#tatara x reader

[ha1taniwh0re]

Welcome to Tokyo ghoul Masterlist

Kaneki Ken

(World vs the smartest characters from my masterlist)

[ghoulsbian]

i don't know if this is just because arima and tatara are my favs and i find them very attractive but i would kill for an arima x reader x tatara fanfic.... it'd be like a fresh slice of my favorite kind of cake for me.... oughhh....

[midnightlee25]

Yandere Tatara Totsuka from K Project?

Random Yandere Headcanons: Character headcanons: Tatara Totsuka

Out of all the k project yanderes to have he may be one of the best ones to have. 

Of course, this also depends on how well his darling plays their cards. 

He is a heavily delusional yandere. 

Believing that he and his darling started dating only a short while after their first meeting. 

He is a highly obsessive yandere. 

All his pictures and videos will all be about his darling. 

He loves spending time with them and will always try to worm his way into their day. (Every day.) 

He is very affectionate with his darling which usually is hidden within his friendly nature. 

[shadowstar123]

Need help finding a fic!!!

Its a mikoto suoh x reader/oc (i cant remeber if its reader/oc) fic on fanfiction. Its maybe a 2 or 3 part series. Idk...one of the titles might be something similar to 'Fire Starters'??? Basically, it starts off with them as teenagers hanging out at school. They get their powers. The green queen teaches the red queen and king how to help control each other powers. Fast forward they live at the bar. Reader sings pretty, gets kidnapped. Time skip, reader had a mikoto's kid cute boy. The red clan kinda attacks the place shes staying at without knowing shes there. She sends her son to find his dad. Skip skip skip she manages to calm mikoto s power but got burnt. Skip skip skip they basically parent both their son and anna. Skip skip skip they have twins. Need to move to a new house. The red clan helps them find their new house. Theres a pool scene sometime when she was pregnant. I READ THIS FIC LIKE YEARSSSSSS AGO. I really cant find it on fanfiction anymore. pls send helps

[local-writer]

The characters you see on this list are the ones that I write for!

──・──・・✿ ・・──・──

{Kings}

Mikoto Suoh

Reisi Munakata

Yashiro Isana/Adolf K. Weismann

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

{Red Clansman}

Tatara Totsuka

Izumo Kusanagi

Misaki Yata

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

{Blue Clansman}

Seri Awashima

Saruhiko Fushimi

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

{Silver Clansman}

Kuroh Yatogami

Neko (no smut)

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

{Green Clansman}

Yukari Mishiakuji

[marble-anime]

Consume

Pairing: Ken Kaneki x Reader, mentions of Ayato Kirishima and Tatara x Reader

Summary: After being captured by the Aogiri Tree, Kaneki learns just how cruel ghouls can be. When whispers of what the higher ups kept you around for reach his ears, he offers you a moment of release in an attempt to ease your pain.

Disclaimer: Minors DNI, This follows the plot in the manga

Warnings: mentions of violence, slavery, use of aphrodisiacs, implied noncon, dubcon, unprotected sex, gentle sex, creampie, emotions

Word Count: 2.6k

Kaneki fought the urge to tear his eyes away from the ungodly sight of his blood-soaked hands tangled in a fresh corpse’s organs. He should’ve expected something like this when members of the Aogiri Tree broke into Anteiku and beat him to a pulp. But even after he’d been captured, he was still naive enough to think that he’d be able to find some type of common ground with them. Or at least be given a little mercy, considering one of his captures was none other than his best friend's brother.

It was all just wishful thinking. Touka’s brother was just as deranged as every other Aogiri member despite the fact that he considered himself to be ‘soft’ in comparison. Of course, Kaneki knew that whatever they had planned for him wouldn’t be pleasant, but he didn’t think it would be this bad. Grime built under his nails as he tore apart flesh and muscle, staining his own skin burgundy in the process. The unfortunate victim’s insides turning to sludge between his fingers with the slightest squeeze.

He felt like he was going to vomit. Although the horribly gory sight was enough to make anyone faint, the worst part was the hunger stirring inside him. He’d spent so much time starving himself, trying not to feast on human flesh, that the smell was almost inviting. He clutched onto his morals tightly, the endless string of bodies that he and his fellow captives were expected to pick apart did a good job of reminding him that this was no blessing in disguise but instead the worst imaginable torture for a prisoner of the Aogiri Tree. Unbeknownst to him, the worst was yet to come.

He pulled his gaze away to stop his head from spinning and caught a glimpse of you outside the doorway. You were following closely behind Ayato. Just the sight of you filled him with an immense amount of pity as he recalled his previous conversation with Banjou. When the anti-Aogiri group welcomed him with open arms, Banjou had filled him in on what they knew about each of the higher ups and their schedules. They were planning an escape and Kaneki was in on it from the moment they revealed their strategy.

But you had plagued his mind. You often brought him food just as you did for the other prisoners. A tiny slab of meat was all the Aogiri would allow each of them, it was just enough to keep them alive. You had always been kind to him but it was obvious to anyone that you were miserable. You never spoke unless you were spoken to and even then it seemed as if you were devoid of any personality. There were dark bags under your eyes and you were always shaking, Kaneki couldn’t tell if it was from the weather or malnourishment. Honestly, it might’ve been both. Even in the winter, all you wore was a thin night dress that stopped not even halfway down your thighs. And he doubted that you were being fed any more than the other captives.

