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. 🙂

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) can I have each pairing that you can think of’s favourite sex position?

Okay, who did I miss. 😛

Touken – spooning

Hidekane – missionary

Shuuneki – wall sex

Nishikimi – cowgirl

Irimi/Koma – Doggy style. I had to.

Ayahina – Butterfly. I’m sorry.

Utaren – wall sex

Akiramon – missionary

Seiaki – up and over

Takirona – cowgirl

Suzuhan – cowboy

Tsukikana – using their kagunes so they’re both upside down

Tsukichie – sit and straddle

Mutsurie – missionary

Urisai – spoons

Shiraiko – doggy style

Saiko//Hsaio – 69

Uihai – missionary

Arieto – whatever wacky idea Eto has next.

Maruchika – wall sex

Furutui – standing

Furuta/Rize – varies but he’s on bottom.

Takeomi/Yoriko – missionary

Okau okay okay but Yomo and Uta having a one night stand and Itori teasing them about it the next day

Lol this is probably canon.

“Well, well, well, look what the clown dragged in.” Itori waits downstairs in HySy Art Studio as her two friends trudge down together in the same clothes they wore yesterday.

“Don’t say anything,” Yomo threatens her.

“It was that bad? Uta!” Itori puts her hands on her hips.

“I thought I did very well!” Uta crosses his arms.

Yomo grunts. “You did.”

“Awwwwww.” Itori laughs. “Does Renji have a crush?”

“It’s a one-night stand, Itori. I thought you were familiar with those.” Uta pops an eye in his mouth.

“Only because I witness your latest conquests.” Itori helps herself to an eye. “Not that Ren is a conquest. If anything, you’re his.”

Uta throws an eye at her.

“No, but seriously. So when should I book a wedding venue?” Itori raises an eyebrow. “This is too good a chance to miss. Yomo can Anteiku handle the catering?”

Yomouta needs more love. Yomouta nsfw and sfw hcs?

I agree. Yomo and Uta’s relationship needs all the love.

SFW

– It’s not uncommon for Yomo to come home and find that Uta has redecorated his entire apartment. The worst was when Uta made it a haunted house while Yomo was sleeping. He woke up to a living nightmare.

– Yomo likes tracing the outlines of Uta’s tattoo while Uta sleeps.

– Every year, on the anniversary of Hikari’s death, Uta takes Yomo out for a long stroll through all of her favorite places. There’s a lot of cuddling and Yomo refusing to cry, so Uta makes a scene bawling for him.

– Uta was actually pretty devastated he he no longer led the 4th ward. He went through a life crisis and stopped eating. Yomo stole all of Anteiku’s eyeballs and had to force-feed him.

– Koma once asked Uta when the ring was coming, and the expression on Yomo’s face scared the great Devil Ape from ever asking again.

NSFW

– Uta is rather kinky. Yomo is not. They usually require long conversations to decide on what they want to try/not try.

– Itori once walked into Uta’s apartment, excited about the latest gossip, to find the two of them naked in Uta’s bed. She screamed with joy and hugged them, even though they were still naked. This is how she found out about their relationship.

– They shared their first kiss the night Yomo was nearly killed by Arima. Uta visited him and confessed he would have been quite sad to lose his friend. Yomo stared back at him, and Uta smashed his lips against his. Yomo, of course, returned the kiss.

– Uta is a fan of squeezing Yomo’s rear end, or lightly brushing agains this thighs, during the day/when they’re busy. Yomo rather likes it, though he’s also too shy to do the same.

– He once did. Uta screamed and told everyone present.

Utaren angst.

Utaren is life, Utaren is love, Utaren is angst.

“I can’t let you throw your life away.” Uta crosses the tunnel to Yomo’s bleeding, weakened body.

“I choose to,” Yomo mutters.

Uta looks at the dozens of slowly-healing knife wounds in his friend. “I’m…”

He can’t say he’s sorry. He has no business feeling bad. He chose this. He knew the consequences.

“Then let me help you.”

“Hmm?”

Uta pins Yomo to the ground and pulls aside his shirt. “My shoulder.”

Yomo blinks. “Uta…”

“You need flesh,” Uta says quietly. “Do you not?”

Yomo sinks his teeth into Uta, and Uta recalls the times they did this together as fun, first as a dare, then as part of lovemaking.

But that was a long time ago.

Yomo pulls back, Uta’s blood around his lips. “Why?”

“I never know why with you.” Uta smiles. “Now, go on and save your niece.”

