#Tgs Monster au

[shadow-yato]

Meeting their great grandfathers! (TGS x MH)

[yourfavouritefighter]

two doodles i couldn’t smush into the upcoming posts scheduled

[veganpepperoni]

New wordgirl au! - The Glass Scientists (TGS) Au!! (Original page under cut)

TW: Blood, strangle mention, implied emeto

[pizza-tower-twisted-tower-au]

Here is some art i did for the TT!TGS au!

[currently-tired]

guys. i have. another tgs au 4 you guys <3

this time, inspired by all those wing au’s, and demons. angel and demon symbolism.

here’s the overview;

Each person is born with an animal attribute that speaks to their future; their personality, omens, etc

To the horror of his protestant parents, Jekyll’s traits were demonic; long horns, wings, and clawed nails. Bright red eyes.

(Wings that were half demonic, but also angelic. Jet black, with a clawed frame. But also with fluffy, soft layered feathers.)

From a young age, these things were suppressed. (Nails and horns filed off. Wings bound. The eyes, unable to be hidden, had to remain, which they did not like.)

Jekyll doesn’t mind the traits at first, but he doesn’t have a choice about whether to keep them or not. He grows to despise them. (Who wouldn’t? When they were always called bad, evil, sinful, something to be hidden away…)

High society expects repression of these traits and the behaviors centered around them (When the standard of high society is someone polite, as human as possible, and restrained, it is not very gentlemanly to be growling at others hmm?) which Jekyll took to well, seeing as he already had to do that.

-Brings new light to Jekyll’s statement of ‘even I have monstrous thing about me!’

-Hyde lets themself show those traits. Cuts holes in their shirts to let their wings out and stretches them out, lets his nails grow out and even paints them, and lets their horns show.

From first sight, everyone knows he’s trouble, and he loves that.

(Hyde is about showing the things they were forced to hide. Those things he repressed, but always wanted to show. So he laughs at that fear! Laughs joyfully! They don’t have to hide anymore! Their wings don’t have to cry out to open at the end of the day! They don’t have to get an annoying crook in them! and no more fighting against a file to get their horns as flat and unnoticeable as possible! he’s having a great time!)

But this also causes Hyde to desperately avoids Lanyon; traits are far to similar to Jekyll’s, who both Hastie and Henry believe is unique. (It’s not, but certainly rarer than others.)

that’s what I have so far!

i have art for this one, which i’ll post if i can get it formatted properly. (NOTES APP!!!- *shakes fist*)

[londonsfinestscientists]

The count down starts! 14 hours until the first day of Lodgetember!

Friends, folks, pals, chums, the Lodgetember team is proud to announce the 2024 calendar… DRUM ROLL PLEASE!!!

Each day will be celebrated with the following prompt given to you, and for anyone who cannot read the calendar, I’ve prepared a list of the days and prompts below under the cut <3

We’re so excited for this new TGS community celebration, the team has put together a series of days for everyone to celebrate their favorite lodgers and all of them in general, allowing you to put them in different, fun prompt situations throughout all of September. If you have any questions about Lodgetember, you can refer to our ask box! We’ll be happy to answer your questions and comments. We only want to spread creativity and positivity in this community! Please be kind to everyone participating, we’re excited to see what you all make, thank you everyone!!!!

Most notably, thank you @arythusa for making such a wonderful comic that helped us make this event possible

- The Lodgetember Crew Kitty and Leon 💜🦇

Day 1: Mosley

Day 2: Griffin

Day 3: Head-canons

Day 4: Ito

Day 5: Tweedy

Day 6: Ships

Day 7: Pennebrygg

Day 8: Cantilupe

Day 9: Modern

Day 10: Doddle

Day 11: Flowers

Day 12: Fluff

Day 13: Archer

Day 14: Bird

Day 15: Exhibition

Day 16: The Unnamed Lodgers

Day 17: Helsby

Day 18: Pets

Day 19: Chabra

Day 20: Luckett

Day 21: Experiments

Day 22: Maijabi

Day 23: Bryson

Day 24: Celebration

Day 25: Lavender

Day 26: Sinnett

Day 27: AU (Alternate Universes)

Day 28: Tanis

Day 29: Jasper

Day 30: Monsters

[tonejo4ever]

Here you have more TGS Beauty and the Beast AU. Now with Robert being protected by his beast

I remember those concepts and panels about abstract Hyde, and I think he can turn into a wild monster at times when he feels intense emotions in this version, represented in the form of him.

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As you can see, I don't do things in order at events, this comes while I'm going to inspire.

I don't have much to say, I need to organize ideas. What do you want for the next scene? :3 This could be from the Disney movie or another version, or an original scene.

