Uta celebrating with his lover after a successful Clowns raid?

“Well, look who beat me home.” Uta closes the door to his apartment with a smile.

His lover rolls their eyes. “Glad to see you alive, too.”

“I never doubted you, that’s all.” Uta crosses to their nightstand and gently lays his mask over theirs.

They dig their fingers into his shoulder. “New piercing?”

“Indeed.” Uta rises and draws this amazing person closer to him. “You want one, too?”

“Yes,” they breathe. “But in my ear.”

“Yes, you’re so tame,” Uta teases.

“Don’t insult me!”

“For a clown, for a clown.” Uta holds up his hands as he dances to the cabinet where he keeps sterilized, special kagune needles and various earrings he’s stolen from the corpses he eats.

He knows his lover won’t like that, though, so he selects an earring he bought for them.

He comes back to them with a smile. “Which ear?”

“Left. Why go right when you have left?”

Uta chuckles. “This is why I love you.”

“I love you, too.” They smile back, but soon they have to look away as he sticks the needle in their cartilage. There’s something spiritual about how they allow him to drive a needle into their flesh.

He’s amused by how squeamish his lover is about their own body. He sticks a needle into his nipple and barely flinches. “Now we have matching earrings. I bought them.”

“So the fierce Uta is a sweetheart after all,” they intone. “Hopefully that piercing doesn’t get in he way of the rest of our night?”

Uta gasps. “Not at all, my dear. Not at all.”

Hey babe, how bout’ a Yomo romantic headcannons n nsfw headcannons? A lotta them!

SFW

– Yomo is very old-school. If you are human, he will take you to candlelit dinners; if a ghoul, he’ll prepare a candlelit dinner for you.

– He will buy you flowers on Valentine’s Day, and chocolates if you’re human.

– He loves listening to you talk about your day. A night in is his idea of a perfect date.

– He is surprisingly cuddly once you know him to a certain point.

– Yomo is frequently embarrassed by the stories Itori and Uta tell about his youth. And, believe me, they make damn sure you know everything.

– You probably had to ask him out or show interest before he felt confident enough to ask.

– You accompany him on body collections, and frequently pray with him. He appreciates your appreciation for life.

– If he ever feels ashamed of being a ghoul, and he does, you are always there to reassure him that you love him no matter what, that you believe he’s a good person at heart, and that you’ll never leave him.

– Yomo does not want kids, due to fears of ending up like Hikari and Arata. So you help him throw himself into helping Touka and Ayato.

NSFW

– the first time you had sex, Yomo felt himself getting carried away. He pulled back in fear of hurting you, and you caressed his face as you guided him to the bed.

– Yomo is a very gentle lover. He goes slow, especially if his partner is much smaller than him, and let’s face it, that’s pretty likely.

– He loves exploring your body and cares a bit more for your pleasure than his. You do not let him get away with this, though.

– Yomo loves snuggling and deep conversations about how you feel after sex.

– Yomo was very embarrassed the first time Uta realized you smelled like Yomo. Because of course Uta made it into a big deal.

– Itori has taken you out lingerie shopping, because, regardless of your gender, she needs to know how red Yomo’s face gets.

– The answer is crimson. He loves it, though.

Hiya! I remember that anon that asked you to write about Urie and a girl called Naru Okatsuki or Okasaki or Okasaka and I was wondering if you could write more about her? She seemed interesting :)

Ooh, I’m glad you liked her.

Naru hasn’t seen Urie since Sasaki, er, caught them. Truthfully, Urie broke it off out of concern for his career. But today, she’s been assigned to the Rose investigation with the Quinx Squad.

She brushes back her long black hair and makes sure her pearl necklace fits just so. Let Urie see what he’ll never have again.

Of course, when she enters the hall to the meeting room, the sight of Urie at the other end sends her heart into overdrive.

As she steals a second glance, Matsuri Washuu leers at Urie in a discomforting way. Naru stops.

His hands tries to brush Urie’s shoulder.

Urie hates physical touch, unless it’s sex. Naru narrows her eyes.

Sure, Washuu is probably capable of killing her career. But she is not going to stand back while he makes advances on even her ex-boyfriend.

“Hello, Mr. Washuu.” She strides towards him as Urie hurries away, red-faced. “How’s your wife?”

Matsuri chokes. “Who are you?”

“No one.” She smirks as she draws her quinque. “But if I see your hands wander towards Urie without his express permission again, I’ll cut off your dick.”

“I wasn’t – ”

“I don’t care.” Naru shoves the quinque back in her briefcase before any passerby can see. “Got it, Mister?”

