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canadianlucifer · 2 months
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I'm pissed at the CCG again. They were literally hiring those who're basically children, feeding them propaganda and telling them to put their lives on the line fighting their natural preditor. How old does one have to be to attend the academy? And what about those who were orphaned from ghouls and raised to be investigators? Just how young does the indoctrination start? And the quinxes were just 18/19 when they signed up (or were forced to sign up in the case of Saiko) to have a life altering experimental surgery for work purposes.
I feel like Takizawa is such a good example of how preditory the CCG is (hence why I like his human character so much). He joined so that he could be a hero and desperately wanted a promotion so he could get more praise for murdering more people but it was framed as though he was exterminating vermin. He was *22 years old* when he had to write a will and face Tokyo's most dangerous ghoul. To add on to that, he had been doing mostly mundane office work up until that point, we never saw or heard of him engaging in battle. Even if he was working out off screen, there's no doubt he had little to no experience in battle. That operation was only going to end in one way. He was always going to just be another number in the death toll. Only the truly talented and experienced investigators ever survived, everyone else was always fodder.
The CCG was a truly insidious company. And that's exactly what it was, a company. It never cared about human lives because of they did, they'd have worked to provide ghouls with ways to survive without killing. Instead, they simply murdered ghouls and prevented them from accessing food from the already deceased. The CCG only ever cared about money and promotions, not people.
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bored-storyteller · 8 months
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Warning: gore, cannibalism (between ghouls)
Author's note: I realized that I was much braver with Uta at first. Let's try again.
Tokyo Ghoul, Uta x Human!Reader
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What is mine
There is a smell of blood in the putrid air. Your blood.
The ghoul holds you in its arms like a sacrificial victim.
“That's mine.”
“I didn't know, sorry...I'm not the type to go around stealing other people's food, believe me.”
Looks nice, him. He has dyed blond and blue hair that escapes from his wildly done bun. His locks fall on a face that would look like an angel's, if it weren't for those veins that flow like streams from the black and red eyes of a demon. He doesn't have to shine with intelligence since he doesn't wear the mask, or maybe he trusts too much in his abilities, for someone so average.
Uta picks you up when the younger ghoul hands you over to him: you are cold, you are shaking, you are crying. He doesn't know if you're paralyzed with fear or blood loss from that wound on your shoulder.
Your blood tickles his sense of smell, and his palate. Your fingers grip his sweater, and he holds you just tighter. He doesn’t blame the other one, your perfume is intoxicating now that your flesh is uncovered.
He mustn't be happy to give up on you, he wouldn't if Uta weren't so much stronger than him.
The Mask Maker gently puts you on the ground, he feels your fear: you are afraid of everything now, even him.
That person tried to take you away from him, to keep you for himself. And that person expects him to get you now.
“Luckily I'm hungry.” He says as he looks into your eyes. If you can be more afraid than you already are, he doesn't know. But it doesn’t matter.
The ghoul with the beautiful face was going to say something, but it's hard to talk when your vocal cords are torn.
The carotid artery hangs from the bite mark like a slack string, part of it between Uta's teeth; a flick of the tongue and it disappears between the lips.
The eyes of the predator victim are wide open, incredulous. Gorgeous, perhaps.
How long can it take for that slit throat to heal? A lot of time. Too little.
Uta bites again, blood gushes, there is a muffled scream.
The taste of that meat has nothing to do with the smell you give off, but Uta is hungry.
He's hungry, and your broken skin makes him lose control.
Someone must be eaten by him.
That ghoul wanted to eat you.
He wanted him to eat you himself.
He was about to lose you, in a way or another.
His hands dig into his chest, the intricate black patterns on his fingers covered in ferrous red.
“What a greedy you are... you already ate, huh?”
The stomach of the other demon is full, Uta wonders who is in there: “It was he a boy? A girl? Young or old? An unfortunate student? All of them?”
Uta smiles. That won't be of any use now that it's out of the body, it's not right to waste it.
He won't even need his intestines, right?
And the heart? What does the unfortunate one do with his heart?
The bones crunch as they crack and open, like the crust that covers the filling.
Maybe it still moves, or maybe it doesn't, but it doesn't matter.
The teeth sink in like in an apple, they tear it, now there is no more life. But is the soul still there?
Uta is full, but still gobbles it up. He devours that body that is not meant to be eaten, that modifies his, that drives his mind crazy. Assuming Uta can go any crazier than that.