[screams-of-the-damned84]

I’m completely obsessed with your TGS swap au. I need to know more!! How does Jasper’s werewolfness work? Does he have any control over his wolf form? Does he have to run away/lock himself up/etc bc he’ll attack people? Or does it just need like, enrichment and some snacks?? Does he see it in mirrors like Jekyll/Hyde? Does Rachel still bake? Maybe just as a hobby? How does Lanyon react to Hyde?? Is he just like aw hell yeah, second boyfriend to woo? Or is he offput by him so Hyde tries to woo Lanyon instead. What triggers Jekyll/Hyde’s transformations? Is it just random or emotion based or a secret third thing? Sorry for all the questions lmao!! Love your art!!!

EEEE ANSWER TIME!! :]

this might be a lil long so putting it under cut wbsvgegd

• jasper’s werewolfness! I’m thinking that the more he can accept that he’s a werewolf, the more control he has over it. however he’s not really doing a great job at the whole “accepting I now might be a monster and everyone might hate/be scared of me because of it” thing so his transformations are much more sporadic. and since he was bitten not that long ago, he’s still a little out of control when he transforms. a little more feral..? it really depends on his emotional state when going into his transformation. it’s not so much an alter ego/separate state of mind like hyde is in canon but more like a uncontrollable release of his emotions, so I don’t think he’d be able to see his wolf form in mirrors (that would be funny tho lol). he would definitely enjoy snacks and enrichment when transformed tho. puppy behaviour.

(I don’t have this entirely fleshed out and if someone else has a better idea, shoot!)

• rachel still bakes!! I’m not really sure if she’s still the society’s main cook or not but she definitely still likes to make snacks and treats for everybody.

• lanyon tried flirting with a cute guy he saw only to end up with a surprise two for one deal lmao. he initially went in just trying to woo Henry for shits and giggles but slowly gains more of a real interest/fascination with him over time. lanyon likes jekyll but is *definitely* offput by hyde. however, I think he eventually comes to like them both (in their own very separate ways). i think Robert finds it fun to try and see what tricks work on who and what traits carry over and which ones don’t. learning to love the entirety of his bf thru his two halves <3

• jekyll/hydes transformations i think are a mix of randomness and emotional shifts. they almost have a reverse arc as they do in canon? like they’re super unstable at the start but as they develop the potion and learn to work with one another better they start to have more control over it.

ty for all the questions these were very fun to answer!!! <33 I hope they semi make sense ahwggdgs. and again if anyone has other/better ideas go for it!!

[pessimisticpigeonsworld]

Team Green fanfiction will always show Rhaenyra as a sex-crazed monster who abused poor baby Alicent or she's the master manipulator who single-handedly orchestrated Alicent's suffering and left her with PTSD. Oh, and here's a treat: almost every single Rhaenicent fanfic makes Rhaenyra's little lie the driving plot and the sole reason for Alicent's misery or turning Rhaenyra into an abusive partner in modern aus, where she cheats on Alicent, leaving her alone with the kids to go party. Don't even get me started on Aemond x Sansa fanfics where, surprise, surprise, they both hate Dany and Rhaenyra equally and become the pretty perfect King and Queen of Westeros. ( Let's not forget the Ocs who kiss Alicent's ass every chance they get or Jon Snow falling head over heels in love with Alicent because she reminds him of Sansa @_@ )

I really love ao3's filter for this reason lmao. I literally can't stand to scroll through the HOTD fics with everyone's pro-TG shit.

It really shows how fucked their media comprehension is that they believe Aemond would even look at Sansa, let alone "love" her. Also the fact that they're obsessed with Alicent as Rhaenyra's victim is completely ridiculous. Alicent abused Rhaenyra for years, Rhaenyra only ever was angry with her before Alicent declared war on her. Even then Rhaenyra was wayyyyy more understanding than she should've been.

This is the first time I'm hearing about Jon falling in love with Alicent though, and I hate it with every fiber of my being. Jon likes warrior women, those who take control of their lives like Ygritte and Val. In other words the exact opposite of show Alicent.

Of course the reasoning for Jon x Alicent (🤢) is jonsa, those fans will never fail to amaze me with their delusion and stupidity. Their inability to understand the characters they claim to love is hilarious and infuriating.

[maybeiwasjustjade]

In celebration of s2 of HOTD, I have a few fics I plan to publish by the end of the season. Just a little something to hopefully tide us (and my hyper-fixating brain) over the next two years of wait.

However, I have an issue with switching around between works so nothing gets done. Currently, there’s 3 projects in the works, so I want y’all to vote for which one you find most interesting.