He brought you up during one of the meetings thinking that you’d love nothing more than to escape. He hadn’t even known your name at the time but the others knew exactly who he was talking about. Even though he’d truly had the best intentions in mind, the grim expressions on his fellow prisoners’ faces made him think that he’d said something wrong. Banjou told him that even if you did want to escape, it would be almost impossible.

And from there on he explained everything. Your name was Y/N and the reason it would cause so much trouble to try and include you in their escape was because you were nearly always being watched by one of the higher ups. Kaneki remembered Banjou’s exact words, “When Ayato caught Tatara’s eye he was reluctant to join the Aogiri and the chaos he caused among the wards was too much for Tatara to contain so he offered up Y/N as a welcoming gift. He uses her as a pawn to keep Ayato in check.” The implications of what role you played in this organization made his stomach drop, his worries were only confirmed when Banjou added, “They give her regular aphrodisiacs so she can’t resist him. It’s sick.”

Allegedly, you were originally Tatara’s personal plaything before he’d given you to Ayato. Rumors said that even now whenever Ayato left the Aogiri’s base, Tatara would take the time to relieve the needs that the drugs caused you. If anyone was caught gossiping about your connection to Tatara, they would be killed faster than they could even say your name, which confirmed two things. One, that the rumors were more than likely true. And two, that Ayato probably had no idea.

Kaneki sat on the floor by himself as he waited for you to bring him his rations for the day. The manual labor from earlier that day left his arms sore and his stomach hollow. Your footsteps echoed down the hall until you entered the empty room to find Kaneki sitting with his back against the wall. You kneeled beside him and handed him the small chunk of meat wrapped in a cloth.

When he unwrapped his food he felt sick to his stomach. Flashes of how he’d been forced to tear apart lifeless bodies plagued his brain as he wondered which one of the corpses the meat belonged to. For all he knew it could’ve been from one of the bodies that he stripped down to the bone. No matter how hungry he was he couldn’t bring himself to eat something that came from an innocent civilian that was murdered in cold blood.

He looked at you as you were still kneeling beside him. He took in your appearance, your whole body was quivering, your hands were planted on the ground with your thighs tightly pressing themselves together around your forearms, shaky breaths escaped your lips and your pupils were blown wide. You were clearly under the influence of the aphrodisiac but you seemed worse than he had ever seen you before.

Today had been Ayato’s day to leave the stronghold but he was almost sure that the rumors of Tatara having you in Ayato’s absence were true. Perhaps Tatara was too busy to pay you any mind or maybe he was simply denying your needs as a punishment. The thought sent shivers down Kaneki’s spine. What they were doing to you was cruel, scratch that, it was so much worse than cruel. Out of all the prisoners of the Aogiri Tree, you were the one who was suffering the most. They were pumping you full of drugs so they could bend you to their will but when you were left with desires that weren’t even your own to begin with, they didn’t feel like they owed you any type of relief.

He held the meat out to you as he offered, “You can have it if you’re hungry.”

You frantically shook your head and pushed it back toward him, looking almost fearful. He set it on the ground and reached a hand out once again. This time he tucked your hair behind your ear, gently stroking your cheek with his thumb, trying to offer you some type of comfort. You closed your eyes and nuzzled into his hand. The words had stumbled out of his mouth before he had the chance to actually think about what he was saying, “I can help you.”

Your eyes quickly reopened, you were probably shocked by his offer. You stared at him as you thought about what he said. Your unsure gaze was making Kaneki believe that he’d crossed the line. But before he could apologize you leaned in close and softly pressed your lips against his. The kiss was as light as a feather as if the both of you were hesitant and timid.

You pulled away first and laid on your back, flinching at the feeling of the cold floor below you. The end of your nightgown pooled at your waist as you spread your legs, exposing your soaked panties. Kaneki blushed at the sight before he noticed you shivering. He pulled off his shirt and laid it over top of you, it wasn’t much but at least it was something. You were unfamiliar with being shown this kind of genuine consideration but you welcomed it nonetheless, tucking your arms under the shirt and pulling it up to your chin in an attempt to keep yourself warm.

He hooked his fingers along the sides of your panties and pulled them down your legs, your slick sticking to the fabric. You watched as he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. To your surprise, he was still soft. Usually, your partners, if you could even call them that, were always painfully hard and raring to go. He pumped his cock until he was fully erect and climbed on top of you. He balanced himself on his forearm, his face now inches away from yours. You could tell that he wasn’t sure what to do next so you reached between your bodies and grasped his cock, lining it up with your entrance.

He hesitated, “Are you sure?”

The look of concern on his face made your stomach flutter accompanied by a pleasant feeling you’d long forgotten since being dragged into the Aogiri. You nodded and he pushed into you carefully, although he wasn’t experienced himself he at least knew that the woman usually needed a moment to adjust. What he didn’t know was that with your day-to-day activities, the pain upon entry no longer bothered you. He filled you up perfectly. Your pussy clenched around him as you finally spoke to him for the first time that night, “You can move now.”

