Human Seidou had a girlfriend called Natsume who was very in love with him, and soon after his “death” found out she was pregnant. It was a hard pregnancy and their daughter was born prematurely but was healthy. Can we have somethin where in the beginning of the Goat/Clowns bit, they reunite and Natsume introduces their lil girl to him?

I love pregnancy angst.

“Ha. You cool having a killer like me here?” Seidou grabs a cup of coffee from a smiling Touka.

“We’re all killers,” Touka says softly as he glugs it down. “Except her, maybe.”

The door opens again. Seidou jumps, because he’s always jumpy, because he can’t quite believe Houji’s demon isn’t back to to slaughter him.

“Seidou?” asks a soft voice.

Seidou stares at the figure in the door. That sad smile, those wise eyes that held him when he felt insecure, those gentle curves he’d spent nights lost in – her hair is longer, but Natsume looks the same as he remembers.

And here he is, a half-ghoul, pale-haired, hunch-backed, with coffee dribbling down his disformed face and oceans of bloodshed in his past.

A toddler peeks her head out from behind Natsume’s ankles. With the same light brown hair Seidou used to have.

He feels the world whirl around him.

“We’ve found the Owl’s weakness,” jokes Nishiki from behind the counter.

Natsume picks up the child and strides across the cafe to Seidou. Her eyes plead with him.

“I’m a monster now,” he says bitterly. God dammit, why can’t he get it together enough to be nice to the woman he loves?

“You’re scared of me,” she states, running a hand down his face. “But you don’t have to be. I never stopped loving you.”

She holds out the little girl. “This is Seina. Named after her aunt.”

Seidou stares at his…his little girl. She waves shyly at him.

“I though I ate you,” he says bluntly. Kanou…that bastard.

“Nah, Kanou tried but I escaped. That’s how I found out you were still alive.” Natsume lowers her eyes. “I’ve followed, well, everything. I know what you’ve done. I still love you and I never stopped believing in you.”

“Why?” he gapes at her.

“I couldn’t very well abandon Seina’s dad, could I?” Natsume shrugs.

Seina reaches out to pat Seidou’s chest. “Daddy?”

Seidou is utterly overwhelmed. What should he – should he kiss Natsume – should he say hi – what –

He reaches out to pat Seina’s hair, that beautiful brown hair. His voice cracks. “Hi, baby girl.”

When Yoriko and Takeomi’s baby boy is 2-4 years old, he’s the cutest thing alive – light orange hair like his momma with big dark brown eyes and freckles. The only exception being he inherited his dad’s eyebrows.

– Those eyebrows dominate everything else. Takeomi loves it.

– When he is angry, those eyebrows become very scary. And by scary, I mean Yoriko and Takeomi have difficulty keeping a straight face.

– Ichika and the Nakimiza brood quickly bond with the Yoritake boy.

– He loves bread. Bread. Bread. More bread.

– He wants to be a ghoul when he grows up. This has not sat well with Iwao, but Yoriko and Takeomi love it.

– But, like, his favorite people are Auntie Touka, a ghoul, and Uncle Urie, a quinx. How could he not want to be a ghoul?

Ahhhh can we get more of that Rize headcanon (she did deserve better),,, in your writing did hide and rize end up dating??? I love it ;;

She did!

– They began dating because, after her whole life, Rize didn’t know how to interact with guys without flirting and Hide just blurted out an invitation to lunch one day.

– When she realized Hide was a genuinely good person, she confessed this to him. They had a long conversation, and Hide accepted her…

– She had to accept his difficulty communicating directly about his feelings to his friends and her. Hide would prefer just to DO all the things to show them he cares, but Rize would prefer to have him say that he cares.

– She’s not tempted to eat him, because of his scars. Not because they’re gross, but because they starkly remind her of what eating people does to them.

– Much like Kaneki, Rize gets calls from TSC to help from time-to-time. They even cooperate with each other; it’s great.

– Every so often, Saiko and Hsaio invite Rize over for slumber parties. She is determined to be a bridesmaid in their wedding.