They’re all Green-centric, mind you (I just find them more interesting and fun to write and develop 🤷🏻‍♀️):

rivers always reach the sea (rarts):

Multichapter (the ultimate monster fic)

A rewrite of show canon where everything changes, yet ultimately nothing does. Canon diverges from 1x07, that has lasting effects on how the Dance is played out. The children are smarter, more ready, but war comes anyway no matter how hard they try to stop it.

Does include an OC—a second daughter for Alicent, and Aemond’s twin.

Starring Helaegon (but healthier), TGC’s Aegon, an Aemond with Therapy (that isn’t Vhagar), Daeron being important, Maelor existing, overall more prepared TG, shifting alliances (none of the kiddos promise), another Great Council at Harrenhal, even more dragons and dragon lore, a very specific timeline, and OC/Cregan ship.

A ripple into a hurricane/Second of Her Name:

3 chapters (but very long ones)

Set in a world where Alicent birthed 1 son (Aemond) and 3 daughters, thus changing the Dance altogether. A few characters are aged up, and others aged down.

To fix the rift between his family, Viserys orders for f!Aegon and Jace to be betrothed after the events of Driftmark; a marriage date set for after Jace’s 16th nameday. The Dance still happens, but it doesn’t start the same way, or even ends the same.

A chance to take a deep dive into the root of Aegon’s character if he had been born a woman, and without the pressures of his mother and grandfather, or the throne he didn’t want.

Starring Jaceagon (a Mess), Helaemond ft twins, an even more menacing Aemond, Rhaenyra being Rhaenyra, and sweet baby Daeron (whose just there for the vibes (for now))

Valonqar

3 chapters + an epilogue

A post-Dance AU where the Blacks won, and Rhaenyra lived to sit the throne. Jace lives, as do Rhaena and lil Aegon, but everyone else is dead. Aegon is now heir, Rhaena Lady of Driftmark, and Jace the Lord of Dragonstone. Jaehaera is the last of Alicent’s blood that lives

This story delves into how Jaehaera’s life would be like living as a hostage under Rhaenyra’s rule, especially now that her family and faction have been stripped of all names and titles. Jaehaera must learn to live as Jaehaera Hightower—the incest abomination daughter of the Usurper and his sister, in a pit of snakes where almost everyone wants her dead. Fortunately, she finds herself with a few allies that don’t agree with the queen and king consort’s treatment of her.

Also covers Jaehaera’s complicated history and feelings about her family, and the tragedies that befell them.

Though it follows a few notes from canon, ultimately Valonqar is a happy ending story, where Jaehaera gets to reclaim her identity and get long-deserved vengeance.

Edit: I would like to mention that despite the fics being TG-centric, they don’t include TB bashing. Critical of certain, much deserving characters yes, but hopefully written with nuance. Except Daemon. Expect Daemon bashing

[ender-cloud]

Hello! My friend ( @laughaprist ) and I are making this AU and i thought it would be fun to share some art of it!! (We also made a conjoined account for it! @the-valley-scientists )

I need to Redo Temprist and Vincent, But! This is a TGS x Valley Smp AU! Its called The Valley Scientists! You dont need to know anything about Valley Smp to get it dont worry.

Jekyll = Temprist

Hyde = Vincent

Rachel = Bre

Lanyon = Laugh

Jasper = AD

Dr Frankenstine = Osah

Frakenstines Monster = The Drug Apple

We are still figuring out lore and Relations but heres some things we know so far:

Temprist was born with his Odd eye, He used to hide it but as he became a scientist he became more open about it. He attempted to get rid of this eye by making a potion, but instead of it getting rid of the eye it made Vincent (got rid of the part he didn’t like of himself)

Vincent has a hole where Temprist’s eye was hence the eye patch.

Temprist’s eye is a medical mystery, so that’s where Bre comes in, she’s the Valley Societies Nurse, and Bre desperately wants to solve this medical mystery. It makes her a bit overwhelming, always in Temprist’s face and if he just said it made him uncomfortable she would back off but he Dosent because he doesn’t want to hurt her feelings.

Thats all we’ve figured out so far so heres some more doodles:

I tried my best with the image descriptions

[shadow-yato]

Can you draw Rachel baking Holt some cookies? :-)

He’s very excited! 🍪 Ty for the ask anon!

[lemonlinelights]

HIIII I have an au idea and I can't stop thinking about it- SO like I recently re-read the glass scientists AND I've also been watching Dungeon Meshi (started the manga last night) and both stories have this idea of souls being mailable but it's incredibly dangerous and taboo to do sO

THE AU IS:

Henry Jekyll in his attempts to split his soul has an accident* and his soul becomes mixed with a Green Dragon (it's green instead of red you see where this is going)-

Henry Jekyll is now a chimera au where the HJ7 is to maintain a more human form.