However, Kaneki kept his hips still as he was buried balls deep inside you. His cock felt so snug inside you, he had to resist the urge to cum right then. This was supposed to be all about helping you but he hadn’t expected it to feel so good. When he began thrusting into you, he took his time to ensure that he wouldn’t finish before he was able to relieve you. He hid his face in your neck, guilt consuming him for enjoying this so much. Banjou’s words echoed in his head, ‘It’s sick’. He knew it was fucking sick but he couldn’t help it. The overwhelming pleasure he felt rutting into you caused his mind to construe his own good intentions as being aligned with that of the perverted Aogiri that had taken advantage of you. When he let out a strangled moan you ran your fingers through his hair, sweetly shushing him to keep you two from being caught.

Goosebumps littered Kaneki’s arms from the cold air but between the friction of your bodies and Kaneki’s baggy shirt, you were nice and warm. Ironically, you felt more comfortable being fucked by a stranger on the cold floor than you had in either of your captor's beds. He was so much more gentle and caring than Ayato and Tatara had been. The only sound in the room was the quiet whimpers and hushed pants shared between the two of you.

Suddenly, it felt as if you were having some kind of out of body experience. You saw yourself laying on the ground with Kaneki on top of you, his hips moving in a slow broken rhythm. Your face was clouded with pleasure, you wondered if you always wore that fucked out expression when you had sex. You doubted it. Especially since half the time your face was being shoved into the pillow and the other half your features were scrunched up in pain. The soft stroke of Kaneki’s cock against your walls was such a nice change from the rough pounding you were usually given.

Watching him pleasure you with care and kindness left you mesmerized. This was what it was like to truly enjoy intimacy with another person. To relish in every touch, squeeze, thrust, kiss, and stroke. It wasn’t just meaningless sex to reach your orgasm, you were honestly loving every minute of this. You wouldn’t mind it if this was what you did every day. As you watched Kaneki tend to your needs you wondered if you’d ever be able to do this again, to decide what you wanted to do with your body and when you wanted to do it. You wondered if you’d ever be free.

You were brought back into your own body as a wave of euphoria crashed into you, leaving your body quivering just as it had before but this time in release rather than need. Your shaky legs wrapped around Kaneki’s waist, trapping his hips against you. He picked up on what your reaction meant and finally let himself go, your pussy milked his cock dry of all his warm cum.

As Kaneki tried to catch his breath, you held his shirt out to him, “Thank you.”

From then on whenever you brought Kaneki his rations for the day, he would tell you about the escape plan he and the others had. And when he met with the anti-Aogiri group he’d relay any messages you had for them. You had been able to open up to him and he felt responsible for your wellbeing. It was only a matter of time before you two would be able to escape, he’d take you back to Anteiku where you would make friends and be protected. If only the escape had gone down the way you’d all hoped

It started out pretty smoothly, you had been able to make it out of the stronghold with the anti-Aogiri. What no one had expected was the Bin brothers’ ambush. You should’ve seen it coming. Tatara was able to read you like a book, of course, he would suspect something was up when he began to see a glimmer of hope in your eyes. You were thrown into a cell with the rest of the escapees, except for Kaneki who’d been taken by Yamori.

Although your suffering was at the hands of Ayato and Tatara, you knew that whatever would happen to Kaneki would be far worse than anything any of you had experienced. It didn’t take a genius to know that Yamori was a sadist. He’d put Kaneki through the worst kind of torture imaginable and there was a pretty big chance that he’d die in the process. Your stomach turned and you were riddled with guilt. He’d been so kind to you, you should’ve just left him be. Maybe then he wouldn’t be in this position.

Suddenly, the cell wall was kicked in. Through the smoke, all you could see was the outline of a person with white hair. Tatara. You curled up in a ball and tears ran down your cheeks, he was surely here to punish you. When the smoke cleared you were met with the sight of the last person you expected. It was Kaneki, not Tatara. His hair was white instead of black. Your heart dropped at the overly cheerful expression on his face as he greeted you all.

“How-?” you began.

Your words were cut off when he wrapped his arms around you. “It’s okay.” Fear coursed through you as his hold tightened. His sense of responsibility for you twisting and contorting into something sinister. “No one will ever hurt you again.”

Of course. You’d been able to escape the arms of your captors and were thrust into the arms of a newfound monster that they’d created. There really was no escape from the Aogiri.

[cottoncandy-cult]

First Time Father

Mikoto Suoh X Daughter! Reader

This man will be the death of me, he is like on the complete opposite of Kyojuro and it's so funny to love them both.

The 9-year-old girl sat quietly in an empty bar, her "family" had gone for a walk, but she had chosen to stay behind. She didn't like public places and the streets of Japan were always so crowded and loud, Anna had gone with them, and Tatara had stayed behind to watch the little (H/c) head. She took much more after her mother as far as physical appearance, at least that was what she had always been told. Her mother had died giving birth to her, the woman was small and fragile. Though she never thought much about her mother, the woman was gone, and she had enough family that it never occurred to her that anyone was missing. Though lately she had begun to feel lonely, everyone seemed to gravitate to Anna even her father.