No, he can't freak out, there's you. But Uta is crazy to love you.
“Uta!”
Your voice sounds desperate. How long have you been calling him?
He looks at you with his delicate face smeared, the top of the other ghoul's skull hanging from his fingers gripping his blond hair.
Now he comes to you, he promises you. He just has to make sure you don't get eaten too.
“Is there still a soul in these eyes?” He asks the half head as he brings it up to his gaze. He can't even tell where the jaw and tongue have gone, but that's not a problem.
Those eyes that stare at him glassy and half open Uta hates them. He doesn't even bother to remove them from the eye socket; he rips the first one off with just his teeth and swallows it whole, then does the same with the other one. It's not difficult, and if inside there is the core of that stupid, then he lets it rot in his depths together with the remains of his body.
Now there is no more danger for you.
The head rolls away, no one will wonder what happened to someone like him. It's a ghoul who disappeared in the fourth ward, at the end.
Uta calls your name as he leans in front of you, sweet and gentle as ever.
He watches your hand press on the wound on your shoulder: "Let me see." He asks you softly.
You obey, but you still smell of terror. You've never seen him eat like this, not someone like him.
The fingers that used to butcher now fearfully touch the edge of your wound.
"It's not serious... you’ll be ok, everything is fine." He murmurs reassuringly, barely licking the blood that drips from you. It will be enough to remove that hateful taste from his tongue.
His hands take your face, holding it like never before. His thumbs wipe away your tears and massage your cheekbones as he contemplates you. The blood is now on you too.
He looks into your glassy eyes and something unknown stirs inside him.
He is losing you. It's the only thing he can think of. You seem so distant now.
How he can stop you, unarmed as he is. Not even the idea of consuming your body to hold you within him brings relief, and he doesn't know why you upset his functioning.
But Uta is bizarre, there is no situation in which he follows a rule of his.
You are so different from Renji to him, your delicacy makes you complicated and elusive. Your delicacy prevents him from breaking you.
He can't afford to lose you too, he understood it when his chest tightened on smelling your blood. You and Renji are the only things that still make him walk in this world, which still allow him to experience lively emotions. It's not the RC cells that risk driving him crazy, it's you.
“I love you.”
His whisper is so sweet you might think he's about to cry.
It seems strange to say, those are not words that are well suited to a language like his, especially in a world where secrets must be kept between the ribs. But that's the only thing worth letting you know right now. A ghoul love, a clown love, but it's love.
And he almost gasps when he sees your eyes light up with life again, as you look at him as if you were seeing him for the first time.
He doesn't expect to find your arms around him, nor to meet your lips.
You kiss him like it's not okay to do, like he hasn't just eaten someone. You don't seem to mind the blood smearing your face, the metallic taste on his tongue. You seem to ask him to swallow you, but there is no room for you.
The lovers: two crazy people kissing among the remains of a corpse.
It's a good stage for you two.
“He wanted to put you in his place…” He whispers as he holds you like he never held you.
“You wished too?”
Don't you already have your answer?
Your eyes travel from him to over his shoulder, but his hand covers them. He stares at the grimy tattoos on his knuckles for a split second, wondering how they got there.
It's to protect you, perhaps, or to protect him who is wrong and rotten even among monsters.
“Forget it.” He tells you.
You shake your head. He's covered you so much in ghoul blood that at first glance you wouldn't be able to tell who the perpetrator is between you two, but all those red marks on you are testament to his touch.
“I don’t want to do it. I don't want to lose anything about you” You tell him, and there's an adoration in your voice that he always pretended not to hear.
“No?”
“No. Will you take me home?”
He gives you a quick nod, and just watches you as you climb onto his back. Your grip around his neck is reassuring.
“You'll make it?” You ask, as if he's never brought you like this. He scoffs at you as he settles your legs on his hips.
He's so grateful to feel your weight on his back and not in his stomach.
“I feel heavy actually, you say it's your fault?”
You huff, and your heel taps playfully on his thigh. He pinches you lightly, affectionately.
You are alive, he wants you to be alive. There is no one in the world who could look at his melancholy and smile as you do, marveling at a monstrous beauty.
What criminals you and he are, walking off into the night, away from the eyes of the world, leaving behind the trail of sinful blood.
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vinsportgar · 9 days
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"you're like me,
you have that same emptiness."
colors are shit.