Edward Hyde was a dragon that is now stuck as a human and hangs around Jekyll until things are fixed so he can be a dragon again.

This features Henry dealing with monster instincts and Edward having to deal with having human emotions and a human conscience.

*the accident is that Henry thought the dragon didn't already have a soul so it could easily carry what he wants to get rid of in his soul. Spoiler: He was wrong (but also sort of not) it works but instead he swaps pieces of the dragons soul with his.

Also I think a funny setback could be that Henry and Edward can't be far away from each other for too long without their mismatched souls falling apart. (I imagine this isn't a problem with Falin or Izutsumi cause they share the same body with their monster souls)

I am unsure of what the setting should be? Like the idea of Dungeons (or maybe just dragons) could slide into tgs universe BUT taking all the tgs characters and thinking about what would be different if they lived in the dungeon meshi universe is so much fun!

LIKE! "I have to be perfect" Jekyll traveling through the Dungeon with "I just want to be a dragon again" Hyde in hopes of finding a cure. Who knows what they might run into and what friends party members they'd gain along the way?

How they both learn to be human but in very different ways.

JUST AAAA I CANT stop thinking about this and what hijinks and adventures there would be

LIKE ROBERT?? Please tell me how you think Robert fits into all this like I can't think of a solid idea T-T (I can see the other Lodgers though as other dungeon adventurers)

Also Zosi is there❤️

[harleyquilts-fanfic]

Bloodied Lips (TouKen/KaneTou fanfic)

Summary: A TouKen Vampire Au for @toukenweek, where Kaneki is saved by a mysterious stranger after being attacked by a vampiric being one night.

Words: 4203~

Notes: I'm a lil late for the Vampire Au, but I hope this contribution still counts! This was an au I had a strange amount of fun with, though I guess it's because it's so similar to TG itself. Anyway, I hope y'all enjoy!

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Kaneki was never religious, nor did he believe in any kind of God or Devil. In the past, he would offer a prayer or two at a shrine during New Years, though these ‘prayers’ were nothing more than brief moments of reflection and hope for the future. Prayer was nothing more than a traditional obligation, though he would not go as far as to say such things aloud. It was easy, then, to see the supernatural as nothing more than a fantasy conjured up in the minds of humanity’s superstitious ancestors. 

Even so, whenever he came across a ghost or ghoul in one of his many novels, he found himself unnerved and discomforted by their presence. He was not afraid, per se, but there was something unsettling about these monsters as they hunted their prey in human forms. And when these victims are cornered and forced to face their devourers, their humanity would shed away and their monstrous bodies would emerge. Large fangs that protruded from their hanging jaws, sunken eyes that emitted a reddish glow, and their elongated limbs that stretched into gnarled claws. They’d lean in close and feed on the human’s fear as they confront the unavoidable finality of their painful deaths. It was a fear Kaneki never wanted to experience, even if he knew such monsters were nothing more than fiction. 

Kaneki shut his book as he finished another chapter from Takatsuki’s most recent work. He nodded approvingly and took a sip from his coffee, his eyes glancing towards the time. He was supposed to meet Hide, but it would seem that he was running late. Kaneki shrugged and checked his phone, seeing a message from Hide telling him that he has another delivery to make before he can finish his shift. Placing his phone aside, he took another sip and opened his book again, eager to continue onto the next chapter. 

“Oh my,” Kaneki hears a woman say, followed by a lighthearted giggle. “Is that Takatsuki’s new novel?”

Looking up, Kaneki’s eyes meet a stranger standing by his table - a woman with long, silky hair, pale skin, plump lips, and eyes with long, thick eyelashes and a deep, violet colour. She was also dressed in a long-sleeved dress that hugged her hourglass figure, a cardigan draped over her shoulders. With her glasses, posture, and the soft humour in her expression, along with the smoothness of her voice, there was an erotic sophistication to her that immediately left Kaneki breathless. He gulped and felt his cheeks become warm at the sight of this stranger, and he nodded shakily, showing her the cover. 

“Oh, I love Takatsuki!” She clapped her hands together and grinned. “And this new novel - what do you think?” 

“W-Well–” Kaneki, flustered, scratches the back of his head as he struggles to decide where to look. “Like a-all of t-their works, it surprises m-me how unique their s-stories are.” He cringes as he continues to stutter over his words and he offers an uneven smile, his ears hot. “I am always i-impressed by their d-dark imagination.” 

“I know! I feel the same way.” The stranger then flinches and playfully knocks on her head with an apologetic smile. “Ah, how rude of me. I should introduce myself first.” She offers him a small bow, her hair falling forward. Kaneki gulps again as he smells the woman’s sweet aroma. “My name is Rize Kamishiro.”

