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youngmusicrockrebel · 1 month
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elmaxlys · 4 months
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TG Sexyman Poll - Semi Finals: Amon Koutarou VS Uta
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Amon is a CCG investigator turned into a one-eyed ghoul and Uta is a mask maker as well as a member of the Clowns group.
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fairy-writes · 1 year
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Hello there 👋
I was wondering if you could write a one-shot for Uta?? Something fluffy w/ a shy/sweet human!reader 😊
Thanks in advance! 💜
DON’T YOU DARE (MAKE ME FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU)
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Fandom(s): Tokyo Ghoul
Pairing(s): Uta x Gender Neutral!Human!Reader
Genre(s)/Tag(s): 
Notes: Songfic with the song “Don’t You Dare (Make Me Fall in Love with You) by Kaden MacKay
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When Uta first realized he was in love with you, admittedly, he panicked a little. 
You were a human. He was a ghoul. It wasn’t a relationship that was supposed to work. 
He couldn’t be in love. That was just absurd. He had more exciting things on his plate than love.
Don't you dare make me fall in love with you
Don't you dare enchant me with those eyes
If I fell through your skies,
There's no way you would catch me
There's a tear in my heart,
But your patch wouldn't match me
Uta first met you when he was at Anteiku, and you happened to walk in. It was busy. Most, if not all, of the tables were full, and when you began to approach, he got an idea of what was happening. 
“Can I sit here? Everywhere else is full.” You ask shyly, and he gets the feeling that you’re nervous. Which is understandable with his appearance. He was used to it. 
He nods once, and your expression relaxes as you sit down. The tenseness of your shoulders eases, and you pull out a sketchbook and flip to a new page as Touka brings over your drink. You smile at her and whisper a “thank you.”
You sketch in silence until he feels the need to have a conversation. It’s more of a whim, really, the urge to get to know a human to learn if they’re all like the CCG and Doves. 
“What are you drawing?” He asks, and you jump. But you turn around and show him nonetheless, and he’s blown away. 
It’s rough, with stray lines in some places, but it’s a perfect picture of himself, reclining in the chair and his coffee in hand.
You even got the lettering of his tattoo around his neck right.
The longer he stares, the more fidgety you become. 
“Sorry, I can get rid of it if you want. I know it might be rude to draw other people without permission—” 
“No, no, it’s beautiful. Thank you for choosing me as a model.” He finds himself saying, and his cold heart flutters when you beam. 
You end up gifting him the picture, and after you exchange names, you leave. 
He finds your number hastily scrawled at the bottom of the drawing. 
Being near you still adds to the size of my sighs,
There's still seismic events at hellos and goodbyes,
And I still need reminders of why it's unwise
To stare
So don't you dare
The longer he thinks about it, the more he likes the idea of you becoming friends. You’re shy, but you’re sweet and a brilliant artist. You would be entertaining, at least. 
But he’s likely never to meet you again, so that idea snuffs out like a candle. So he doesn’t text you. 
At least until you walk into his shop. 
You are admiring one of his masks on display when he enters the room from the back. He had heard the door jingle but wanted to finish some of the final stitching of the current mask he was working on. It was for the new half-ghoul Kaneki Ken. But that was beside the point. 
What were you doing here?
Don't you dare make me fall in love with you
Don't you dare do something so cliché
Just get out of my daydreams,
You're an unwelcome guest
And stop making me miss you
'Cause you leaving's for the best
You look up as he comes in, and confusion brightens your eyes. 
“Uta?” You ask, and he nods,
“That’s me. Welcome to HySy ArtMask Studio.” He says, more out of habit than anything. You offer him a smile, and he finds his heart trembling at the sight. 
What was wrong with him?
“I heard there was a mask studio that could offer a lot of inspiration. I didn’t know you owned it.” You comment as you cradle your sketchbook against your chest. Your pencil is stuck behind your ear, and you’re dressed in a thick knit sweater and trousers. Your boots scuff against the floor. 
He finds himself gesturing to the masks. 
“Make yourself at home.” He says, genuinely meaning it. 