She liked the blonde girl and had become friends with her, they were close in age and sometimes it seemed like Anna remembered that she existed more often than the others. It seemed like no one had noticed that she hadn't spoken in a week, when home with the red clan she was usually like any other child, but she had begun to turn shy even here. "Are you ok (Y/n)? You look pretty deep in thought." Tatara's warm voice came from her left and had startled the girl, making her jolt in her spot on the couch. (E/c) eyes met chocolaty orbs, the first thing she noticed was that the male had a concerned smile on his face. The young girl slowly nodded, averting her eyes to her lap. She wore a long sleeved loose black top with a (F/c) flannel mini skirt, along with knee length black leggings and white socks.  It was an outfit Kusanagi had gotten for her birthday the previous year, and it was one of her favorites.

Tatara slowly sat beside her; the blonde male tried to start a conversation with her, but she wouldn't respond. She couldn't respond, she didn't know what to say. For her everything in the world felt grey and hazy, every day ran into the next and it felt like any opinion or thought she would have was dead in the water. After 30 minutes of trying, he had given up, going to get a drink from the kitchen in back. It was soon after that the others got back, and everyone went to their usual spots. Quickly and without a sound (Y/n) went up to her room, she grabbed her phone and headphones before proceeding up to the roof. The young (H/c) head made herself comfortable on the ground and leaned back against the bench that looked over the city, easily picking a playlist on her phone and relaxing in the lunch time sun light.

Though she looked like her mother the others said that she was like her father in personality, she wasn't sure what they had meant as she didn't think she was anything like her dad. (Y/n) gave a sigh and tilted her head back, (E/c) eyes closing as she relaxed into the warm breeze.

-

-

-

Mikoto sat on the couch and stared at the clock, the male was vaguely aware of his daughter's change in behavior as of late. Though he wasn't sure if he was just imagining things or not, lately he had felt sick when his thoughts drifted to how long it had been since she was at his side. At first, he thought she was just becoming more independent, but now he wasn't so sure as she virtually never left the bar now. His amber eyes drifted to Tatara who had sat down beside him, the dusty blonde male stared at the ground sadly. "(Y/n) isn't talking anymore... I thought she had gotten quiet but... Today she was almost dazed, I tried for a half hour to get her to say something, but she'd just shrug her shoulders. I'm worried Mikoto..."

That made the red head sigh, his own inclinations being confirmed in that moment. He sat up straight and lit himself a cigarette, in silence he began making his way to the stairs. Tatara smiled a bit; it's been a while since their king had stepped down from the battle horse. Anna watched quietly from the bar, sipping a drink Kusanagi had made her. (Y/n) was her friend and she understood what the girl was feeling, the young blonde hoped that Mikoto could make the young girl go back to how she used to be.

The red-haired king made his way to the roof, amber orbs taking a moment to adjust to the light as he scanned the barren area before they settled on the small form of his little girl. His footsteps were slow as he thought of her mother, he loved the woman like no other and losing her had hurt him deeply. For so long he had babied his daughter, the little girl had been his world. He wasn't sure why or when it had changed, but it shouldn't have. He sat on the bench and watched her a moment, his cigarette rested between his lips as he reached a warm hand down and ran it through her hair. (E/c) eyes drifted open expecting to see Anna or Tatara, both had a habit of playing with her (H/L) (H/c) hair.

Though she was visibly confused when seeing her father and slowly removed one of her headphones, making the male look in her eyes and sigh. "You need to cheer up... You aren't old enough to be this antisocial yet... " She raised an eyebrow, watching him as he closed his eyes and ran a hand through his own hair. "I screwed up and just kinda left you hanging... I'm sorry about that, it won't be happening again though... The others are starting to notice, I don't feel like being beheaded for abandoning one of their princesses." He stood with a groan and stretched, looking down at her. "Now we're ordering American for lunch, do you want pizza?... Use your words." He closed his eyes and turned to walk away, hearing her quiet footsteps shuffle behind him as she followed. "Yes please..." That made the male nod, as he walked and listening to the soft tap of her own footsteps behind him. "Good, now think about what kinda toppings you want before we get down to the bar. You know how Kusanagi gets when he's taking orders." He was surprised when feeling a soft hand grab his own, followed by a quiet "ok". He smiled to himself and flicked his cigarette over the edge of the roof, holding her tiny hand in his as they made their way downstairs. It wasn't much, but it was progress to getting things back in order.

[wicca-wicca-whack]

Yata Misaki x Reader

You’d been a member of HOMRA for about a week before Yata’s constant stammering got to you. On one hand, it was cute- he had trouble talking to girls, and it was almost flattering for someone to stutter the moment you entered a room. On the other hand…

“Dude! Your board is so cool,” you complimented his new skateboard, looking at the art on the bottom of it.

“Th-thanks...”

It made it unnecessarily hard to hold a conversation. You’d mentioned you skate, hoping it would open the gateway for a normal conversation, but he’d just nodded jerkily, avoiding your gaze. The other members told you not to worry about it- Yata had always been this way, Rikio had said, waving a hand lazily. As if that made it okay.