Rize. Rize Kamishiro. Her name, spoken with the soothing caress of her voice, lingers in his mind while he clears his throat. “My name is Ken Kaneki.” His heart flutters wildly against his chest. “It is a pleasure to meet you.” 

“Oh, no no.” She giggles, like a musical chime. “The pleasure is all mine.”

From behind the counter, Touka glares as she catches Rize watching and smirking at her from the corner of her eye. 

He’s mine. 

. . .

Kaneki gasps and writhes on the ground, gripping his neck. Blood drips over his scuffed knuckles and down his arm. Red stains begin to spread down his white, torn sleeves, with droplets dripping down onto the ground below. He gasps again and crawls forward, an intense burning sensation coursing through his veins. Rize watches him from a small distance away, blood streaks across her cheeks and dripping from her reddened lips. She slowly licks her lips, lapping up the blood, and grins, with fangs protruding from her upper lip. Kaneki continues to crawl at a slow pace and from behind, he can hear Rize’s footsteps as she quickly closes in on him. 

“My, Kaneki, what a pathetic sight you are.” She giggles, pressing a finger against her chin and tilting her head to one side. “Keep crawling. Cry out in pain. Give me more to feed on.”

She then leans forward and grabs his scalp with her sharpened nails, pulling him up so that he can see the red shimmer in her eyes and the narrowing of her pupils. Kaneki winces and struggles vainly against her grip, his legs too weak to carry his weight. She throws her head back and laughs, slamming him onto the ground and straddling his back. There is a ringing in his ears as his body falls limp against her weight.

“Humans are so laughably weak.” She continues, her lips brushing against his ear. He can hear the dangerous sharpness in her voice. “So naive, so clumsy. It was almost too easy to catch you on my web.” She leans back for a moment, her hand still holding onto his head. “You’d make an excellent thrall. Perhaps I’ll make you my slave.” She laughs again and Kaneki wheezes against the cold ground. She shakes her head, smiling. “It’s tempting, but my appetite would never allow it. No worries, sweetie, you should be proud you even made it this far.”

She twists his head to one side and exposes his bloodied neck. Revealing her enlarged fangs once again, she leans forward for one final bite. Kaneki shuts his tired eyes, his ears flooded with the sound of his racing heart. 

It was then that he felt Rize's grip loosen, the weight on his back lifted. Cracking one eye open, he hears Rize’s muffled screams behind him, along with the scuffle of footsteps and the collision of bodies. And then there was a sudden silence. Kaneki shut his eyes again and heard someone walk towards him, and he silently hoped that it was his mysterious saviour. Or perhaps it’s another monster, Kaneki thought to himself, wanting to laugh at his misfortune. 

A hand is pressed against his cheek and then below his nose before being drawn back again. His body, now weak and frail, is turned onto his back, and he winces as the streetlight above shines over him. He opens his heavy eyelids and squints, the person standing over him a dark shadow against the light. 

“What–” A wheezy cough escapes him as he tries to speak, the taste of iron coating his mouth. “Who are you?” He murmurs.

“The venom is already taking effect, I don’t know if I can suck it back out in time.” The stranger, who sounded like a woman, knelt down to his side and turned his neck so that Rize’s bite was facing him. “This will hurt for a moment. Just…rest for a while.”

And with that, she leans down and sinks her teeth over the bite wound. Kaneki flinches and weakly raises an arm to push her off, but she places a hand onto his chest and pushes him back onto the ground. He feels the blood being sucked away from his body and a warmth begins to spread from the wound until it starts to become a burning heat. And as he groaned against the pain, his body grew limp once again and his thoughts faded into a blank nothingness of unconsciousness. 

The woman, Touka, opens her mouth and pulls away, a line of blood falling away between her lips and his skin. Wiping her mouth, she checks his pulse. A slow, steady heartbeat. She sighs and presses her palm against his forehead, which was still slick with a cold sweat. His temperature seemed relatively cold, though it was difficult to make any judgments after being attacked in the middle of the street at night. It would be best to take him somewhere safe, she decided and she stood back up, licking the blood off her hand. 

A small distance away, Rize’s body convulsed as the blood continued to trickle away from the slice across her neck. Such a wound wouldn’t kill her - Touka knew this - but it would be a while before she fully healed from so much blood loss. Touka hoped that she would use that time to rethink her future hunts before playing with her food. 

“Right,” she looked back down at the young man she had seen earlier and she nudged him with her foot. “What should I do now…”

. . . 

Kaneki was haunted by a stream of nightmarish dreams of being chased down alleyway after alleyway, with some being deadends, and others to narrower alleys that Kaneki forced himself to squeeze through. All the while, he heard Rize’s wicked laughter following him from behind, taunting him with words that seemed to cut into his skin and slow him down. Still, he desperately pushed onwards, even if he knew there was no escape from her predacious gaze. 