'Cause I just couldn't stand having you as my crutch
You're a simmering stovetop I was tempted to touch
If you ever return, it'll burn me too much
To bear
So don't you dare
After the initial text, you are really the only one keeping up the conversation. Sure, Uta replies, but he keeps a certain amount of distance between you two. Mainly for your safety. 
But for whatever reason, you keep coming back. 
Your presence becomes a regular in his shop. You come every Friday, right after your university classes. Even though you are his age, if not a year younger, you say you are working toward your bachelor’s degree in—you guessed it—art. 
You say you want to open your own shop and sell your artwork. 
Much like him. 
And I know it's all so shallow, but a shallow cut still stings
And before my heart becomes Amelia's heir, I need to clip its wings
So don't you dare keep mocking me with those
Thousand little things that I adore
Let me ignore you, don't let me care
He tries to ignore you the closer you two become. 
For your safety. 
At least, that’s what he tells himself. 
And don't you dare leave me still in love with you
Nothing's fair when love is war
And I just can't endure any more of the fight
When the casualties rise with my heart rate each night
At first, Uta thinks he’s dying. Of course, that would explain why you always make his heart race and his blood run hot. 
That would explain why you’re always on his mind. 
Right?
Though I know I'm to blame for the glances I'd steal,
For the time I kept spending pretending it's real
And now that it's ending, I still have more feelings to spare
But don't you dare
It takes a talking to from Yomo for him to realize what’s going on. 
Don't you dare
When Uta first realized he was in love with you, admittedly, he panicked a little. 
But he doesn’t hate the idea. 
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captain-astors · 1 year
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An exchange of perspective  (Juuzou and Uta by recommendation of @sh0zuki !) 
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meguchi512 · 3 months
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tysm aa :^) you're the nicest & your art is super cool too!!
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2 utas + 1 futaba!! @ieatanimaljam
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flyby303 · 5 months
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Uta + Kaneki 🖤
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bublipuppy · 1 year
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My fanart of young Uta🔥 young Uta hits differently 😳🔥
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did Uta as part of my tg covers series
song is damage gets done by Hozier
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tg-pilled · 5 days
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I forget if I shared this already or not but!! A little while ago my mom got me this really cute Uta pin :)
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aromantickaneki · 1 year
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Yomo: Nothing is free
Uta: Anything is free if you take it without paying
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youngmusicrockrebel · 4 months
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elmaxlys · 4 months
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TG Sexyman Poll - Quarter Finals: Uta VS Sasaki Haise
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Uta is a mask maker as well as a member of the Clowns group and Haise is a half-ghoul CCG investigator and the mentor of the Quinx squad.
⚠ Kaneki Ken has a separate entry.
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fairy-writes · 10 months
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COME HOME SAFE
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Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!
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Requester: @bublipuppy
Fandom(s): Tokyo Ghoul
Pairing(s): Uta x Reader
Prompt: Sharing a kiss after a massive battle (Action Prompt #13)
Genre(s)/Tag(s): Gender Neutral!Reader, Human!Reader, CCG Investigator!Reader
Notes: I KNOW I SAID NO DUPLICATE REQUESTS
BUT
I got both at pretty much the same time and didn’t want to pick and choose
This is a prequel to my oneshot linked HERE
Also, I used google translate for the French in this. Sorry if it’s incorrect!
TW: Tokyo Ghoul typical violence and gore
This is for my 1K followers event! It’s going on between June 8th and June 22nd!
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It’s dark. Almost overwhelmingly so. You ready your quinque and creep through the rolling fog that is almost debilitating. 
For you humans, anyway. You were sure the ghouls you were hunting could see just fine.
Suddenly, you hear something. 
Spinning on your heel, you drive the point of your quinque deep into the eye of the attacking ghoul. She falls with a scream, though that scream is cut off abruptly by your weapon to her throat. 
As soon as her gurgles die out, you lower your weapon, tuck it under your arm, and press your hands together in prayer.
“God… please allow this woman to pass on to the afterlife. Forgive her of her wrongdoings.” You whisper into the night air and feel a hand on your shoulder. 
“You know you don’t have to pray for them, right? They’re ghouls. Not people.” Comes your squad member’s voice. You turn to see Naoki—Rank Two Investigator and resident cynic of your squad. 