Politely, Tatara had pointed out that you were the first female HOMRA member above the age of 18- which you supposed made sense. He hadn’t been forced to socialize with a girl on his own level since he was in school, you guessed. Izumo insisted Yata would warm up to you, but you were getting fed up quickly. How long did he need? You’d been coming around the group of men for at least two months before you’d joined, the decision itself coming after you’d been robbed in an alley and narrowly avoided being heavily injured by the man who’d held a knife to your stomach.

And still, Yata treated you like the plague. So, you’d devised a plan, with the help of Tatara. To get the skater alone, maybe get him to talk to you more. But your current predicament was not at all what the pair of you had discussed.

Somehow, you’d gotten locked in a room together, and while, in theory, Yata could break it down, you both knew it would invoke Izumo’s wrath if he so much as scratched anything in the bar, let alone break down the door leading to the backroom. So, you grabbed your chance and, while sitting on a wooden box, watching Yata try and figure out how to open the locked door without breaking it, you asked if he had some kind of issue with you. You watched him turn to give you a confused look, and your eyes travelled over his flushed face.

It was no secret among the other guys that you thought Yata was hot. I mean, why wouldn’t you? He was slim and athletic, and his fighting style was oddly entrancing to you. And you’d seen him interact with the guys before, when he didn’t notice you coming in. He was really a sight to see.

“W-why would I h-have a problem with you?” He didn’t speak very loud, cheeks puffed out indignantly.

“Well, what should I think when the hot skater guy can’t speak to me for more than five seconds?” Bolder than you intended, and you cringed internally. Why would you say that? Right now?

“The… hot…?” You could swear he was about to explode, with the color of red he’d become.

“NO! Well, yes! Well- fuck.” You tried to backpedal, then decided that was worse than him just knowing what you thought. “That isn’t the point, the point is- well-”

“I-I didn’t know-”

“How else am I supposed to get to know you or even think about-”

“Y-you’re really cute too-”

With your voices overlapping, and your mind running, you almost hadn’t heard that. “You think I’m cute?”

Yata gaped his mouth like a fish, and if he could turn redder, you were sure he would. “Well-”

You didn’t give him the chance to keep going. You lurched off the crate, leaning up just enough to grab his face and give him a chaste kiss. You could swear his mind was static at this point, from the lack of movement from him, but then one of his hands hesitantly settled on your hip, and he pushed into the kiss, and your stomach erupted in light butterflies.

You pulled back, and he looked like he might say something, but the door opened, and he dashed out the door, with a high-pitched “See you!” tossed out behind him. Izumo watched him go, confused, and then turned his gaze to you. You shrugged, pretending to be just as confused.

Maybe being on the offense with getting to know him would be a good idea. His nerves were just standing in the way, you guessed.

Not for long.

[tatatatatara]

In continuation to the tags on previous posts

Warning: description of violence, human eating, yknow the most normal stuffs in tokyo ghoul

Since Im dumb and uncreative, I can only think about domestic things. My life stresses me out enough so it feels nice to be head empty, only HouTata living together y'know. Battles and dramas need a lot of braincells to create and I don't have much of that to spare so I'll stick with thinking about vanilla things. I know it's OOC but it's better for me that way.

And since I can't create it, I really enjoy insane, toxic HouTata content. I'd love to see HouTata having the most gruesome hand-to-hand combats that half of the audiences are vomitting and the others half are having confused boner. I do enjoy seeing Tatara eat Houji or Houji turn Tatara into his quinque (romantic if you ask me). Fun fact: I once read a Tatara x Reader (or OC i don't remember) just for the part where Tatara decapitated Houji gleefully and ate his body to recover his energy and oh Lord I was so satisfied.

Anw I just want to say that as long as it's HouTata, I don't really care about how they interact with each other. Whether if Tatara strangles Houji to death or Houji makes Tatara sunny-side eggs the way he likes it, both are good. Just interact for god's sake.

[animegirl2016]

Dewa Masaomi X reader

Hello! It's been a minute since I've written on here but I decided that this character needed some love. He is so underrated in K Project but I love him! Anyways, this story is based on my personal experience going to the dentist, enjoy!

You sat down next to your boyfriend at the bar, dinner being served. Tatara made rice, porkchops, and green beans; you were absolutely starving! You started eating some of the rice, it was delicious and cut a piece of meat. You took one bite, and immediately dropped your fork holding your cheek. The clansmen looked at you in concern, "What's wrong, (y/n)?" Dewa asked, "My tooth shifted when I took a bite, and now my mouth really hurts." "Your wisdom tooth?" Tatara said

you nodded, not wanting to cause more pain. "No problem, I'll take you to the dentist tomorrow." Dewa offered, "No thanks, I'm sure it'll pass, I'm fine!" All the boys fixed you with a stern look, including your boyfriend. See this all started almost two years ago, when you had a pain in your mouth, so you went to the dentist. The dentist said it was a bad tooth and needed to be pulled. Let's just say it was a very traumatic experience, and the tooth didn't come out that day.