What feels like an earthquake rattles the tunnel. Yomo growls.

“The dragon is unleashed,” Uta says.

Yomo narrows his eyes. “You were keeping me here.”

“I was.”

“Why, Uta?” Yomo shakes his head. “Why?”

“I didn’t want to lose you.” Uta hangs his head.

“But I can lose Touka and Hinami? Touka can lose her child?” Yomo stands, his eyes flashing. “I need you to be real with me, for just a minute, Uta.”

“You won’t like the answer.”

“That’s never stopped me before, has it?”

Uta laughs with his friend for a moment. “No, I suppose it hasn’t.”

“Accompany me to the dragon.” Yomo strides down the tunnel, and with a curse, Uta hurries after him.

UtaRen/Hercules

Anonymous asked: After that Mulan-Mutsurie mashup, I dare you to write Disney-film mashups for: Ayahina, Touken, Takirona, Akiramon, Uihai, Nishikimi, Tsukikana, Arieto, and Shiraiko. Ty and good night.

Anonymous asked: Can you also do saikohsiao utaren and suzuhan for the fairytale Disney mashup? Bless your heart

I’ll be posting these once a day (probably) until the list is done!

Mutsurie/Mulan: here.

Ayahina/Sleeping Beauty: here.

Uihai/Tangled: here.

Akiramon/The Hunchback of Notre Dame: here.

Tskukikana/The Little Mermaid: here.

Nishikimi/Snow White: here.

Takirona/Frozen: here.

Shiraiko/Beauty and the Beast: here.

Arieto/Cinderella: here.

Touken/Aladdin: here.

“If you keep going forward, you will lose your life.” The masked man stares at his former lover.

“I don’t have a choice.” Yomo Renji forces his way forward. He doesn’t expect Uta to help. Why would he?

Uta’s almost hurt by Yomo’s lack of acknowledgment. Accuse me, fight me, do something.

But Yomo moves on, towards his family.

Uta watches. This is why he can’t live with Yomo.

But he still wants Yomo to live.

————————————————-

Yomo expects the screams and clashes of battle ahead, but he does not expect the laughter.

He rounds the corner to see Hajime Hazuki, that Oggai, and several deranged investigators slashing at Hirako and the Zero Squad children. Only a few yards beyond, Touka stands with terrified children. Hinami is nowhere in sight.

She can’t be dead. Yomo draws himself up.

He sees Itori and Nico peering around another corner. Yomo’s fears rise.

“Hahahaha!” CCG’s laughing Director appears with a squadron behind him. “Oh, No-Face, just in time!”

The lead investigator – the little Arima – opens his mouth, and Yomo turns to scowl at Uta – just as a massive kagune rips through the walls.

A chunk of the tunnel hurtled downward – and Touka screams Yomo’s name – then Uta watches his friend crushed under Dragon.

The world echoes around him. Uta warned Renji. He was a good friend.

A good friend who just watched his best friend die.

Uta staggers against the wall. He knew this would come.

“Everyone, meet the dragon!” Furuta spreads his arms wide. “It’s a living quinque made from all the Washuus!”

“Washuus?” asks the little Arima, his eyes wide.

Touka lunges for the investigators. “You bastards!”

Uta notes her stomach is rounder. So Yomo was about to be a great-uncle.

But now he’s dead.

And he got Renji killed.

Uta can’t take anymore. He marches straight through the battle for Furuta. “You.”

“I?”

“Give me the medication.” Uta doesn’t care. He’s bringing Yomo back from the dead. Fuck it.

“Hmm, the most powerful clown fighting the most powerful kagune dragon? Is there a downside to this?” Furuta taps his chin.

“Fighting?”

“See, your raven’s swimming with a new crowd these days.” Furuta drapes an arm around the ghoul and points towards Yomo, whose body is being absorbed by dragon. Several screaming investigators meld with the kagune.

“Not a chance!” Uta flies towards the dragon.

“You’ll be dead before you defeat him!” Furuta calls cheerfully.

Uta dives into the rubble and struggles towards Yomo. He can feel himself being absorbed – slowly – and the farther in her goes, the weaker he feels.

Good. Because Uta knows something Furuta doesn’t.

Suddenly, CCG, GOAT, and Oggai alike watch four kagune types spring from Uta’s back. Each tattoo swirls open to form a kakuja. His eyes glow, and he easily cuts through the kagune to rescue Yomo.

“H – h – how?” Furuta stammers. “You’d have to be – have to be -”

“A Washuu.” Uta turns around to face Furuta. “I’m your original One-Eyed King. Your struggle is over, son.”

