Drunk Brooke insulting Koori and her squad

Based on @koyuki-tan‘s “Peace Sign.” Read it if you love OCs, Kanae, and Uihai. And if you don’t, you should. ;P

“We need to get you all home before you disgrace the Bureau,” Ui says. Hairu lifts Koharu and Marie off the karaoke stage they’ve been leaning against.

Ui offers his hand to Brooke, and a sober Carma lets Michiko lean against her.

“You’re the tattletale,” Michiko slurs towards Carma.

“I’m not sorry,” Carma admits.

“You shouldn’t be. They should be,” huffs Ui.

Brooke narrows her eyes. Koharu is her Squad Leader, and she’ll be damned if anyone speaks ill of her. “Koharu, did you shove a stick up your brother’s ass when you were little?”

Hairu chortles, and Ui turns red. “Investigator Akita.”

“No, but really.” The room spins as she takes a step. Brooke curses. “Koharu, I take it back. I blame you. Bad leader. Bad.”

“This is almost entertaining,” says Koharu.

“Carma, you wuss. I wanted to do shots with you. Now I’m sad.” Brooke sniffles.

“Michi!” Mizurou rushes into the karaoke bar to take his girlfriend’s hand.

“No, Michiko. You are a strong woman. Walk on your own!” Brooke thrusts her fist in the air, accidentally striking Marie. “Marie, you’re in my way!”

“Brooke, you’re drunk,” Ui pleads. “Koharu, say something!”

“Something,” says Koharu merrily. Hairu and Mizurou dissolve into giggles, and Ui’s glad the music is loud so no one can hear him scream.

Niji meets one of the other girls her age in Goat at the kagune lessons and gets a crush on her, but this girl is cis and Niji is nervous to introduce herself just in case the girl thinks she’s weird, so she talks to Shuu about it (even though she’s a little embarrassed)

Some nights, Niji finds herself dancing in the tunnels. If she closes her eyes, she can pretend she’s holding hands with Junko – pretty, blonde, pigtailed Junko.

Those nights, she feels happiest.

“Daydreaming when you should be dreaming?” A voice interrupts her leaps.

“Oh!” Niji stumbles.

“Whoa, be careful.” Tsukiyama catches her. “What are you thinking about, Niji?”

Niji blushes.

“Is it a boy?” Tsukiyama winks.

“No,” Niji says truthfully.

But Tsukiyama is no fool. “A girl?”

Niji gulps.

“Oooh, which one? Hmm.” Tsukiyama taps his chin. “Junko? You’re always pairing up for kagune spars.”

“I like her,” Niji blurts out.

“If she’s smart, she’ll like you too,” Tsukiyama assures her.

“Do you think so?” Niji bites her lip. “I mean…I look kinda like a boy, but I’m not a boy. She might think I’m a freak.”

Tsukiyama inhales. “You’re not a freak, Niji.”

“Really?”

“Absolutely. I hope you understand that you’re a treasure. And Junko will probably appreciate someone who doesn’t follow the norm. After all, do I act like a stereotypical guy? I think not. And you all like me as your teacher.” Tsukiyama winks.

“But she might not like like me,” Niji says sadly.

“It’s best just to be honest. And, honestly, I wasn’t very good at recognizing when I had a crush. So I’m proud of you for facing it. And I’ll be even prouder when you act on it.” Tsukiyama grins. “Now, off to bed?”

Niji throws her arms around him. “You’re like the best brother I never had.”

crack head cannon; when sasaki was first released from chochela, koori ui still called him by his prison id and Arima told him to play nice with the other kids while haise stared off at the security cameras like he was on the office

“Number 240,” Ui says, “do you have the paperwork ready? I can help you fill it out.”

Sasaki frowns at him, as if he knows there’s something wrong with what Ui just said, but can’t for the life of him figure it out.

“No, think you,” says Sasaki.

Ui does not trust him. He still knew enough to recognize his prison code. How can Arima really trust him? He’s a ghoul.

“Sassan, would you like a melon pun?” Hairu skips into their office, a large, sweet-smelling bag in her hand. “I bought them for the kids, but there’s plenty for us, too.”

“We love you, Hairu,” says Shio, rushing towards his cousin.

“Thank you,” says Sasaki as everyone, even Arima, crowds around Hairu.

“Ui, are you not hungry?” Hairu turns to him with her eyes wide.

“I just…don’t trust 240,” Ui complains.

“Ui, play nice with the other kids,” Arima says before returning to his desk with a melon bun clutched in his hand.