You soon found out that it was a wisdom tooth, but because it didn't hurt anymore, you never told Dewa, until the other side of your mouth started hurting, and he practically had to drag you there for this dentist to tell you you had another wisdom tooth that needed to come out, and the jig was up.

Your loving but annoying boyfriend kept telling you to go, but you always found an excuse. Now it looks like you didn't have a choice, so you agreed. The next morning came around and Dewa showed up to your apartment, and as he expected, you were nowhere to be found. "(y/n), come on, I know you're scared, but if we don't go, it'll only be worse for you." He looked in all of the rooms leaving the kitchen last.

You thought of the brilliant idea to hide under the counter cabinet, it was big enough and he'd never find you ha! That is until karma's a bitch and you let out a sneeze. You freeze hearing footsteps getting closer to your hiding spot and nearly scream when Dewa opens the door. He grabs your wrist, pulling you out and over his shoulder.

Once in his car he shuts the door, trying to open it, you realize he put the child lock on so you couldn't escape. "Baby, look at me, I know you're not happy with me right now. But I promise you'll feel so much better, I love you, and I want you to get this taken care of. Besides they're sedating you so you'll be fine."

Arriving at the office, Dewa comes with you to the front desk to ensure you check in and to also show that he'll be the one driving you home afterwards. The receptionist looks at the paperwork before uttering the horrible words, "We ran out of the sedation pills, so you'll have to use novacain." You automatically tense up, you hate needles, and considering you had a low tolerance and a very sensitive mouth, yeah you were passing on that.

"Well would you look at the time, got to go!" You start to get to the door before your boyfriend grabs the back of your shirt. "She'll take it." You glared at him, feeling absolute betrayal towards him. The receptionist looks at you kindly, "Don't you worry sweetheart, he's a trained oral surgeon, he's been doing this for 20 years he'll have you out in ten minutes flat!" Sighing, you agree and wait for your doom.

An assistant calls your name, and Dewa gently pushes you to stand. She brings you into a room, and tells you the doctor will be with you shortly. The man comes in and is very patient with you, and reassuring you. he gives you the shots, and leaves to wait for them to work. By the time he comes in, the whole left side of your mouth is numb, including your tongue.

He places a mouthpiece to help keep your mouth open, and he was done in five minutes! You were in such disbelief he showed you your tooth. After giving you instruction on what and what not to do, he sent you on your way. Dewa was waiting for you and chuckled when you hugged him. "How do you feel, baby?" "Much better, but I want to go home and sleep, come cuddle with me?" "Absolutely, now let's go home."

Phew! Sorry it's so long, but a lot has happened to me on this journey. Sidenote, I waited almost TWO YEARS to have this tooth removed, that's how scared I was. My best friend/roommate brought me to my appointment, had to drag me from her car and had to practically stand by the door so I wouldn't bolt. Looking back on it now, I laugh at my behavior. I'm still recovering from the surgery this past week, but I figured I'd give you a laugh. I will update soon!

[radioactivesweet]

Hello!!! Could you please write re: Ayato and Tatara with a fem human s/o? Thank you!!! Btw I really love your work!! ❤❤❤

Thank you for this request, I'm so in love with Ayato! Hope you like it 💕

And thanks again, I'm so happy you like my work!

"How?" He doesn't even understand how he fell in love with you, a human. Humans hated ghouls, yet you were deeply in love with him. It didn't make any sense at all for Ayato.

He is expecting you to betray to him. It wouldn't be the first time a human betrays his trust and tries to hunt him down. But this time is different, he can already sense his heart breaking if you ever leave him. Still, you don't leave him. You are by his side, day after day.

But then, another fear shows up. You being with him will put you in danger. Now he is the one trying to leave you. He thinks of himself as this scary monster humans have to be afraid of. A scary monster that eats human meet. You are his prey, he is the predator. He doesn't want to lose control and hurt by accident. What if he kills you? He would never forgive himself. There are too many risks he isn't willing to take in this relationship.

It will take you a lot to convince him that it's worth it. That you two will be fine. He loves you to much and will eventually listen to your words. He can't imagine a world without you by his side.

You are a little frail human. And this scary ghoul is willing to risk his life in order to protect yours.

He is disappointed. Tatara had never imagined before to fall in love with a human. He doesn't even know where or how he found you, being always busy with his work as one of most important members of the Aogiri Tree. He hasn't got much free time he can dedicate to someone else. And that someone is even human.

He will be cold towards you, not showing even the slightest sign of an emotion. It's the first time he has to try so hard to hide what he feels.

At first he will deny his feelings. He can't show his love. It would be dangerous for the the both of you. Mostly for you. At first he will try to protect without anybody noticing.

Then he will start to grow close to you. Day after day he will become friendlier. But it will take a while before he actually admits that he is in love. First he has to accept those feelings, only after that he can tell you about them.

Once he has finally realized the weight of his feelings toward you, you can be sure he'll never leave you.

[unloved-cadillac]

This is the requests for K Project. SFW & NSFW. 𝑩𝒐𝒍𝒅 means NSFW.

•𝔐𝔦𝔨𝔬𝔱𝔬 𝔖𝔲𝔬𝔥

~𝐻𝐶𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑀𝑖𝑘𝑜𝑡𝑜 & 𝑌𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑠/𝑜 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑓𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑝𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ.