“Human or not, they still deserve something.” You retort, and he backs off, hand raised as he apologizes. 
How you can tell he doesn’t mean it.
The two of you steadily make your way through the ranks of Aogiri Tree, with you offering brief words of prayer as the ghouls die. Naoki looks on with a sneer twisting his lips, but you ignore it.
Perhaps the prayers are for your own conscience. 
Maybe they actually do something.
You’d never know until you die. 
You hear your name, and you whirl, tightening your grip on your quinque. 
It’s Yū. Another Rank Two Investigator and your apprentice—almost a prodigy, really. They were slight in build, one of the smaller investigators you knew in the CCG, but a talented one nonetheless.
“Arima Kishou wants you to take on the north sector. Naoki and I will take this section from here.” They say and you nod, adjusting your white coat before taking off toward the mentioned part of Aogiri Tree’s base.
The fact that Arima Kishou was trusting you with this task… you weren’t quite sure what it meant. Part of you was elated. Were you being scouted for a promotion? You were a First Class Investigator, so that meant Associate Special. Class Investigator was next.
What would Uta think?
You reached the north end of the base and immediately was attacked.
The tentacles of the ghoul’s kagune created craters in the concrete and you skipped back, wielding your quinque as if it were a sword. You gripped the smooth handle with both hands, swinging it and crashing it into the head of your opponent. 
The skull caved in with a crunch, the light abruptly dying from the ghoul’s eyes. He crumpled to the ground and you offered a prayer.
In the middle of your words, you heard the sound of footsteps. They’re running, soles of their shoes slapping against the ground. You pivot, ducking under the deadly blow and the ghoul goes tumbling.
He’s on his feet in a flash, a snarl twisting his lips under his mask. His kakugan is a mess of black and crimson. 
But before he can send another attack your way… hands sprout from his chest and he’s quite literally ripped in half.
You stand in shock. 
What?
And then you see him.
Uta.
He’s dressed in a long cloak. He spots you, eyes widening just the slightest bit, and you lower your quinque. He calls your name and suddenly you’re running forward, dropping your weapon, and throwing your arms around him. You don’t care about the blood that stains your otherwise pristine white coat.
His arms are strong as they wrap around your waist and he noses your hair,
“What are you doing here?” He asks, pulling back and looking at you in vague concern. He wasn’t one to show a lot of emotion, but you didn’t care about that.
“The chairman wanted us to lead a strike against Aogiri. But nevermind that! What are you doing here?!” You demand and he shrugs, 
“Yoshimura wants us to rescue Kaneki.”
Right…
Kaneki…
The artificial one-eyed ghoul. 
Uta had told you that he had been kidnapped by Aogiri’s Jason. That had been days ago. 
You only hoped that he was alright.
“Is this your lover, mon ami?” Comes a voice and you stiffen, stepping backward and picking up your weapon, all the while not taking your eyes off of the taller man in front of you.
Even without his mask, you recognized the violet-haired ghoul.
Gourmet.
Uta places a hand on your back,
“He’s with me.” He whispers into your ear. Even then you don’t relax. You don’t trust him. He’s eaten countless innocent people, ran a damn restaurant where other ghouls could do the same.
Gourmet offered a flattering smile and gave a grand bow.
“It’s a pleasure petite fleur. Uta here has told us much about you.” He grins and you glare, ignoring his comment.
“I have a job to do.” You snap at him and prepare to leave your lover’s side.
Only for him to snag your waist and pull you back in for a kiss. You once again ignore Gourmet’s comment about the affection.
“Come home safe.” He whispers against your lips. You pull back, mildly dazed at the sudden kiss.
“Uh… sure…” You whisper and he smiles, pressing another kiss to your forehead before disappearing, Gourmet vanishing soon after.
You turn to see Naoki and Yū staring, astonishment on their faces and a dark look in Naoki’s eyes.
This was going to be very complicated to explain.
Very complicated.
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captain-astors · 1 year
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Auction mask SUPREMACY.  go vote for it here  yes it’s already winning I need to see it go farther. 
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alinesart3 · 2 months
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favficbirthdays · 1 year
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Happy Birthday
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Uta (2nd December)
Tokyo Ghoul
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