“You shouldn’t threaten me.” Matsuri looks generally concerned. Does Urie not like touch? How can he get his attention otherwise?

“I always do what I shouldn’t.” Naru smiles. “Except touch people when they don’t want it. Have a good day.” She spins on her heel and stomps into the meeting room.

Urie rolls his eyes at her, but she doesn’t regret her actions.

More sin! Are the guys of Tokyo Ghoul a boob man, an ass man, or a leg man?

Kaneki Ken – boobs. They’re so squishy.

Nagachika Hideyoshi – like his BFF, he also prefers boobs.

Nishiki Nishio – ass, probably

Tsukiyama Shuu – ass. He does envy boobs, however.

Koma Enji – all about them legs

Yoshimura Kuzen – He’d probably be more innocent, like a “smile man.”

Yomo Renji – ass, but ashamed of it.

Uta – ass and totally proud of it.

Tatara – strong legs to kick the enemy.

Kirishima Ayato – boobs, but they also make him laugh so…

Noro – boobs kinda fascinate him

Yamori – he’ll beat your ass

Naki – shapely legs are delicious in many ways.

Mado Kureo – legs. They’re useful.

Amon Koutarou – boobs. They’re cute.

Takizawa Seidou – ass. It’s sexy, unlike how he views himself.

Urie Kuki – strong legs. make yourself useful.

Mutsuki Tooru – finely sculpted legs.

Shirazu Ginshi – boooobs

Higemaru Touma – quite an ass fan.

Aura Shinsanpei – boobs but like…he’s resigned himself to never seeing them in person.

Washuu Matsuri – Urie’s ass

Washuu Yoshitoki – rather fond of boobs himself

Arima Kishou – boobs both fluster and excite him

Ui Koori – boobs. How do girls move with them? Why are they so pretty?

Take Hirako – legs are beautiful.

Itou Kuramoto – asses are attractive. if you have it, might as well flaunt it.

Suzuya Juuzou – he likes how smooth legs are.

Hanbee Abara – boobs, but they also intimidate him

Mizurou Tamaki – ass

Miyuki Mikage – legs, legs tall enough to reach his height

Keijin Nakarai – ass and boobs. he chooses both.

Kuriowa Takeomi – asses fascinate him

Kuriowa Iwao – his wife’s boobs

Shinohara Yukinori – all about those long legs.

Mougan Tanakamaru – he appreciates a finely sculpted ass. His own, specifically.

Furuta Nimura – Boobs. Rize’s boobs. His own lack of boobs. Boobs.

Describe Yomo’s 3 daughters

So much Yomo. I love him. i love you too, Nonny-Mouse.

1. Hikari is the eldest, and she’s quite motherly in taking care of her siblings. She does, however, have the infamous Kirishima temper, to Yomo’s (mostly) amusement.

2. Saki is the middle daughter. She is somewhat frail for a ghoul, and has difficulty summoning her kagune. Yomo spends much time training her in a form of physical therapy. She loves him dearly.

3. Chiyo is the youngest of Yomo’s kids. She loves art and design. Uta apprenticed her for a summer, and mask-making is definitely something she’s considering as a career. She currently shows him all her art before selling it, and he adores praising her for it. Also, he’s quite impressed.

Describe Yomo’s 3 sons

1. His eldest, Kuzen, is timid and reminds Yomo of Kaneki or Arata. Yomo dotes on him, but also insists on training lessons with his Aunt Touka.

2. His middle, Isamu, is raucous and loud. He fits right in with the Clowns, to Yomo’s ceaseless worry. “At least your hair’s already gray!” said his son in response.

3. The youngest, Dai, is very sweet and 100% devoted to his father, but also loves partaking in practical jokes with Isamu.

Yomo meets a feisty pink haired Ukaku who is the same age as him and he has a crush on her. Scenario pls :)

Yomo Renji is knocked off his feet by this tiny, magenta-haired intruder. Her mask looks like a tiger, and her ukaku cackles with electricity. A suicide vicim lies between them.

“So, I see I’m not the only electric ukaku here.” She tilts her head. “That’s interesting.”

“Who are you?” Raven raises himself up to his full height. He towers over her.

“You’re gonna hear me roar,” she replies instead. She yanks off the man’s head in one swoop, and flies away.

The next day, concerned about this new ghoul in the 20th ward, Yomo heads to Uta to inquire about the tiger mask.

“Why do you ask?” Uta grins.

“She stole the head, like she was starving. She could have just asked.”

“From my few interactions, our female feline friend doesn’t appreciate the vulnerability of asking.” Uta narrows his eyes. “She’s rather standoffish, kinda like you a few years ago.”