I wanted so badly for Rize to be given a chance at redemption, yet she didn’t. Can we have a scenario where Ayato (the great guy that he is) not only brought Kaneki, but Rize as well? She went through real lasting trauma and she desperately needs some love please

I concur. Rize needs better.

“I can’t believe,” Ayato huffs, “I dragged not one but two assholes out of there, and I’m not the king.”

“No one’s the king anymore,” Touka says sharply.

“You’re my king?” Hinami suggests, causing Ayato to blush uncontrollably.

A thing, pale-haired figure appears in the doorway to the hospital waiting room.

“Rize!” Touka leaps to her feet.

Rize tries to smile, but it comes out shaky. She’s hungry, but why say anything? They’ll just put her in prison again.

“I’m glad you’re better.” Hinami smiles at her, and Ayato nods.

She nods. Her eyes are haunted.

“Are you Rize Kamishiro?” The gurgle voice of Nagachika Hideyoshi breaks into the room.

Rize turns and nods.

“We met once a long time ago. Back when you dated Ken!” Hide laughs, but Rize blanches.

“We’ve met someone with less tact than me,” Ayato whispers.

“Oh.” Hide winces. “Guess I shouldn’t have said that. Uh, uh, well, I’m with CCG – and we want to ask you questions, if you’re able? The doctors said it would be okay.”

Rize’s eyes widen. This is it. Where they put her in prison again.

“You’re not in trouble,” Hide assures. “Not at all. You remember Hsaio? She and her friend Saiko – she’s one of the human-ghoul hybrid investigators – have been pretty adamant about advocating for your well-being.”

Hsaio…Hsaio was always one of the nice half-humans. She didn’t hold Rize’s ghoul nature against her. Rize hesitantly nods.

———————————————————————————–

One Year Later

“Don’t you love sugar? It’s the best.” Suzuya watches Rize delicately lick the ice cream cone he offered her.

“It’s…tolerable,” she says, surprised. Maybe Kimi’s formula will work, after all.

“It will be the best. When the science is done.” Suzuya nods eagerly. As the head investigator assigned on her case, he and Rize have bonded over a love of food, gory movies, and father figures.

“Oh hey, Hide.” Suzuya waves behind Rize.

She turns around and smiles slightly to see Hide unmasked. He’s trying not to hide himself anymore, like he promised her.

How am I the one who’s supposed to come out of hiding when you can’t even bear to show your own face? she’d screamed at him last weekend.

And he’d cried. And told her she was right.

“I got another signed copy from Sen Takatsuki,” Hide says with a conspiratorial tone.

Rize squeaks and grabs the book from his hand.

“Marude’s going crazy trying to, er, interfere with efforts to locate her.” Hide snickers.

“They won’t,” Rize says automatically.

“Nah.” Suzuya shakes his head.

“Wanna go home?” Hide asks, brushings fingertips against hers. His touch is so light it could be a breeze.

Home. Where people love her. And she likes them. Where she isn’t imprisoned, but set free.

Rize smirks at him. “I’d like that.”

m/f hate sex fic – Uta is at a rivary with a fiery ghoul who refuses to bend to the rules and despises his nature and/or status. They even out in combat. One day she goes to his shop to argue against him, infuriated more and more by his comebacks. The tension escalates until it snaps.

“I can’t take you anymore, damn faceless clown!” She points her finger at him as her eyes dissolve into kakugans.

“And yet, you can’t stay away.” Uta giggles from behind the kagune he’s shaped to look like her former partner.

She scowls and uses her rinkaku to stab his kagune clone through and through. Uta is taken by surprise when her hands grab his real shoulders, her nails dig into his flesh, and her teeth fixate on his lips.

“What the – was that what you wanted?” he asks around the kisses.

“Fuck you.”

“You can.”

“I will. Bastard.” She pushes Uta down onto a table and straddles him.

“You’re crazy,” Uta whispers as he feels burning desire build in his own hips. Ugh, he can’t believe he gets to tell Renji his flirting strategy actually worked.

“Am I?” She whispers back, pushing up her skirt and setting atop him. “Because I heard this is how you flirt.”

“What?” Uta blinks.

“I was given relationship advice. Ua does things angry and fast,” she says between grunts. “So I did.”