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kyanitedragon · 3 months
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So that was a fucking lie
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apollodarling-writes · 8 months
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Ayato Kirishima with a Dove! Reader Hcs
cw: canon-typical violence mentioned, it's been about a year since I've watched tokyo ghoul so some things might be inaccurate, set during/after kaneki was haise, SPOILERS FOR THE END OF TOKYO GHOUL: RE, borderline stalking mentions (ayato wants to make sure the reader can be trusted), enemies to friends to lovers type beat, mutual pining
Ayato Kirishima would not like you at first. Let's be honest here, the Doves use the deceased Ghoul's Kakuhou to make their Quinque. Ayato would hate your guts.
You'd initially been placed on the Quinx squad to more closely observe Haise, or as the Doves know him- Kaneki Ken. You'd never really liked the Doves and had hopes that during your lifetime there would be a rebellion so that Ghouls would be able to live freely and would be accepted socially.
When Haise regained his memories and became Kaneki Ken again, you’d damn near begged him to allow you to be his insider.
You’d meet with Kaneki in secret with his new team, Goat, to go over plans and feed them information.
Initially they were all wary of you, and Ayato had expressed a very clear disagreement with allowing you to join. Fortunately, Kaneki stepped up and explained your situation to the entirety of Goat.
Ayato was initially very, very rude to you. Most of it was passive-aggressive, but it was obvious that he didn’t like you. Especially when you’d confronted him and he said as much.
Ayato kept a close watch on you, expressing his distrust and borderline stalked your movements. When he was sure that you could be trusted, he stepped back and apologized for his behavior.
As time went on, yourself and Ayato slowly became friends. The two of you worked together to take down the CCG, finding that you made a good team, and thus your relationship improved greatly.
The two of you slowly fell in love after CCG was dissolved, often spending time under the stars and talking about anything and everything; Telling stories of the past, reminiscing, and enjoying each other’s company.
You and Ayato often went on walks or hikes, or even spent some time just watching tv in one of your apartments. When one of you wanted to train, the other would be the sparring buddy- honing skills together, offering advice, and critiquing techniques.
When he would accidentally hurt you during training, he would immediately inspect your wound and bandage it with shaking fingers and his lips pressed into a thin line. He hates hurting you or seeing you hurt. He’s always careful to not hurt you, but sometimes it’s inevitable and he feels absolutely awful. You’ll have to cheer him up or he’ll sulk for the rest of the week.
When the two of you would meet up, he would bring you your favorite snack and your favorite drink and you would do the same. It became a tradition of sorts after you brought him snacks for the first time.
He’s a tsundere, so when you start picking up on his new behavior, he will adamantly deny any sense of attraction to you. Naturally, he’ll be blushing and averting his eyes- he’s kind of obvious <33
Eventually, Kaneki and Touka will force him to confess because they can’t stand seeing the two of you evade each others’ advances anymore. It became painful for the both of them.
When Ayato confesses, he simply shoots you a text, telling you to meet him at the regular spot at the regular time out of the blue.
Ayato will show up with flowers in hand and a blush on his face and say, “…i’m in love with you.”
Of course, he would avoid eye contact with you because he’s flustered and he’s afraid that you don’t feel the same. He’s oblivious.
When you accept his confession, he’ll pick you up and spin you around, then lay on the grass with you and hold you close to him. He’s over the moon!
Ayato as a lover is super gentle and will absolutely communicate everything to you. He’s your lover and best friend.
He’s also super protective of you. Should you be in danger, he’s there in the blink of an eye.
Also has Touka teach him how to cook human food so that he can wake you up with a tray of breakfast and cook you something yummy when you come home from work.
Ayato as a lover >>>>
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maddyguru · 11 months
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Tw: incest, non con, forced blowjob, mentioned rape, mentioned loss of virginity, post non con situation, evil!kaneki, angst DO NOT PROCEED IF YOU'RE UNDER 18+
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You let out a shriek as soon as you saw him. Niisan stared at you, after a few minutes passed, he smirked while his gaze stayed on little old you; his younger sister.
You cower even more, shrinking yourself hoping to hide from his eyes, but to no avail. There's no way to run. If you want to run, you need to pass him. You looked down at your own feet, not wanting to see him.
"oh come, on. After all that, you don't wanna look at your niisan?"
You tried so hard to not let out a cry and give him the satisfaction. But you're shaking like a leaf; he raped you. He raped you. Which part of it is consent? Why does he speak of it as if the both of you just finished making love?
How can a brother raped his own flesh and blood?