And then, finally, he awoke with a gasp. He blinked through the tears in his eyes and they rolled down his cheeks, which were already damp with sweat. He rubbed his eyes and tried to sit up, only to find that his body was much too heavy and his energy very much depleted. He tried again, pushing himself up with his elbows, and he whimpered as his body protested with sudden shocks of twisting pain. His arms trembled while he looked around, Kaneki breathing heavily. He was in a dark room he did not recognise, though it seemed like a basement of sorts. His bed, which seemed to be a camping cot, was pushed to the corner of the room, a desk with an old computer in front of his bed, a sofa against the back wall, and a stack of different boxes to its side. The walls and floors were grey concrete slabs and there was only one light hanging above. 

Leaning back, he then notices an I.V drip to his side and lifting his hand, he sees the needle taped on. Gasping, he then reaches for his neck, which was covered with a gauze and medical tape pressed tightly around. There must have been some kind of painkiller in the I.V, since he couldn’t feel any sort of pain when pressing the wound. But then why does my body ache so much, he wonders and he leans to his side with a grimace. What happened that night, he continues to think to himself, was all of that real? Rize, a vampiric beast, and a good samaritan who intervened. What happened afterwards - Kaneki is less certain of. There’s so much to consider, so many questions that needed answers, but even so, Kaneki could only think of the exhaustion that was washing over his body and threatening to drag him back into the realm of sleep. 

When he opened his eyes once again, the room was lit up with a dim light and a blurred figure stood a small distance away with their back facing him. He winced and reached up to rub the sleep from his eyes, and hearing him, the stranger looked over their shoulder and turned to him. He wanted to sit up and ask them a plethora of unanswered questions, but fatigue weighed heavily against his body and he found himself fighting to keep his eyes open. 

“Are you awake?” The stranger asked, their voice muffled in his ears. He gave them a weary nod. “I want to make sure you have something to eat before you fall back to sleep again.” They knelt beside his cot and held up a plastic bottle with a straw and held it to his lips. He couldn’t see what was inside the drink, but the pain of hunger urged him to take a sip before he could muster the strength to ask. “Drink. It’ll give you your strength back.”

Taking a sip, his mouth was coated with a thick, sweet-tasting liquid that washed away the dryness in his throat. The more he drank, the warmer he felt, and he wondered if he was drinking some kind of soup. It was a nice thought, and an even nicer gesture, he pondered as he continued to drink, remembering the days his mother would feed him freshly made miso soup or porridge whenever he was sick. 

Finishing the drink, he leaned back and looked up to the ceiling, his vision now clear and his hearing sharp. He licked his lips, savouring the sweet taste of the beverage the stranger offered, before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He held it up and noticed a streak of red against his pale skin. He frowned and turned his head towards the stranger, who continued to kneel beside him.

He saw, then, that the stranger was a young woman with black, bob-length hair, her long fringe partially hiding her face, and blue, round eyes that watched him steadily. Her skin seemed all the more pale against her dark hair and dim lighting, as if she were a porcelain doll. It reminded him of Rize, in a way. Right…Rize. He wanted to tell himself that Rize, whatever she may be, was nothing more than a nightmare - a shadow that could do him no harm in the real world. And yet, that fact that he was here, wherever this place may be, was proof enough that something had happened. What exactly that was, he was not confident to say with certainty. For all he knew, the vampirisin he became victim to was nothing more than his mind trying to make sense of whatever had happened that night. Needless to say, he felt that his memories were left in a tangled mess, and the more he tried to make sense of it all, the harder it was to distinguish reality from fiction. 

“Who are you?” He decided to ask first, lowering his hand. The stranger stood up and placed the nearly empty bottle aside, frowning. “Where are we? Why…” He paused, then, taken aback by a sudden realisation. “Why am I not in the hospital? Why take me here?”

“Hold on. I’ll answer your questions.” She grimaced and rubbed the back of her head, muttering to herself. “Let me just…” Her eyes wander as her voice trails off. “Let me change your I.V bag first. Wait here.” 

Kaneki was about to protest with increased urgency, before remembering that he was in the home of this stranger. A basement, even, from what he could see. This stranger may have saved him, if his memories were anything to go on, but he could not say for sure that he was any safer in the hands of this stranger than he was with Rize. Perhaps that was too harsh, he thought for a moment, as the girl gently examined the needle in his hand and unhooked the nearly empty bag of fluids. Still, it was his lack of caution that caused this whole situation in the first place - he could not afford to be careless a second time. And so, as he watched the stranger climb back up the basement stairs, he slowly climbed out from his cot and followed behind. 