~𝑯𝑪𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝑴𝒊𝒌𝒐𝒕𝒐'𝒔 𝒔/𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝑮𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝑩𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝑺𝒉𝒚.

~𝐻𝐶𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑀𝑖𝑘𝑜𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑠/𝑜.

~𝐻𝑒'𝑠 𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝐿𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑌𝑜𝑢! | 𝗦𝘂𝗼𝗵 𝗙𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆.

~𝐻𝐶𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑀𝑖𝑘𝑜𝑡𝑜 & 𝑀𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑘𝑎𝑡𝑎 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑄𝑢𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑠/𝑜.

~𝐻𝐶𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑀𝑖𝑘𝑜𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑛 𝐼𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑠/𝑜.

~𝐷𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠.

~𝑹𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉.

~𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 & 𝐷𝑢𝑚𝑏.

~𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝐻𝑒𝑟.

~𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑀𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡.

•𝔐𝔲𝔫𝔞𝔨𝔞𝔱𝔞 ℜ𝔢𝔦𝔰𝔦

~𝐻𝐶𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑀𝑖𝑘𝑜𝑡𝑜 & 𝑀𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑘𝑎𝑡𝑎 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑄𝑢𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑠/𝑜.

•𝔗𝔞𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔞 𝔗𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔰𝔨𝔞

~𝐻𝐶𝑠 𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑇𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑎, 𝐼𝑧𝑢𝑚𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑌𝑎𝑡𝑎 𝑓𝑙𝑗𝑟𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ.

•𝔎𝔲𝔰𝔞𝔫𝔞𝔤𝔦 ℑ𝔷𝔲𝔪𝔬

~𝐻𝐶𝑠 𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑇𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑎, 𝐼𝑧𝑢𝑚𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑌𝑎𝑡𝑎 𝑓𝑙𝑗𝑟𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ.

~𝑇𝑤𝑜 𝑊𝑒𝑒𝑘𝑠.

•𝔜𝔞𝔱𝔞 𝔐𝔦𝔰𝔞𝔨𝔦

~𝐻𝐶𝑠 𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑇𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑎, 𝐼𝑧𝑢𝑚𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑌𝑎𝑡𝑎 𝑓𝑙𝑗𝑟𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ.

•𝔜𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔬 ℑ𝔰𝔞𝔫𝔞

~𝐻𝐶𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑀𝑖𝑘𝑜𝑡𝑜 & 𝑌𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑠/𝑜 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑓𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑝𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ.

~𝐻𝐶𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝐹𝑒𝑚!𝑌𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑜 𝐼𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑎 𝑎𝑘𝑎 𝐴𝑑𝑜𝑙𝑓. 𝐾. 𝑊𝑒𝑖𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑛.

[yoimiia]

seigen : where's tenma

[name] : doing stuff

seigen : don't like the sound of that. where is shimon?

[name] : stopping tenma from doing the stuff

seigen : and tatara?

[name] stopping shimon, so tenma can do the stuff

seigen : and you?

[name] : distracting you, so tenma can do the stuff

[edensrose]

❝ I'll tell you why you'll never be able to 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 . . . this 𝓼𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭 holds my entire being . joy , 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 , sadness , fear , 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 , pride , 𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓻 . . . and 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 ! but your 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺 . ❞

╭˚ ༘♡ ·˚ rules + notes₊˚ˑ ੭

︰‧₊˚ʚ ::writing masterlist ꒷꒦ ˖˚˳⊹

︰·˚ ༘❀art masterlist ꒱

╰˚ ༘♡ ·˚my own characters₊˚ˑ ੭

[littoldoves]

‘‘Your powers are not meant for 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. They exist to 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭. I guarantee that.” 

                                  ───── ❝ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 ❞ ─────

• We are comfortable with NSFW/Violent/Dark content, so please let your thoughts run wild when requesting~

• This blog is mainly for reader inserts, however we do provide canon content as well, however, we do not write for canon x canon requests

• We offer all genres: Fluff, Smut, Angst, etc.

• We write oneshots, dating scenarios, reactions and headcanons

• When requesting, please write down all specifications that you so desire, such as character, genre, plot, etc.

• You may request in the form of an ask or in dm, whichever you feel more comfortable with

• Please understand that we have the right to refuse a request if we feel uncomfortable with it 

                                                                                              Lucifer & Eden ──

[tiaragqueen]

Tatara (Tokyo Ghoul) x shy female s/o ☺️ thanks

Guerdon

✂ Pairing: Yandere! Tatara x Chi She Lian clansman! Reader

✂ Word Count: 1,2k+

✂ Trigger Warnings: Isolation, manipulation, mention of death, possessiveness

[Edited]

***

If you like my writing, please support me on ko-fi!

I know I'm very late, and it's already the end of the month, but let's just pretend today's Valentine for the sake of the plot.

“I could tell you lots of things, they're gonna turn out useless. Sometimes you need to challenge your questions. You don't need to know everything.” - You Don’t Need To Know [Excuse Me Moses]

Tatara was among those people who couldn’t find the importance of Valentine day. He believed it was just a waste of time and money, because why would you present your loved ones chocolates and roses only during Valentine? What happened to surprising them on ‘normal’ days? Wouldn’t the gifts be much more memorable if they were given randomly, when your partners least expected it?