“You’re been acting this whole time?”

“Yep. Hate me now?” She tilts her head with a smirk.

“A little – agh – I take it back.” Uta finds it hard to hate anyone, especially someone who makes him feel like this.

“Good.” She grins as Uta reaches his release. For once, No-Face is vulnerable, and hers to witness.

She smiles and kisses his nose. “Let’s do this again.”

Uta winks. “How about now?”

Hey! I was wondering if we could have anymore NSWF headcannons for best boy Urie? Fav positions or kinks, what hes like in bed? love ur work!

hehehehe of course…

– I actually think Urie probably loves being on the bottom, letting his partner ride him and take control.

– his kinks aren’t many, but I bet he swears often and is fond of dirty talk. A soft moan.

– Sex with Urie is surprisingly soft and gentle as a whole. He loves moaning his partner’s name, caressing their body, feeling their hands on his vulnerable skin.

– being able to come inside them would mean a lot to him. He not-so-secretly loves that.

– Sometimes he’s more passionate and rough, and will push his partner into a wall and have sex standing up. but that’s rare. and usually when he’s frustrated with work.

– Urie loves foreplay almost more than intercourse.

– He’s shy. Like, looking into his eyes scares him. Because his partner means so much, and eye contact feels so intimate he can hardly bear it. It’s also a surefire way to get him to orgasm.

Since I love Fura Taishi, can we have some hcs about his daughter Natsu (by 179 she’s 15!)?

– Natsu is determined to marry a ghoul someday, to Fura’s endless chagrin.

– Natsu is a bit of the eccentric artist type. If she ever meets Uta, she’ll insist on being his student, and Fura will die inside.

– She loves jewelry, flowing clothes with contrasting colors, and Sen Takatsuki.

– Natsu has gotten in more than one fistfight over someone insulting her Father, or any of his quinx and half-breed coworkers.

– Her expression is a delightful, permanent, mischievous smirk.

– She definitely got a tattoo at age 15.

– Fura tolerates much of this (except the fights) because despite her unique appearance, he’s certain that his daughter is a genuinely good, kindhearted person.

– Natsu helps Hinami at the orphanage several afternoons after school.

– She wants to be a psychologist who helps people recover from childhood trauma.

I had an idea while reading snk: a tg au for yumihisu basically seiaki style – Ymir is an artificial One-Eyed Ghoul and Historia is an investigator she used to work with, what happens when they see each other again?

Are you actually asking me to write a crossover with my two favorite series?????

I LOVE YOU NONNY-MOUSE!!!

A cloaked figure looms over the ghouls who had made mincemeat of Special Class Historia Reiss’s comrades. Historia is the last human survivor in this penthouse.

A dozen ghouls were about to attack her – this was supposed to be the end – and then this kagune-possesser – someone who must be a ghoul – appeared. But why would a ghoul defend her?

She grips her ukaku quinque with sweaty hands. But the figure does not charge her.

Historia feels her mouth dry when the figure – the ghoul – removes her mask, a mask decorated with the same blue-and-white wings as Historia’s own quinque.

“Y – Ymir?”

An artificial one-eyed ghoul with Ymir’s face grins at her. “Hello, Historia.”

“What – how?” Historia scrambles forward to snatch the cloaked figure, her former best friend, by her wrist. Tears cloud her vision. “Why are you here right now?!”

Ymir seizes Historia by her shoulders. “Because I was given a second chance, and I’m not wasting it.”

“You murder people,” Historia protests. But she can’t really – she’s such a hypocrite.

“And you kill ghouls, people, whether they’re killers or not. Corpses are what we eat, not necessarily living people.” Ymir pokes Historia’s button nose.

“Ymir…”

“Is that not murder?”

“But you’re a ghoul now.” Historia’s tears spill over.

“So? You think I’m gonna live my life for the people who used me as an experiment? Nah, Imma live like I want! I’ll find a path forward, I swear to you.”

The hall echoes with voices of the backup CCG investigators Historia called minutes ago. They’re catching up.

Ymir drops her voice. A hint of a smile curls on her lips. “After all, I’ve still got to marry you.”

