hide rounded up those who wanted to help kaneki and they were all in a separate meeting room. In stumbles mutuski and Aura who iare late don’t really know what is going on, they see touka and just intensely stare (cause they’re like “wtf is she mocking us or just has mega lady balls”) And touka is all like “are you finally gonna be joining us” (definitely mocking) and mutsuki flips out much to the confusion of everyone else (pls include multiple pov if you can) thanks!!!!!!!

“Ar you sure this is a good idea?” Urie mutters.

“I think it’s fantastic.” Saiko beams at Touka, who feels a strange fondness for this other blue-haired girl.

“I think it’s necessary,” mutters Serpent. Nishiki, he calls himself.

The Gourmet giggles besides a goateed ghoul who calls himself Banjou. A short woman, Three Blades’ Miza, swats Tsukiyama on his shoulder. Higemaru looks at Akira and Amon with wonder, his heroes finally within reach. Hsaio and Hakatori exchange tentative smiles. Yomo Renji, still dazed, leans on Fueguchi HInami and former Aogiri executive Kirishima Ayato for support. Takizawa Seidou, Yasuhisa Kurona, and Urie sulk in their own respective corners.

And Hide is charged with controlling these crazy messes.

“Hi,” he croaks out, for once understanding Kaneki’s shyness.

The door bangs open. “We came as quick as we could!”

Aura Shinsanpei hurries in, Mutsuki Tooru behind him.

Yomo groans. Not again.

Mutsuki stares at Touka, who refuses to budge from her position besides Hide, at the head of the table. She won’t give him the satisfaction.

“Is this mockery of CCG? And everything we stand for?” Aura clenches his fist.

“So good of you to finally join us,” Touka says stiffly.

Mutsuki’s mouth opens and shuts without a word. He wanted to help Sensei. He came to help Sensei, not to see her. “She isn’t helping Sensei!”

He’s jealous of her. Urie tries to push the thought from his mind. No, Mutsuki can’t be.

“Mucchy, why would you say that? They’re married!” Saiko claps her hands.

“I’ll beat your asses again,” Miza warns them.

“You did this! You made sensei into this!” screams Mutsuki.

“Furuta did, which means technically, your CCG did, on the bodies of a hundred little kids,” Akira snaps.

He looks hurt.

“Look, this isn’t easy for me either, considering you razed my family,” says Tsukiyama. “But we all love Kaneki, and we all have to work together if we want to save him.”

“She took him,” whimpers Mutsuki, tears in his eyes.

Akira frowns. Mutsuki isn’t well. Maybe – maybe he didn’t turn on her as easily as she thought.

“Mutsuki, this isn’t like you,” she says. Amon tightens his grip on her arm.

“Pah,” says Seidou.

“Helpful,” Kurona shoots at him. He rolls his eyes.

“Mutsuki?” Akira stands and approaches him again.

Urie’s hands sweat. He should be the one comforting Mutsuki. Asking the hard questions.

But because he’s Urie Yuki, he can’t do it in that order. “What the hell is going on?!”

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.

Minami and Arima shipper here again! I really liked what you wrote last time! I have a hc that she taught each of the Qs how to use their kagune prior to Re chap1 and can you maybe have each of their reactions? (even Mutsuki if he couldn’t get his kagune out)

Aw thank you! 😀

“Okay, my rinkaku girl.” Minami smiles at Saiko, who smiles back nervously. “Here’s what you do. Release that kagune.”

Saiko sends her tentacles out. “Should I make them into something else? Like a fist?”

Minami shakes her head. “Tentacles will do.”

“I like fists.” Saiko curls her rinkaku into two fists. A thrill of power shoots through her. Finally, maybe she can be her own character.

But she doesn’t want this. Her face falls.

Minami gasps.”How…how did you do that?”

“I imagine they’re the fists of One Punch Man.” Saiko smiles.

Minami makes a note to tell Arima he has a natural prodigy.

When Saiko leaves, she faces the ukaku boy. “Hello, Shirazu.”

“Heya! Mrs. Arima!” Shirazu shakes her hand a bit too eagerly.

Minami smirks. “Okay, relax yourself. Now, release.”

“Is this supposed to feel like electrocution?” Shirazu gasps as his own kagune. He kinda wants to take a selfie.