Excluding that pointless and totally unnecessary day, Tatara had never cared much about dating, anyway. As far as he was concerned, having a lover only brought more problems than benefits due to many factors: his nature, the unremitting threats from the CCG and other petty ghouls, the organization he participated in, and the inevitable tragedy. Sure, he wasn’t a workaholic, but he deemed his organization and its objective more important than anything else. Thus, splitting his time – especially for the sake of someone else – would be challenging.

Besides, Tatara was already content with his life. As long as he still had his brother and other members whom he secretly cherished, Tatara wouldn’t complain much.

That was years ago, though. A lot of things had changed since then, including his love life.

Frankly, you weren’t his girlfriend. You were just a member of Chi She Lian; one that he’d never really conversed with, let alone dated. You both had missions to do, and you both had stark differences in statuses. You were far from weak, though, and Tatara had heard some kind words from Yan regarding your proficiency.

However, nobody was perfect. You were shy, so painfully shy you couldn’t keep eye contact with anyone – particularly the higher ones – for more than three seconds. Tatara didn’t mind it, of course. It just proved that you were aware of your place and respect the superiors.

Before long, fate brought the unlikely pair closer than he’d expected.

A CCG investigator managed to locate his organization and eliminated nearly the majority of its members, forcing him to bring you along to Japan for a hideout. You initially refused, insisting on fighting the damned man, until Tatara knocked you out. It was a rather extreme method, but he knew better than to let you contend senselessly to death. An opportunity for revenge would surely come soon and he needed you to be on your best behavior.

But after joining Aogiri Tree and seeing its vast influence to the Japanese ghouls, Tatara realized that he’d gotten a lot stronger than before. He was certain he could easily take down that bastard without your assistance or anyone else in that matter.

No, as the other survivor, it was better for you to remain ignorant.

He didn’t want to admit that he feared your death someday, and how lonely his life would be without you. Eto might be his new leader, but she wasn’t a part of Chi She Lian. She didn’t belong to, nor did she come from his past the same way you did.

That was why he resolved to isolate you in some derelict apartment, although his original purpose was to deflect the enemies' attention.

And it worked more than he’d expected.

You’d gradually learned to crawl out of that poky shell and engaged in a small talk, mainly consisting of his condition and missions. You’d also begun to grow more attentive to his mood and always tried to help him whenever and however you could, even offering a sliver of your flesh when he lied about being hungry. And you did it all with a smile, gleaming eyes void of malice or reluctance.

It was such a heartwarming yet fragile view; one that would surely shatter to thousand pieces if you were to learn about the truth. Tatara almost felt bad for lying to you.

Regardless, he wasn’t completely frigid. He knew how to reward someone, even if it was exclusive to you.

And Eto just had to suggest a present for Valentine day, because it was the most ‘romantic’ event aside from Christmas. Tatara couldn’t understand how an ordinary day could be any more romantic than the others, but as long you got the gift, it didn’t really matter what event today was.

“[Name].”

To say that he felt awkward would be a huge understatement. How could he not? This was the first time he ever gifted someone, and to a woman nonetheless. He didn’t display his discomfort, obviously, instead shoving the present on to your hands as if it was a ticking time bomb.

“Open it.” he ordered simply, coolly because he couldn’t afford to lose his composure in front of you.

You reeled back in surprise and stared at him for further clarification. When he remained mute, you looked down and inspected the heart shaped box. Was this… what you thought it was? You’d assumed he wasn’t the type to celebrate such event – being a busybody he was – and you didn’t truly notice it, either. It was simply a special occasion meant for couples, created by those sentimental humans.

Still, it was nice to receive something once in a while.

Gingerly, you tore the dark pink ribbon and its matching wrapper and peeked in. A choked gasp left your agape mouth as you swiftly opened the lid and found several – and literal – hearts placed in such a way until they formed a heart shape. In lieu of ketchup, blood garnished the ‘candy’ equivalence like crimson strings connecting and binding the hearts together. You wondered if they were meant to represent your past in Chi She Lian, with the first two organs being you and Tatara as the survivors.

But that would be a crazy idea, wouldn’t it?

“This…” Had you were a human, you’d instantly throw the box away the second you sniffed a particular stench. For you, the ghoul, it was the best gift you’d ever gotten in your entire life. “This is amazing! T-thank you so much. You shouldn’t have to…”

“Nonsense.” he retorted. “I didn’t give it to you so you could pity yourself.”

You squeaked. “I-I’m so sorry!”

Sighing, Tatara stepped forward and squeezed your shoulder. It was a subtle and harmless action, but you knew he could crush the bone underneath if he so wished.

If the time when you’d no longer be needed came…

"Keep up the good work.”

… that gentle touch would be the last affection you’d felt from anyone.

Or him, because he was the only person you met every day.

Sparkles waned from your eyes as you bowed, clenching the box to keep the tears at bay. It didn’t matter if today was Valentine, you couldn’t feel anything else other than compliance.

And the reward on your hands was just a rock meant to deter you from leaving.

“Yes, Tatara.”