"now, now, y/n. Be a good girl and suck my dick. I miss that pussy so much, i wanna try the mouth-pussy next. You don't mind, do you pumpkin?"
Fuck, he even use that nickname he has for you. How could he? How... How can kaneki be so evil? How can he bring himself to violate the trust and bond they both have for each other?
You let out a cry when you're forced on your knees and confronted with his cock once more. Standing up and hitting your face, you can't help but feel disgusted.
You turned away slightly, crying. "Come on, put it in your mouth!" He grabbed the back of your head, forcing you to choke pathetically instantly; it is your first time having a cock inside. It's not your fault.
Forcing your head back and forth to please him, you gripped his thigh for support, sobbing and blubbering with spits from so much force. Until he finally comes, it reminds you of the way he shoots his semen into your poor pussy; it's still sore , you thought as you remembered how he defiled your virgin and untouched pussy.
He lets you go, laughing softly as you hunched forward and coughed.
"clean yourself up, you look like a mess."
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Feel free to send me thirst 🩷
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succulent-mud · 8 months
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Long time ago I saw this post of self-insert in tg??, I think it was from tatatatatara? and I wanted to participate but couldn't in the moment so I'm doing it now.
Partially thinking to be half-ghoul or plain ghoul, disscussing it later with the 2 k Rotisse Chicken in my fridge.
In my most honest thought, I'd be living like an opossum/rat because I don't feel I would be aple to pass like a human most of the time, so living like an opossum is. Ghoul name?? Also possum because doves sees him hanging upside down like that possum myth.
Do bites.
Sneaks in every place possible too.
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nerosdayinanime · 7 months
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if i do go w sakonji being the owner im gonna pull that naruto gag for kakashi where every image of his face is perfectly obscured by some random object
leaf. bird. a large beetle. some paper flying in the wind. light glare. someone walking in front of him. a bag of coffee thrown across the shop. someone else's hair. speech bubbles. him facing the other way. etc
#kny x tokyo ghoul au#urokodaki sakonji#m tryna think abt how to change the storyline enough to fit w new characters#^silly idea that popped up while i was doing that#i think im gonna go with tanjuro died- kie overworked herself- nezuko was caught in a horrible (orchestrated) accident tanjiro found her in-#she gets ghoul organ transplant and goes home- its a slower transition than in tkg first she gets sick of human food then after a bit#the taste catches up and she stops trying to eat entirely- tanjiro's extremely worried abt her health yadda yadda- she loses herself to#hunger and goes out- tanjiro follows her worried- she stumbles across the temple demon who attacks her-#tanjiro tries to attack him from behind but gets knocked away- giyuu kicks the ghoul's head off- tanjiro immediately#covers nezuko with his own body and begs him not to hurt thema- giyuu takes pause and sniffs. noticing tanjiro's human. also noricing how#hes protecting a ghoul- yadda yadda he ends up bringing them both to coffee shop where sakonji gives nezuko a package and sends them#off with a 'come back whenever you need more'- tanjiro is kinda. in denial. not really processing.#nezuko asks if shes a monster now and his heart breaks. he couldnt believe that no matter what.#he swears she'll never be a monster to him and he'll always be by her side- they get jobs (nezukos 'job') at coffee place#im thinking maybe shinobu to take up touka's place storywise? shes (passive)aggressive towards them (& giyuu<3)#need to rewatch the first 3 eps i skipped them (dumb move) but im also thinking enmu as Sir Freakass#dont know how im gonna integrate genya now#i think i can give him & sanemi touka & ayato's line w genya being. aggressive but not as actively hostile as sanemi#originally i was gonna make him halfsies like nezuko (might still? need some ccg bitches in here) w sanemi as a dove#something something theres NO communication. everyone believes tanjiro is completely clueless except for giyuu & sakonji. when they start#working at the coffee shop everyone hides the ghoul shit from tanjiro (enabling him to stay in denial) up until enmu kidnapps him to#lure nezuko. her and shinobu beat his ass then shino tries to kill him since he Knows but when he looks at her staring him down#with black&red eyes poised to kill him he just calls her beautiful. stops her in her tracks and he notices the carnage & panics over nezuko#broken winged butterfly who stared kindness in the eye.#problem is that part was supposed to be the time genya saw tan&nezu and chilled out. if i do That^ thn i dont know how ill get to there#dont know how id shove genya anywhere in there in the first place but. whatever ill figure it out#this is fun tho#also gonna differentiate between like. character replacements w orig storyline & characters in that worldbuilding#like the KNY Clan au is its own story shit but with naruto mechanics while this is Tokyo Ghoul story but w KNY characters. KNYxTokyo Ghoul#ive thought abt it a few times but if i started replacing naruto characters w kny ones id label it different from ckan au. KNYxNaruto. yk?