He snatches Kanou’s wretched medicine and pours it into Yomo’s mouth. “Come on, swallow.”

“Uncle Yomo.” Touka rushes to his side.

Suddenly, Yomo gasps and spits up directly into Uta’s face. Which Touka thinks he deserves.

“Remember, I can’t live without you,” Uta whispers.

“What are you?” Yomo is amazed. He can feel his limbs. He feels better than he has in ages.

He feels Uta’s love.

(based on one of @midnight-in-town‘s Uta theories).

TG Ships as Disney Love Songs

Touken: I See the Light

Ayahina: Beauty and the Beast

Mutsurie: Fixer-Upper

Nishikimi: You’ll Be In My Heart

Akiramon: Kiss the Girl

Tsukikana: A Dream Is a Wish Your Heart Makes

Takirona: Can You Feel the Love Tonight

Arieto: If I Never Knew You

Shiraiko: So Close

Nakimiza: Something There

Saiko/Hsiao: Love Is An Open Door

Suzuhan: Never Knew I Needed

Uihai: I’m Wishing

Utaren: He’s a Tramp

(also brought to you by @trashyhumanespresso & @hamliet)

Uta asks Yomo “are you a virgin?”

soutasnotebook:

This is the best.

“Ha.” Uta tosses an eyeball into the air and catches it in his mouth. “So juicy.”

Yomo frowns, but says nothing.

“Ever so stoic.” Uta tilts his head. They’ve been trying out friendship for the last few months, and he’s already bored. "Sometimes I think you don’t even need a mask.”

Yomo rolls his eyes. “You couldn’t bear it if I died.”

“That’s true,” Uta admits, sitting on his desk. “Is that all we are, though? Acquaintances who hope the other don’t die?”

“It’s called friendship, Uta.” Yomo blushes.

“Your face is red. Hell, you really are emotionally constipated.” Uta snickers. “Are you a virgin?”

Yomo splutters. He steps back to collide with the wall. “Don’t ask people that.”

“I just did.” Uta narrows his eyes. “I can’t tell with you, though, Renji.”

“We all know you aren’t.”

Uta gasps. “Are you calling me a tramp?”

“You broke many men’s hearts last year.”

“But not yours.” Uta bestows his special puppy eyes upon Renji.

“I’m confident you can.” Yomo shrugs.

Uta sidles up to him and runs a hand down his friend’s arm. He can feel Yomo stiffen under that stupid coat. “So you are a virgin.”

“No,” Yomo mutters, his face a brilliant red.

“No?” Uta gasps. “Who is she?”

“He and I was drunk at the time. Sorry I don’t have details.” Yomo tries to brush past Uta, but his friend grabs him by the arm.

“Want practice?” Uta puckers his lips.

“Are you seducing me?”

“You’re not very romantic, are you?” Uta grins. “Oh well. Kiss me, Renji.”

Yomo glances around the shop. No one around. This isn’t a joke.

He kisses Uta.

@hamliet

“Thank you,” Uta murmurs. “You sure you don’t want to kiss me again?”

“Stop teasing,” Yomo says gruffly.

“I want to make love to you. Sober.” Uta crosses his arms. “What do you want?”

Yomo looks at the floor. Of course he wants to. But – should they?

“I promise not to wear a mask.”

Yomo breaks into laughter. “Sometimes I still hate you.” And then he kisses Uta again, and Uta is leading him upstairs, to his flat.

Uta slowly undoes Yomo’s coat buttons as Yomo caresses his hair.

Uta can’t resist nibbling Yomo’s chest, and Yomo has to laugh again. “I should have guessed you don’t take this seriously.”

“I take everything too seriously to never sprinkle in some fun.” Uta’s eyes widen. “Wanna pull off my shirt?”

When they’re both fully undressed, they stroke every inch of each other’s bodies.

“You’re so strong,” Uta whispers. Yomo is still red, like a virgin, but he looks happy for once. “I can’t live without you.”

“Stop the fatalism.” Yomo shakes his head.

“Sounds good.” Uta rolls on top of Yomo and asks quietly, “Are you ready?”

Yomo nods.

“I’ll let you do me later.” Uta winks. His bed shakes beneath their rhythm, and he keeps whispering Renji’s name.

“How long have you wanted this?” Uta asked when they lie side-by-side, panting.

“Since I realized you liked me. Last month,” Yomo mutters, still painfully shy. “You?”