His body was not exactly cooperative with his first attempt to move. His knees buckled beneath him and he held onto the desk beside him to hold him up. However, he found that some of his strength gradually returned with each small step he took, and with a deep breath, he forced himself forward. His limbs continued to shake and shudder at first and Kaneki bit his lip to hold back his small cries of pain. He squeezed his eyes shut and breathed heavily through his nose, silently telling himself to make less noise.

Reaching the stairs, he let out another breath as he leaned against the steps and felt the sweat roll down the back of his neck. There was a voice at the back of his head urging him to return to the bed before he was found out, and still, in his panicked state, he kept pushing himself to go further in hopes that, this time, he would succeed in his attempt to escape.

The door on top of the stairs had been partially shut, but not locked, and he stared intently through the gap in the doorway. The thudding of his heart filled his ears as he watched and waited with some distress for the girl to return. But when he reached the top of the stairs, he was quick to slip through the gap and take in his surroundings; it was a regular, plain hallway, with the stairs to the upper floors to his right, and opposite that, a shut door to another room; to his left was what he could only assume was the front door between two archways facing each other. He gulped and crept towards the door, cringing at each slight creak in the floorboards. But he managed to make his way to the door without being caught, and grabbing the door handle, he turned it slowly and prayed that it was somehow unlocked. And as if God had answered his prayers, the door clicked open and Kaneki found himself smiling with great relief as he swung the door open. 

And just as his body was flooded with the warm glow of the evening sun, he found himself struck with a burning sensation that painfully prickled his skin like a spray of acid that trickled over the entirety of his body. He threw his arms up to shield his face and he stumbled back, crying out in pain. Squeezing his eyes shut, he heard the door close and felt immediate relief with the sudden darkness, like a cool breeze had drifted over his blistering wounds. He fell onto his knees, panting, as he let this sensation wash over him. 

“I told you to wait.” Hearing her voice, Kaneki froze, his heart skipping a beat. He slowly looked back and saw the girl standing behind him, holding an I.V bag in her hand. She looked down at him with eyes that now glimmered with a deep red colour. His mouth felt dry as he stuttered out a weak excuse, glancing between her and her hand which was now squeezing the bag. 

“I-I’m sorry.” He stammered with a weak voice. “I was– I panicked.”

She shuts her eyes and heaves out a heavy sigh before placing the bag to one side. She steps forward and Kaneki flinches, pushing himself back against the wall behind him, and he hears the girl click her tongue. Kneeling down, she reaches forward and gently places her hands onto his cheeks, much to his surprise. He tenses up as she brushes her fingers over his skin, carefully moving his head to one side and then to the other as she examines him carefully with her eyes. His eyes widen when he notices that they have now returned to their previously blue colour. He feels his cheeks become warm as she moves even closer to him, suddenly enveloped with her surprisingly floral fragrance. With a slight frown, she leans back and then squeezes his cheeks between her finger and thumb, her eyes narrowed. 

“Um…” Kaneki's voice was muffled as he tried to squeeze out a question. “What are you–”

“Quiet.” She lets go with a small push and brushes back her fringe, rubbing the back of her neck. Standing, she sighs again. “Well, I guess there’s no denying it, but…” She shakes her head and holds out her hand for Kaneki to take, which he does with some hesitance. “I did tell you to wait.”

“I’m sorry, I…” He frowns, then, and looks down at his hands, rubbing his skin with sudden urgency. “What happened? Just a minute ago, it felt like my skin was burning. But looking at it now…” His voice trails away as he examines his arms and touches his neck and face, looking between himself and the door. His eyes then meet the girl’s watchful gaze, and he silently pleads for some answers. Her expression remains unreadable while she watches him slowly piece things together. “Does this have anything to do with Rize? Was what happened that night real?”

“Yes.” She nods. “I tried my best to take the venom out, but it seems it still had some effect on you.”

“Venom? What venom? Am I sick?”

“In a sense.” She tilts her chin up, crossing her arms. “Vampirism. Have you heard of it before?”

He stares at her blankly, and then incredulously. “Are you calling me a vampire? No, that’s–” He paces away from her, his hands clenched together. Images of Rize, the vivid memory of Rize biting into his neck, and the stranger leaning in to do the same - they all flood through his mind at once and he shakes his throbbing head. “Vampire…That’s…no, that can’t be. I…I need to go. I need to find Hide.”

“I can’t allow that. Not yet. It’s too dangerous and–”

“Are you…sick, too?”

His voice was small, but cold, a quivering fear laced between his words. She presses her lips together and nods, and she watches his shoulders drop as he stares deep into her eyes, trying to fathom her entire being within a single, brief moment. She seemed normal enough, he thought, and yet…and yet…

“Why did you bring me here?” He finally asked and the girl looked away for a moment.