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prpfs · 16 days
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🦂hello lovelies ! 19+ here, and would prefer my partners to be around the same age!! I’m looking for new rp partners who are okay with playing the Male role for a MxF role play!!
fandom or fandom less are both welcome, I have ocs I’m dying to use for both!!
fandoms:
* demon slayer
* Tokyo ghoul
* Naruto
* The last of us.
I would be okay with doing an rp with any of these fandoms!! cc x cc, oc x cc, and oc x oc are all accepted :))
* I am looking for people who are okay with dark/angsty themes! like gore and violence, or just taboo topics in general
* We can build a plot that we like together!!
* I am semi literate to literate so I can write anywhere between 6-8 paragraphs depending on the information given.
* smut/nsfw is accepted as well!! I prefer about a 40/60 smut to plot ratio!
* This rp will be solely on discord, so like this and I’ll reach out to you with my discord user!
- Characters in Naruto I’m okay with playing against:
* shikamaru
* Gaara
* Itachi
* Kakashi
* Shikaku
* Sasuke
* Sai
* Ocs!!
- demon slayer
* Inosuke
* Obanai
* Sanemi
* Akaza
* Ocs!
- the last of us
* oc x oc
* Oc x Joel miller
- Tokyo ghoul
* oc x oc!!
like this and I’ll reach out to you! 🦂
like if you're interested and op will reach out
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𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓
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I am currently looking for CC x OC, long-term roleplay partner. I’m okay with doubles.
Fandoms I Roleplay for: Demon Slayer, Jujutsu Kaisen, Hunter x Hunter, Death Note. There will be a star next to which ones I would like to roleplay the most.
Other fandoms I Roleplay for: My Hero Academia, Chainsaw man (just started).
Who I want my roleplay partner to play for me:
Demon Slayer: Tengen Uzui/Akazaz
Jujutsu Kaisen: Toji Fushiguro/Sukuna/Nanami Kento.
Hunter x Hunter: Silva Zoldyck/Illumi Zoldyck/Hisoka Morrow.
*Death Note: L Lawliet.
My Hero Academia: Mr. Compress/Twice.
*Blue Lock: Ego, Ryuusei.
Tokyo Ghoul: Uta/Suzuya/Yomo.
Haikyuu!: Sakusa, Ushijima, Kuroo, Kenma
Chainsaw man: Denji, Aki, Kishibe
Please like this or message me here and we can discuss plots and such.
Rules:
•Yandere/Dark themes are accepted.
•I will not accept any of the following: Beastiality, Incest, Pedophila, Scat, Piss, Or anything involving feet.
•Please be 18+ I do not Roleplay with minors.
•If you want to double up I expect fairness and equal effort for both sides.
•I am ghost friendly however let me know if you need a break.
•Lets have fun and both contribute.
•I only accept Adv. Lit - Novella.
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b0ring-n4m3 · 2 years
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“No ghoul shall pass V-14”
{"Owls" by @marble-wolf , ch 14}
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cieloislove · 10 months
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hii somehow new to this app despite being chronically on the internet since age 11 but i've no idea how to use any of it </3 would love to make 18+ friends who share intrests with me! 🎀♡
i like black butler, genshin impact, tokyo ghoul (especially the :re part of it), attack on titan, south park, identity v as well as demon slayer! PLEASE BE MY FRIEND I PROMISE IM NICE!!! lots of love in my heart atm and i need mutuals to spread it over to /hj
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nightmaretheif · 10 months
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So i wanted to make another investigator for my Tokyo Ghoul Ocs, someone to rival Yae as such xD Meet Riona.
She is someone who is definitely against Ghouls existing and finds humans who sympathise or get into relashionships with them disgusting.