“Some ukakus do, I’ve heard.” Minami nods. “Impressive.”

“I feel so alive.” He whistles, and Minami grins at him.

“Now, look out for my bikaku!”

Urie enters next, a sullen expression on his face.

“Koukakus are heavy,” Minami warns him.

“Yeah, I know. I went to the academy.”

Minami eyes him. “You know, negative emotions diminish your ability to control your kagune.”

“I’m fine.” Urie releases it. “See?” He lurches suddenly.”Whoa!”

Minami’s bikaku sweeps him off his feet. “Cut it off now.”

Urie does so, his heart pounding.

“I won’t tell if you promise to be careful.”

He nods, secretly grateful for her kagune skill.

When Mutsuki Tooru approaches, Minami immediately likes his gentle nature.

“Release.”

Mutsuki strains. “I…can’t.”

Minami frowns. “Are you eating enough?”

“Yes,” Mutsuki says. “I just…I hate blood. I’m too weak.” His shoulders shake.

“Hey, fellow bikaku.” Minami rubs his shoulders. “You’re gonna be okay. We can just talk now. You don’t have to be afraid. The way Quinxes are designed, you control the kagune. The kagune won’t control you unless you’re really foolish, and you’re not.”

She smiles. “Don’t be afraid.”

With a slight hesitation, Mutsuki smiles back.

A continuation of the stray dog head cannon, when Saiko is home later with the other Quinx, she tells them about the stray dogs and Urie makes a joke that “it makes sense cause birds of a feather stick together” or something (doesn’t have to be those exact words), indicating that Sasaki is a stray dog and Shizaru punches him for disrespect.

“It was so funny. All these giant fluffy monsters overwhelming Maman.” Saiko smiles. “So cute.”

Shirazu peers at her photos. “I need these doggos in my life.”

“They’re out back,” Mutsuki says. “I wonder if they fetch.”

“They really love Maman.” Saiko opens the door to smile at the dogs still surrounding Sasaki.

“Well, birds of a feather stick together,” Urie mumbles.

“Huh?” Saiko frowns.

Urie rolls his eyes.

“Saiko understands, she just doesn’t approve.” She crosses her arms. Mutsuki’s stomach turns.

“Don’t disrespect Sasaki! He has us! Maybe we’re also the stray dogs.” Shirazu’s fist flies at Urie, who ducks –

and stumbles outside.

He finds himself drowning in an ocean of brown fluff and drool. “Help!”

Instead of running away from them, Kaneki talks with the Quinx about what he is doing and what he discovers (that the CCG are the biggest hypocrites, sunlit garden and everything they were taught a complete and total lie), and they make it clear that they will support him always.

“I don’t believe you,” Urie snaps.

“Why not?” Saiko fires back.

“Sensei? How do you know?” Mutsuki leans forward. The Quinx have gathered in the Chateau for a meeting with Sasaki Haise, though he now wants to be called Kaneki.

Higemaru interrupts. “There’s actually … I’ve studied the history of CCG some. Everyone who’s come from the Sunlit Garden has passed away by 35.”

“So you believe him, too?” Saiko asks.

“Why don’t we ask or resident Garden kid?” Aura points at Hsaio. “Tell us he’s crazy.”

Hsaio stares at the floor. Her voice sounds dead. “He’s crazy.”

“You’re a terrible liar,” Urie says, his stomach sinking.

Hsaio looks up at Kaneki. “You can’t fight them. You’ll lose.”

“You’re going to die early? No! I refuse!” Saiko shrieks. She wraps Hsaio in an embrace.

“If – if everything is a lie, how do we move forward?” Mutsuki waits anxiously for Sensei’s answer.

“I don’t know. I think joining with the ghouls already against the Washuus is a good first step,” says Kaneki.

“No,” Aura says. “I can’t betray my aunt.”

“In a way,” says Higemaru, “You’d be betraying her if you let her fight for a lie.”

“But I don’t have anyone else,” Aura whispers.

“You have us,” Kaneki says. “For what little I’m worth.”

“You’re worth a lot to me,” says Mutsuki.

“And me!” cries Saiko.

“We’ll support whatever you decide,” Urie says, nodding at Kaneki. For some reason, that warms his heart the most.

They’re his family.