Sasaki forces a smile. Not that he entirely understands, but he knows Ui doesn’t like him and Arima has apparently defended him.

the first time kyou calls shuu by his first name please

“I – I can’t believe – Kaneki is that – that thing!” Tsukiyama throws himself to the ground. He pounds the dirt and stones and waters the plants with his tears.

Chie snaps a picture.

Kyou is disappointed, devastated even – she would have rather been wrong. She would have rather Kaneki Ken triumphed instead of digging further into tragedy. And pulling Tsukiyama with him.

“Hey, you.” She shakes Tsukiyama’s shoulder lightly.

He sobs harder.

“Look at me, Shuu. Please,” she says. Her voice is gentler than normal.

Tsukiyama gasps slightly. She called him Shuu. And it sounds lovely on her tongue.

“You were right,” he mumbles, lifting his eyes to hers.

“I wish I wasn’t,” she tells him, using her fingers to scrape away his tears. “But right now, Shuu, what we need are strong leaders. We have Touka, but she needs your support. We can’t be strong on our own, remember? Come on. We can cry and scream after we survive this, mmkay?”

Tsukiyama nods. “Help me, Kyou.”

“Always.” Kyou hoists him up.

Click, snaps Chie’s camera.

……..tsukikyou is like basically my otp rn….

“Tres bien!” hollers Tsukiyama.

Kyou blows you a kiss as her overexcited boyfriend spins her around and kisses her neck.

Then they both invite you to their wedding. Which Tsukiyama almost wanted Donato to officiate because ‘he’s a real priest” but Kyou put her foot down.

They had Amon do it. Dressed in full kakuja. Kyou wore a rainbow dress and Tsukiyama a glittery suit. Kyou consented to Kaneki as the best man and Chiharu, Touka, and Niji were the bridesmaids.

crack head canon: before the quinx met their mentor. classmates were telling them all the rumors surrounding him. (like he is from chochela, he is insane, he is a murderer, etc.) and they are get a picture of who their mentor is gonna be in their heads and then they meet the cheerful haise ‘i cry at the sad dog commercials’ sasaki

“I hear he’s insane,” says Shirazu with a lazy grin.

“I hear he’s a ghoul, so I don’t give a damn,” Urie grunts. He leans back against the wall, crossing his arms.

“I’m sure they wouldn’t let a murderer lead us,” says Mutsuki, biting his lip. Yeah, and they wouldn’t let a murderer be a Quinx, right?

Saiko yawns. “I don’t care. If he’s a feral killer ghoul, at least he’s interesting that way.”

“I hate you,” Urie says.

“We know,” Shirazu replies.

Mutsuki covers his ears, and Urie rolls his eyes.

Someone raps firmly on the conference room door.

“Come in!” Shirazu forces a grin.

Washuu Yoshitoki enters, followed by a young man with black and white hair. The man is wiping his eyes. “I’m sorry for my disarray. Mado just showed me the saddest puppy commercial.”

Shirazu’s mouth falls open.

Saiko feels disappointed.

“Anyhow, I’m Sasaki Haise. Your new mentor!” Sasaki holds out his hand to Mutsuki with a smile. “You’re Mutsuki Tooru, right?”

Mutsuki nods, dumbfounded. Sasaki is normal! Sasaki likes him!

“And you’re Shirazu Ginshi?”

“Y-yes. Such a pleasure to meet you,” Shirazu stammers.

“I’m Yonebayashi Saiko. Otherwise known as “the girl,” I’m sure.” Saiko smirks and flutters her fingers towards Sasaki. He blushes. What a cinnamon roll.

“And you must be Urie Kuki.”

Urie says nothing, but his eyes remain narrowed at Sasaki. Whatever you’re hiding, you disgustingly cheerful bucket, I’m gonna find it.

Could you do a scenario where Eto’s male human investigator s/o (Itami) finds her dying in cochlea and they say there goodbyes to each other. Thank you and have a nice day/night.

Why you hurt me

Itami staggers through the wreckage of Cochlea. Not even Arima Kishou has been strong enough for this, has he.

Where is she? He needs to find her, break her out, save her even if it costs him his job. It’s only a matter of time before they find out that he spied for Aogiri anyway.

He hears a familiar chuckle around the corner. Itami bolts forward. “Eto!”

The sight is enough to bring him to his knees.

Eto lies there, half eaten, bathed in blood, and yet chuckling to herself. Just like Eto.

“Itami.” Eto starts.

“What happened?” He forces himself to stand, to approach.