“Since I realized I’m not lonely when I’m with you.”

Uta asks Yomo “are you a virgin?”

This is the best.

“Ha.” Uta tosses an eyeball into the air and catches it in his mouth. “So juicy.”

Yomo frowns, but says nothing.

“Ever so stoic.” Uta tilts his head. They’ve been trying out friendship for the last few months, and he’s already bored. "Sometimes I think you don’t even need a mask.”

Yomo rolls his eyes. “You couldn’t bear it if I died.”

“That’s true,” Uta admits, sitting on his desk. “Is that all we are, though? Acquaintances who hope the other don’t die?”

“It’s called friendship, Uta.” Yomo blushes.

“Your face is red. Hell, you really are emotionally constipated.” Uta snickers. “Are you a virgin?”

Yomo splutters. He steps back to collide with the wall. “Don’t ask people that.”

“I just did.” Uta narrows his eyes. “I can’t tell with you, though, Renji.”

“We all know you aren’t.”

Uta gasps. “Are you calling me a tramp?”

“You broke many men’s hearts last year.”

“But not yours.” Uta bestows his special puppy eyes upon Renji.

“I’m confident you can.” Yomo shrugs.

Uta sidles up to him and runs a hand down his friend’s arm. He can feel Yomo stiffen under that stupid coat. “So you are a virgin.”

“No,” Yomo mutters, his face a brilliant red.

“No?” Uta gasps. “Who is she?”

“He and I was drunk at the time. Sorry I don’t have details.” Yomo tries to brush past Uta, but his friend grabs him by the arm.

“Want practice?” Uta puckers his lips.

“Are you seducing me?”

“You’re not very romantic, are you?” Uta grins. “Oh well. Kiss me, Renji.”

Yomo glances around the shop. No one around. This isn’t a joke.

He kisses Uta.

Yomo finds out just how involved Uta is in all of this.

My boy Yomo better live so this can happen. *falls on face, prays to Ishida*

Uta lounges in HySy Studio, sketching designs for another mask. This one is inspired by dragons, or whatever chaos that runt Souta has planned.

No one will wear it. That’s okay.

He slips on his No-Face mask and dances around the studio. So much fun.

Until someone’s fist blasts him into the wall.

Uta leaps to his feet, barely bruised – and sees a livid Yomo there, flanked by Touka Kirishima, some sassy middle-schooler, and … Suzuya Juuzou?

He laughs. “To what do I owe this motley visit?”

“Being a two-faced bastard,” Touka shoots back.

Yomo steps forward, clenching and unclenching his fist. “Is it true?”

“What? Is what true?” Uta bats his eyes.

“Don’t do that.” Yomo’s voice is strained. He curses. “I knew you were a Clown, but…”

“You impersonated Mr. Shinohara.” Suzuya looks like he wants to cry.

“You’re working with our big leader,” sings the middle schooler. He has a tongue piercing, and that alone warms him to Uta.

Uta sniffs. “You’re a half-ghoul.”

“No, I’m an Oggai, shithead,” says the kid. “Want to know what happened? Here we were, slaughtering the ghouls in the 24th ward – our leader really took a shine to slicing up your Yomo –”

“When Kuki Urie and the Quinx Squad arrived to tell us we were all being played by ghouls like Nimura Furuta. So we struck a truce. I didn’t like Furuta anyway.” Suzuya crosses his arms. “And I don’t like you.”

“And I remembered you!” The kid giggles. “So now we’re confronting you. Ain’t life a bitch?”

“Please stop swearing,” Yomo says automatically.

Uta chuckles. “You never change, Yomo.”

“Did you? Or were you always this cruel?” Yomo steps forward. He could have died today. The two rogue Quinxes are currently imprisoned with half the rebellious Oggai, but if the lead Quinx hadn’t arrived – he’d be dead. Would Uta care?

“I’m lonely.” Uta smiles at him and shrugs. “So what are you gonna do? Kill me? Torture me? You won’t get far.”

“Don’t you care?” Yomo bellows. “Touka nearly lost her baby! I nearly died! Don’t you feel anything at all?”

He shoves Uta against the wall. His eyes blaze. “What is wrong with you?!”

At his touch, Uta blinks back the image of Yomo’s head rolling along the tunnels of the 24th ward. It’s distinctly unpleasant.

“I – I don’t know,” he whispers. Wait, Touka is pregnant?

“Well, you’ll have time to figure it out, because we’re arresting you.” Suzuya beams at him.

Yomo turns away, and everything in Uta screams for him to look back.