Accidentally put this in the Submission box because I’m a bit of a tool. Can we see EarlyRE!Haise having nightmares about his past life, and the Quinx Squad hearing and going to comfort him?

Aw, you’re not a tool! You’re awesome!

“Kill me, please!” Haise cries out.

Choose! Choose! Choose!

“Choose my son!” begs the woman.

But how can he let her die?

“Kill me,” Haise wails.

“Sensei?” A voice interrupts Haise. Someone’s shaking him awake, and he feels hands on his wrists, untying him.

Haise leaps from the chair – and realizes he’s sitting up in bed, at the Chateau. There’s no pleading mother and son. There’s no torture.

Mutsuki has his hands on Haise’s shoulders, and Shirazu’s clutching Haise’s hands. Saiko runs up to him and throws her arms around him, and even Urie is there, hanging back in the corner.

“Are you okay, Maman?” Saiko wipes Haise’s tears with her pigtails.

“Really?” Shirazu demands.

“Yes!” she shoots back.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Mutsuki asks, his eyes wide.

Haise shivers. “It felt so real.”

“Horror always feels more real, doesn’t it?” Urie shrugs. “You’re not alone, I guess.”

“I had to choose between killing a mother and their child.” Haise’s eyes fill again. “I just wanted him to take me instead, but he wouldn’t.”

“That’s horrible!” Shirazu gasps. “And way too nice of you. I’d choose the kid.”

“But wanting to sacrifice yourself – you’re so sweet, Maman.” Saiko hugs Haise again. “We’re here. None of us will let you get hurt.”

“I’m not that lucky,” Urie says, with a smirk to assure Haise he’s joking.

“Come on. Go back to sleep. We’ll be here.” Saiko snuggles at his feet, and Shirazu flops by his side.

Mutsuki hesitates.

“It’s okay,” Haise says, and Mutsuki’s face blooms. He settles besides Haise’s other side and holds out an arm to Urie, who joins after a moment.

And though Haise still fears his mind, at least if he dreams again, he can pretend the Quinx are fighting with him.

What are some characters’ sleeping positions?

Let me know if you want any others! These were the first I thought of. 🙂

Kaneki Ken – fetal position

Kirishima Touka – knees bent

Fueguchi Hinami – cuddling her pillow

Kirishima Ayato – whatever looks the least comfortable so he can brag about it later. He’s tried standing more than once

Tsukiyama Shuu – arms spread out

Kanae Von Rosewald – falls asleep on her knees praying for Master Shuu

Yomo Renji – on his side

Uta – arms above his head

Amon Koutarou – on his back

Akira Mado – on her back, a pillow under her knees to support her muscles

Takizawa Seidou – fetal position

Mutsuki Tooru – curled into a ball

Urie Kuki – stick-straight, on his back

Yonebayashi Saiko – on her stomach

Higemaru Touma – snow-angel pose

Aura Shinsanpei – crushed against the wall

Hsaio Ching-Li – she’s not fond of pillows

Shirazu Ginshi – on his back

Ui Koori – on his stomach

Hairu Ihei – drowning in a sea of pink pillows

Arima Kishou – knees bent

Yoshimura Eto – constantly tossing and turning, so really ALL THE POSITIONS

Suzuya Juuzou – fetal position

From @sweetgm2

Mutsuki decides to share Kaneki with Touka and Tsukiyama, because he realized being violent and jealous won’t win him his sensei’s love

Hahahahahahahha, oh my.

“Sensei.” Mutsuki tugs on Kaneki’s arm. “Shuu and I have an idea.”

“It’s a great idea, if I do say so myself,” Tsukiyama adds.

Touka scowls. “Oh really?”

“We’ll share you,” Mutsuki says eagerly.

Kaneki drops his coffee. “Pardon?”

“I don’t think being jealous helps. Tsukiyama told me his story, too.” Mutsuki hesitates, still kinda hoping the fact that he didn’t want to devour Kaneki puts him slightly ahead of Tsukiyama.

“Does that mean you help us with child-raising?” Touka asks.

“Absolutely.” Tsukiyama nods.

“Sounds good to me.”

“Just please let us be part of your life,” Mutsuki says.

Kaneki’s face melts. “Mutsuki, you’ll always be part of my life. You too, Tsukiyama.”

Tsukiyama exclaims in French and grabs Kaneki in an embrace. “We’ll be like our own little family!”