Historia’s mouth falls open. Don’t you know? Ymir has to know – she must know that Historia is a bastard of Bureau Chief Tsuneyoshi Reiss, is doomed to a short life. There’s not much more life for me.

Ymir pulls back from Historia as the backup investigators break down the door. She winks at Historia.

Historia could arrest her, could swing her quinque straight into Ymir’s heart, but she doesn’t. Instead, she swings it into her arm, so that she can’t chase after Ymir.

Ymir grins at Historia’s decision before leaping out the window.

Historia stands there, feigning fright, feigning injury, as the investigators swarm the room. But inside, she is glowing.

Hinami is pregnant and hasn’t told Ayato, so when she goes to tell Touka so she can ask for advice, Touka starts loudly balling (partially because of hormones of being 7-9 months pregnant herself, but also because her baby brother and honorary baby sister are going to be parents) immediately.

“Onee-chan, I’m sorry; I’m so sorry!” Hinami gags.

Her beloved Touka is bawling before her, slumped on the counter of her new cafe. As if she’s about to go into labor at any second, and Hinami may have pulled the trigger.

“I know we should have been responsible, but we were so passionate and – I’m sorry. Please don’t blame Ayato,” Hinami pleads.

“No, no, no,” Touka waves her hand. “You’re smart – enough – to know – Ken and I did the same.”

HInami nods slowly.

“I just, we’re going to be parents and then my baby brother and honorary sister are gonna be parents and our kids will be best friends and now you’re officially going to be in the family and it’s killing me,” Touka blubbers.

“You’re not mad?” HInami gasps.

“No!” Touka throws her arms around Hinami’s neck. “I love you!!!”

“I’m so glad.” HInami blinks back her own tears as she draws Touka closer to her.

An avalanche of liquid splashes on HInami’s shoes. “Um.”

She and Touka look at the ground. Water rushes down Onee-chan’s legs.

“Your water broke! I sent you into labor!” Hinami shrieks.

“Shut up, this will be you in – what – eight months?” Touka mutters as she sinks to the floor. “Call Ken. And an ambulance.”

Throughout labor, Touka keeps joking that this is what Hinami has to anticipate. Kaneki is too busy crying over Touka to notice.

Ayato, meanwhile, drags HInami away to interrogate her. They’ve just finished their talk -and Ayato is weeping – when Big Uncle Yomo appears to interrogate Ayato himself.

Is it okay for me to ask headcanons of how you (yes, YOU) would interact with your favorite character if you were in TG? Would the two of you be good friends, or not friends at all, or something more (😉)?

Oh dear.

I have five favorites:

Mutsuki Tooru

I would try to be best friends with Mutsuki. We’d talk about family trauma and mental illness. I’d probably encourage him to pursue a relationship with Urie. And share lots of hugs.

Suzuya Juuzou

We would also be good friends. And candy buddies. I might suggest Hanbee has a crush on him. I would never look at him with disgust. Because he is special and good the way he is.

Karren von Rosewald

Oh I would want to be her BEST friend, though she might be annoyed if I take up time from Shuu. But I’d ship her and Shuu really hard, so maybe she’d be okay getting encouragement. And I’d give her tips on dealing with a depressed friend, as someone with depression.

Yomo Renji

Meep. We are kinda alike in our stoic facade, and I personally consider him one of the wisest characters in TG. I would love to frequent his coffee shop and if he chose to further his relationship with Uta, I’d be thrilled. But I’m also weak enough that if he turned his attentions towards me I would be honored and gladly live my entire life by his side.

Furuta Nimura

Well shit. It honestly depends on if I met him through working with Goat, or if I met him through CCG. In the former, we’d probably never be friends, though I’d try to suggest Kaneki not kill Furuta as Furuta wishes. In the latter, I’d probably maneuver myself to have alone times with him, during which I call him out on everything I know. This may result in my imminent death. But maybe someone showing him empathy and giving him a hug would help change his perspective. Even just a smidge. At least he’d have someone who cared whether he lived or died.

I’d love to be more than friends if he actually tried for redemption. I’m not here for misogyny, though, so we’d have to see how healthy it was.