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Let’s say, the last weeks were pretty busy for you and your boyfriend. It was midsummer and as always you had to travel a lot in order to get inspired and shot new good photos for your company. Normally you’d work from home, but in summer you had to go out. Your manager forced you to do so. It was only a part-time job and you did it only because it was fun helping on photo shootings or make your own photos.  Anyway, it really was a busy week. So you decided to organize a small picnic on a free weekend. That’s why you’re lying in the soft grass looking up into the endless blue sky. Beside you on a blanket were a few in

Tsukiyama x reader warning language- cursing/swearing Thursday. 1pm "Oh my..." You stare in shock at the picture in front of you. Your shocked expression matches Tsukiyama's perfectly. Though he is in slightly more pain. The blood pours slowly out from the wound on his stomach and drips to the floor. The short dagger is still embedded. He doesn't know what to do and neither do you. You both stare at each other. You didn't expect to throw it at him. You don't even remember grabbing it on you way out. "Tsukiyama... I'm... We got to fix that." You turn your eyes from his and leave to go fetch a first aid kit. You look at him one last time an

Tsukiyama x reader warning language- cursing/swearing Wednesday, 7am Tsukiyama has been speaking to your father for more or less than an hour. With each words they exchange he looked more and more irritable. You tried your best to listen in on the conversation. Your father seemed angry and was rather loud so you could make out what he asked Tsukiyama through the phone. With this you were able to know more about Tsukiyama. He was in college, literal, and apparently loaded as well. He told your father he didn't have a job and your father exploded. This was barely 5 minutes into the conversation and your father got really ballistic. This was w

Tsukiyama Shuu x reader warning language- cursing/swearing ooc? Wednesday, 3am "Fille?" (girl-French) You hear him calling for you but you don't want him to know you were awake. He's been calling you for 3 minutes straight. Was he nocturnal or some shit! You wanted to hurt him. You didn't even know if it was you he was calling. Who was fille? Some type of fish? You were sleeping fine, but he had to come in and confuse you with fancy words. "..." He stopped calling. You let out a sigh. "..." "I heard that." "Damnit!" you yell pulling yourself up. You glared daggers to him. He was smiling at you from the room door. He looked untrustworth

Tsukiyama Shuu x reader warning language- cursing/swearing Tuesday, 7am "ugh, it smells like pansies" you grumble out into the surface. "Is that an insult?" you hear besides your ear.    In shock you jump out of the bed and crash onto the floor. You stay on the floor for a while, reviling in the unexpected pain you caused yourself. Slowly you bring yourself up. Sitting on the floor you stare up at Tsukiyama and he stares down at you from the bed. He's smiling but something about it is unnerving. Your'e about to say something but an abrupt series of knocks hits your door. Turning your gaze to the door of your room you slowly stand up on

It was an average day full of boredom. You walk around carrying a coffee in your hand while wearing sunglasses to hide your Kakugan. Being a ghoul wasn't to tough. Obey everything and don't get out of line. Simple enough to follow. And wear sunglasses just in case. In the mid afternoon, you walk into Anteiku café for another coffee. Kaneki, Touka, Nishiki and Yoshimaru where all working. Walking up to the cashier you order the usual large black coffee that burns down your throat. Giving you a sensation that shivered your spine, but it was also nice and relaxing. "Hey Nishiki can I just get a large black coffee, may I also get it to-go?

You sat with your back against the wall, slouched over lazily in your cell room. There was only a small, measly bed and a urinal. Yes, a urinal. Apparently, not many women were condemned to your fate to rotting in CCG's hell. But whatever; it's not like you minded. You'd rather piss somewhere sanitary or not at all. The sound of keys jingling captured your attention, and you stood up to stretch out your arms, yawning. Your muscles ached in every way. The CCG had done experiments on you, injecting and poking you with various needles filled with strangely colored liquids, all the while trying to figure out why they couldn't remove your kagune

With a smile on your face and a little bag in your hand you walked towards the big CCG building. It was a long week for you and the only think you wanted was to greet your friends. As usual you walked into the building welcoming everyone on your way. Today you decided to not use the elevator but to go upstairs. A little bit moving wouldn’t harm you. You could say, you know this building just as good as your own little house – it was really little with only two rooms and an little kitchen but you didn’t want another apartment. “Good evening!” you cheered walking into some meeting room you used to call the ‘