“It would have been inconvenient for me if anyone else found you and Rize. That’s all.”

Kaneki lowered his head, not entirely sure what he expected. She had saved his life - he knew that much already. A part of him wanted to show her his gratitude, but his gratitude was overshadowed by the frightening revelation that now consumed his thoughts, like a parasite ready to burst in his skull. He wanted to tear it away, to be rid of all this, and yet, with each passing second, he realised that this was his new reality, whether he liked it or not. 

“How long will I have to stay here?” He asked in a murmur. 

“I don’t know. That will depend on you. I’ll be sure to help you through the new changes the best I can. To be completely honest, I don’t even know just how much of a vampire you really are, though maybe you’re still changing in your physiology. It might be taking longer because only a small amount of venom was ingested into your bloodstream.” Her voice trails off for a moment as she mulls over her thoughts. “We’ll see. But first, I need to make something very clear to you.”

She steps forward then, and Kaneki freezes as she grabs his shoulder with a firm grip, her eyes locked onto his. With his focus on her, his heart begins to quicken while she continues to speak. 

“Like I said before, vampirism is a sickness that must be kept hidden from the public at all costs. I can explain the details later. Just understand that, from now on, the person you were before - a college student, a childhood friend, a loving son - that person no longer exists. They are dead to the world now. Do you understand?”

“Dead?”

She nods, her grip tightening. “Yes. Dead. It is imperative that you know that. That you understand what that means. I’m not just saying this for mine, or even for your sake. If you cherish the people you love, you will keep those ties cut and exist as a nobody while you learn to adjust to the venom. If you cannot do that, or if you refuse to heed my advice,” Her eyes narrow then, her next words spoken with a fearsome finality. “I will not hesitate to kill you.”

A growing dread begins to rise up from Kaneki’s stomach, his legs suddenly weak once again. Still, his eyes remain on hers, and with tears threatening to fall from his eyes, he nods. 

“I understand.” 

“Good.” She loosens her hold on him and lowers her eyes, but keeps her hand on his shoulder for a moment longer before pulling away with a strained silence. “Good.” She repeats, her voice wavering. “Let’s go back down. You need more rest.”

Kaneki wipes his eyes with the back of his hand, sniffling as he follows the girl back down the stairs to the basement. She pauses for a moment before taking the last step, and without turning back to him, she quickly mutters something. 

“My name is Touka, by the way. Touka Kirishima.”

She continues to walk into the room and Kaneki wipes his sore eyes again with a wry smile. “My name’s Ken Kaneki.”

[pizza-tower-twisted-tower-au]

Behold!! Art/page redraws for my TGS (the glass scientists) AU of twisted tower! Featuring the characters of @thatonesimp-e, @yo-kai123 and more!

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Chengxian Tokyo Ghoul verse (MDZS) (I know nothing about Tokyo Ghoul tho so indulge me lol)

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Ace Danmei Day JC pov (MDZS)

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gLADLY!

I could go on a spiel about Tokyo Ghoul considering I was obsessed with it once upon a time but I'll just summarize it by saying it's like this fantastical setting where ghouls (creatures that eat human meat, look very human & can pass off almost flawlessly as human apart from their diet) and humans exist & naturally there is like "war for survival" going on cz both hunt each other. ChengXian AU is set in a concept of ghoul hunter JC & an SS rated ghoul WWX wherein JC is actually tasked to hunt WWX (oh lemme add ghouls usually disguise themselves with masks and codenames so JC doesn't actually know WWX is an SS rated ghoul) & WWX who is "hiding" right in the midst of human civilisation is actually dating JC so he can keep an eye on the Doves (that's what the ghoul hunters are called). Anyway, you can guess it's basically JC trying to hunt down this 'monster' while said monster is literally currently hoodwinking him by being an important part of his life. Eventually they do seriously fall in love, make important discoveries and have a (somewhat) happy ending coz Mido is not THAT cruel. :D [btw TG also has a pretty good commentary on "who is right or wrong" so I think the premise would fit chengxian really well]

For Ace Danmei Day JC pov

It's based on my first ace week fic "Simple Complexities" except from JC's pov and after they decide to ya know confess their weird, slightly confusing but firm feelings re each other that happened in the end of said fic. Mostly, it will be about JC being the one in the same self discovery journey as WWX but especially under some slightly uncomfy societal situations. What is their relationship really? How do you explain queerplatonism to Allos? how do you convince your parents that no, you're not gonna get married coz you're perfectly happy with your not-boyfriend.

TL;DR, JC struggling with labels.

They make it intact by the end! Coz no unhappiness for chengxian in this particular verse!