I’m not sure if I asked this yet but: Mutsuki/Kaneki version of tg re chapter 125, with Kaneki feeling insecure of his scaly red arms like in the manga and Mutsuki undresses unashamed for the purpose of making Kaneki less self unconscious. Kaneki learns Mutsuki is biologically a girl here when he sees the binder and tells him he doesn’t have to take it off while still referring to him as a guy. Mutsuki says he can and Kaneki fumbles with binder like with Touka’s bra and Mucchan takes it off

Aw this is cute.

“My arms aren’t healing very well,” Kaneki admits, offering up his scaly red skin for Mutsuki to see.

Mutsuki’s eyes show no disgust. “Let me show you something, Kaneki.”

Kaneki smiles. He loves the sound of his real name on Mutsuki’s lips.

Mutsuki yanks off his shirt with ease, because he always wears loose clothing.

He’s covered in scars, which hurts Kaneki. “Oh, Mutsuki…”

He pauses. “What is that?”

Mutsuki swallows. He can’t bear to look Kaneki in the eyes. “It’s a binder. Because I am biologically female.”

Kaneki gasps. “Mutsuki, why didn’t you tell me? Hey, please look at me.”

Mutsuki forces himself to meet Kaneki’s eyes.

“You’re my boyfriend. I’m not going to reject you because of who you are. I’m with you because I love who you are.” Kaneki’s eyes glisten.

“You still called me your boyfriend.” A lump swells in Mutsuki’s throat. “Thank you.”

“You are.” Kaneki reaches for the binder. “But…may I?”

Mutsuki nods, but Kaneki fumbles for a full minute. “Uh – ”

Mutsuki giggles. “Here.” He pulls it off, and Kaneki kisses the center of his chest.

He helps Kaneki remove his pants, and he removes his own. Kaneki’s kisses wash over him. Every scar he’s hated is drowned by one kiss.

He will do the same for Kaneki. Mutsuki plants his mouth on the scales. Kaneki is beautiful, and he will show him so.

Sexual tension ft mutsurie in which mucchan just moved back to the chateau and urie cants stop staring at him and whenever they train they smh end up on top of each other covered in sweat and mucchan always seems to have a knife on uries throat 💦

“Why are you looking at me?” Mutsuki shivers.

Urie looks hurt. “I just…I’m glad you’re back, Mutsuki.”

“Oh. Okay.” Mutsuki smiles tentatively.

Urie trudges to bed. He loves Mutsuki and he wants him to know it, but Mutsuki is so fragile now.

How do I help? He wonders as he falls asleep.

He awakens at 2 am to the sound of someone training. Hell, not even Urie is this hardcore. Good investigators need sleep!

Urie slips downstairs to see Mutsuki practicing his knife work on shadows.

“Want help?”

Mutsuki jumps. “Oh! Sure.”

“Did you sleep at all?” Urie takes off his shirt. He’s solely clad in his boxers, and Mutsuki turns red.

“No. I’m afraid what I’ll see if I do.” Mutsuki hugs himself, even though the knife is still in his hands. “I have to be strong and sharp so I don’t hurt anyone else.”

“Mutsuki, you don’t scare me.” Urie steps closer and swipes Mutsuki’s legs out from under him.

But Mutsuki springs up faster than he calculated, and kicks Urie over. He straddles Urie, knife at his throat.

Don’t you dare betray me, body. Urie tries to focus on the task at hand instead of how close he is to Mutsuki. He twists Mutsuki’s arm away and scrambles free. “Ha!”

“Get ready.” Mutsuki leaps for him, and Urie barely dodges. But Mutsuki misses his next kick.

“Wow, you’re strong.” Urie wipes sweat from his brow and somersaults away. He rushes Mutsuki again, and this time Mutsuki’s bikaku catapults Urie to the floor.

“No fair!”

“Fights aren’t fair.” Mutsuki grins and dives atop Urie again. Once more, the knife presses his throat as they pant. Their bodies are sweaty and sticky and Urie thinks he sees flickering in Mutsuki’s eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Mutsuki has just realized how comfortable he feels, even with a nearly naked man below him. “I trust you, that’s all.”

Urie’s expression softens. “Thank you.”

Mutsuki smiles back as he uses his bikaku pins Urie’s arms by his side. “I win.”