them, of course. He knew they’d fallen ill at work and been hospitalized…and that all traces of them were gone by the time he arrived that evening.

Eto had uncovered rumors of CCG investigators entering the hospital, but no confirmation.

By now – and he hates himself for hoping this – he hopes they are dead. Execution by CCG is the kindest scenario awaiting them. 

But at night, he sees their ghost, waving at him. Sometimes he dreams they crawl in his window the way they used to, but they wear a sadistic grin as they describe abandoning him.

And then he wakes up with a silent scream, and he hates himself more for ever doubting them. They were young, he knows, but they loved him, and he loved them. 

“You’re thinking of them again, aren’t you?” Hinami smiles at him. They’re on a mission together, to investigate reports of a half-ghoul child. To recruit the parents to Aogiri’s cause, if possible.

Ayato nods curtly. Their target’s looms ahead, when all of a sudden, a toddler scrambles outside. 

The baby falls down with laughter, as its parent rushes out to haul it back inside.

Ayato freezes.

And Hinami knows without him even saying it. 

They slowly turn around, their hair longer than it used to be. They’re finally wearing the glasses frames they were saving up for. And behind their lenses, their eyes dilate.

They clutch the child and raise it to their chest as the Aogiri executives approach. 

Ayato feels his heart breaking, until he looks at the child and sees its unruly dark blue hair.

Ayato tries to speak, but only gurgles escape his lips. 

“Ayato…” Hinami’s mouth falls open.

“You found me,” says his S/O quietly. Their lips twist into a smirk. “Took you long enough.”

“What – is that – what?!” Ayato doubles over.

They hold out the kid. “Arata, this is your daddy.”

The child – Arata – holds out its hands, and after a poke from HInami, Ayato takes the boy in his arms, still gaping at them.

“I was rushed to the hospital for a suspected miscarriage.” They avoid Ayato’s eyes. “And they discovered one baby still alive, having devoured its brother. And then CCG showed up, because they knew it wasn’t human.” They wrap their hands around their stomach. “I had to leave everything to keep you and Arata safe.” 

They throw back their head and laugh. “I’ve been rehearsing that for two years, Ayato, and it still came out weird.” 

Ayato cuts them off by grabbing their shoulder with one hand. He yanks them closer and presses his lips against theirs.