She probably has a reason besides just hating them (i haven't created a back story for her yet), but i like how she turned out :)
oc (c) Nightmaretheif
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kyanitedragon · 3 months
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Touka and Yomo smiling at Kaneki 🥺
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shadowstar1919 · 2 years
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Danny Phantom, Tokyo Ghoul, Constantine: City of Demons (Cartoon) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Danny Fenton/Sam Manson, Danny Fenton & Tucker Foley & Sam Manson, Kaneki Ken | Sasaki Haise/Kirishima Touka, Kaneki Ken | Sasaki Haise/Kirishima Touka/Nagachika Hideyoshi Characters: Danny Fenton, Sam Manson, Tucker Foley, Jazz Fenton, Kirishima Touka, Kaneki Ken | Sasaki Haise, Nagachika Hideyoshi, Original Characters, John Constantine Additional Tags: Danny Fenton Needs A Hug, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Blood and Injury, Blood and Gore, Violence, Vivisection, Character Death, Ectoplasm, Why Did I Write This?, I Don't Even Know, This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things, No Sex, John Needs A Hug Summary:
What would happen if the main character his best friend and his girl friend from Tokyo ghoul ran into the trio from Danny phantom. All the while being hunted/observed by John Constantine.
@myghostlyobsessions my annoying co-author. Also why chapters are short. 
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usagimen · 8 months
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                                                @grievice :        [ SCAR ] // from Amon !!
           The comfortability of familiarity grew with one another. Where she once thought it impossible to live in shared proximity; there was now and understanding the chatter between them ate away the lonely core. Laundry, fresh with a hint of floral that wafts from the fabric, she hangs each linen sheet carefully while humming about. The monotony of a boring life that many bemoan, ghouls excite in it, at least some do. Classes, work schedules, lunch with friends, everything that felt normal while enticing a faux security that they belonged in this scornful world. Sayuri was not immune to the lull, her slender frame that moved about quietly as if to not disturb the slumbering form nearest to her. Warm fabric that was enticing as she hummed pleasantly, lifting up the old shirt she wore && discarding it to the side. The gaping scar that is somewhat red, coiling around her ribcage as if kissing the tender flesh that was torn apart.
    Quietness that lingers in her gaze as she recalls the memory, doves are a nuisance, even the one’s who spew their moral conviction. Iron with an indomitable will, Alice’s pale blue dress was stained red just like her maw tearing away && desperately trying to claw her way through. She vanishes, the constant words at the shining club are the same, Alice is prone to fleeing when the world becomes too much, she wants to escape && never to be found. Maybe, she was busy in movement, free whenever her body contorted && all her thoughts were set ablaze. Bottles of blood red wine that taste similar to molten honey, gentle cooing that echoed as a familiar hand stroked her face; you should have taken his arm for that slight.
       Sayuri never had it in her, the complexity for such violence that was needless, trying to fill the gaping void within one’s chest for a sense of purpose, instead she licked her wounds && laughed. Suddenly, warm fingertips cause her to jump, looking back wide eyes flicker as she chirps, “H-hey! I thought you were sleeping…” round cheeks that soon puff outwards, could he sense her distress? The endless torrent of the abyss she found herself within, a flame to claw herself out of the nocturnal glory that suffocated her. It was lonely, wasn’t it? Between the persona she played of the noble rich girl who ran as fast as she could, to the shining queen of the sultry lounges, Alice was nothing more than an illusion conjured up by a dream.
       He was stiff, rigid, couldn’t understand when she spoke in a flirtatious manner or to the point, charming in such a way that made her genuinely laugh && her heart ached when he spoke of the truth; a pretty smile with a sadness like no other. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up, I was trying to handle the rest of the chores” he still touches her as if she was made of glass, ready to shatter into thousands of shards, always plagued with the anxiety it could vanish. Her silhouette would mend, she always believed this when crimson ran down her hands, barely blemished but this one remained.
        As if to taunt her she thought, when his ghost would come to haunt her as if to convey; always late to speak, burdened with regret. The fabric in her hands drops as she looks away, adornments that are laced into the skin glimmering, delicate lace in soft hues, tendrils of black that cascade downwards as she is overwhelmed. Warm kisses, enough that she assumed anymore would cause her to melt, how could he ever be this kind? On the tip of her heels, she leans to embrace him, trembling as her voice grows low barely that of a whisper; a secret she’s held. “You knew everything before I could even speak, Koutarou, you should have chased the rabbit instead of me” the wolf would find her, still reigning over wonderland && unable to flee as she found harmony beside him. Plush lips that brush against his neck, she murmurs against him, tracing her hands where she believed the bond between them started.
            “How reckless, I should still be furious && yet, we took a piece of one another - I could never forget you because of it”
prompts that make you go 👀(accepting)
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