“I set Kaneki free. Arima and I…we both did.” Eto smiles weakly.

“Eto, he’s not ready.”

“He doesn’t have a choice.” Eto shrugs. “He’ll probably fail. Just like me. But eventually, some one will be inspired to succeed. They…have to be…the world cannot go on like this…”

“Eto!” Itami shakes her. “Please eat me. Live. The world needs you.”

“No, it doesn’t. I’m tired, Itami.” Eto smiles again. “You know…you were the brightest spot in my life.”

“You are the bright spot in mine.”

“Good. You’ll find more, you know. That’s who you are, Itami. It’s why…I love you.” Eto forces the last words out, choking on blood.

“Eto! Eto, wait! I love you too!” Itami shakes her again, but she’s no longer responding. He weeps with her in his arms.

He briefly considers escaping with her body so CCG doesn’t disgrace her with its trash compactor. But no, Eto wouldn’t want him to risk being caught. He will live on, for her.

Furuta has a shy, overly kind and anxious best friend who he teases a lot but they still adore him. Give us a scenario with those two

“Souta, I really don’t like this plan,” protests his friend.

He glares at them, but not too fiercely. They’re the only one whom he lets call him by his real name. “Well, get over it, worrywart.”

“But you could die.”

“I’m gonna die young anyways.” Furuta leans back in his chair, sipping his blood wine casually. They always come over to his apartment, keeping him company when he doesn’t want to sleep.

They reach out and yank the glass away from him.

“Hey!” Furuta gasps as a drop splashed on his immaculately pressed pants.

“Oh dear, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to. I’ll pay to get them fixed,” they stammer.

“They’re black. It’ll barely show up.” Furuta rolls his eyes. “See, worrywart.”

“Well, I took your wine because you shouldn’t get the chance to escape your feelings while you’re alive,” they say.

“I’m not as kind as you, [Name]. I need to escape my feelings.” Furuta wiggles his eyebrows.

“But if you faced them, just once, you might be happier. And I want you happy. And alive for as long as possible.” They pout.

Furuta ruffles their hair. “You’re the best thing in my life, you know that?”

HIGE SHIPPING HSIAO AND SAIKO

HE WOULD.

Higemaru Touma knows Hsaio Ching-Li quite well. Which is why he’s fairly certain he knows what’s up when, instead of returning to her usual nightly workout routine, Hsaio agrees to watch a movie with Saiko.

“Hsaio, can I talk to you?” he says lightly.

She nods. “Sure. I’ll be there in a minute, Saiko.”

“Okay!” Saiko skips back up the stairs.

“What’s up?” Hsaio crosses her arms.

“Youuuuu have a crushhhhh,” Higemaru sings softly.

“I do not!” Hsaio swats him on the shoulder.

“You do. I can see it.” Higemaru grins. “I think it’s adorable. I ship it. We’ll call it Hsaiko.”

Hsaio stares at him, open-mouthed. “You wouldn’t dare tell her.”

“No, that’s for you.” Higemaru giggles. “I am so excited. This is the most fun since Urie talked to Mutsuki at the wedding.”

“You set that up? That didn’t go so well.” Hsaio glares at him.

“Well, this will go better. Now head upstairs and have fu with your lady love,” Higemaru sings again.

“I’m gonna smash your face,” Hsaio warns.

“Nah, just Saiko’s?” Higemaru ducks before Hsaio can punch him. “Okay, okay, I deserved that.”

Hi so I was wondering if you do some nsfw and sfw hcs for tsukiyama with a chubby so thanks!!

Oooh yesss.

SFW

– Tsukiyama originally told himself he was interested in your taste. However, coffee dates led to movie dates led to long walks int he park where he never wanted to hurt you, and that began to trouble him.

– He talked to Mirumo and Matsumae, who suggested he might actually *like* like you. So he dared to kiss you one night, and the sensation was better than any food he’d consumed.

– After a while, when he confessed a his old behavior words people, you drew up the courage to ask him if he’d ever wanted to eat you. He tearfully confessed and begged for forgiveness, swearing on his heart he would never hurt you.

– If you feel insecure about your appearance, he will assure you that he, Tsukiyama Shuu, knows style and you are fabulous.

NSFW

– If you’re okay with it, Tsukiyama quite likes grabbing your backside during sex.

– He cracks many “eating you” jokes. He’s even more delighted when you joke back.

– Tsukiyama loves leaving hickeys all over your body.

– Again, if you’re insecure in the bedroom, he will slather you with praise and probably worship your body.