Yomo frowns. “Minus the killing.”

“Apparently.” Uta giggles. “I’ll tell her Raven was asking for her.”

Yomo’s cheeks heat. “If you mention this to Itori, I’ll slaughter you.”

“She was that hot?” Uta leans back, enjoying an embarrassed Renji. “I’m sure Itori knows her.”

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Hoshi doesn’t pray before she eats. She forces herself to stare at the face, to remember the person she’s eating, and in that pain, she hopes to obtain absolution.

She hates the texture of brain, but she really shouldn’t enjoy anything she eats, so it serves her right.

“Hoshi. Is that your real name?”

Hoshi looks up with a start. That blasted Raven is back.

“What’s it to you?”

He removes his mask. “I’m Yomo Renji. I help the leader of the 2oth Ward.”

“I’m sure I interfered with something?” She smiles. Dammit, he’s cute and displeased. “Would you like some brains? We can pretend we’re zombies.”

“No, thank you.” His mouth remains a straight line, but his cheeks are read. Ah.

“How about this. I’ll listen to your little rant if you share my meal with me.” Hoshi pulls out a chair, and Yomo reluctantly slides in.

i need some fluff about Koori’s childhood because he must have been happy at least once in his now dark life…(like did he have any close friends or even family members?)

“Daddy, did I do a good job?” Ui Koori waves his homework, wth a big A+ written in red, before his father. His family maintains a temple, and he’s been waiting all day for his parents to return.

He loves that they love him.

“You did fantastic. You’re smart, you know that?” Dad ruffles Ui’s hair.

“I’ll cook some melon buns as a reward.” Mom smiles at Koori, and he feels like he’s floating.

The TV begins reporting something about people dying in a ghoul attack. Dad immediately switches the channel.

“What are ghouls?” Ui asks.

His parents exchange glances.

“Sometimes, Ui, life isn’t fair. That’s all you need to know right now,” Mom says.

He pouts. “But life should be fair.”

“I agree. You’re one of the good guys, Koori, and don’t you forget it.” Dad winks. “And smart too!”

The Uihai family goes to Disneyland Tokyo…! Where they loose Masanori again! (Love your writings by the way)

Why thank you, Nonny-Mouse!

“Of course. Of course, we’ve lost Masanori again,” Ui mutters.

“Where could he be?” Hairu cranes her neck. “I don’t see him anywhere!”

They push their way through the crowd.

“Maybe he’s in the swings,” Hairu says desperately. She can’t help but fear that someone kidnapped a quarter-ghoul child for vengeance.

“Let’s check his favorite characters,” Ui suggests.

“I have a better idea,” Hairu says weakly. She lifts a shaking finger behind them.

“Huh?” Ui turns around. He shrieks.

Because Masanori is scaling the castle roof.

“Who taught him to climb?” Ui cries.

“Eto is his aunt and Shio and Furuta his uncles; how are you surprised?” Hairu shoots back.

They race towards the castle base, where security is already trying to coax him down.

But, naturally, he doesn’t listen. He just climbs higher.

“Masanori!” Hairu wails.

“You know this kid?” demands a guard.

“He’s our son,” Ui says weakly. Parents walk by, shaking their heads at them.

If they found out he’s part ghoul, they’ll hate him even more. Would the guards even try to rescue him? Ui’s anger ignites. It isn’t fair.

“Do you think you can talk him down? He’s awfully high.” The man is sweating, and Ui kinda hates him.

“What’s he looking at?” Hairu notices a speck on the roof as Masanori hoists himself onto the ledge. Her heart pounds.

He cradles it in his palm and totters back towards the edge of the roof.

“Be careful!” Hairu yells.

“Well, careful for being on the roof of a castle surrounded by security,” Ui says.

Security rushes through with a ladder, and Ui breathes easier. “Hang on, Masanori!”

When Masanori finally reaches the ground again, Hairu and Ui rush over. “What were you doing?”

Masanori holds up a bird with a broken wing. “I saw a birdy fall and I wanted to save it, Mommy.”

Ui sags against Hairu. His boy is truly the best.

R U a RenUta shipper or a UtaTori shipper?

WHAT IF I AM RENTORI?

Hehe, just kidding. I will absolutely write for both, and invite fans of either or both ships (or Utarentori), to send in asks. They’re all awesome and funny and cuuuuuuuute.

But if you really want to know: on a personal level, RenUta has an alluring star-crossed lovers dynamic (”I can neither live with you nor without you,” swoon) and Yomo and Uta’s personalities seem to balance each other, whereas Itori and Uta’s mirror each other. These makes me personally more interested in RenUta. 🙂