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maddyguru · 4 months

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Your coworker, Kaneki, is walking you, a human, home from work from the cafe when suddenly you're dragged into an alley to be used by Kaneki and Uta

Tw: shironeki, sadism, dark content, non con, loss of virginity, gang r*p*, traumatising, mentions of blood, all characters and reader are 18+, MINORS AND ANTIS DO NOT INTERACT

You shyly nod when Kaneki told you about tomorrow's work load, looking down at your feet in hopes he wouldn't notice your blush. The sky was long gone to this state where it was pitch black with no stars as you're nearing midnight-back from your night shift.

You didn't refuse when Kaneki, the gentleman he was, offered to walk you home- it's your first night shift and getting home alone wasn't ideal for a woman, you thought. When he insisted on walking you, you were actually happy from the bottom of your heart. How could you not? Kaneki is your crush ever since you started working a week ago.

It didn't help that you're always fantasising about him- being the helpless virgin that you are, that's all that you could do.

It took you by surprise- the yanking from behind. Suddenly you're on the floor and Kaneki is above you with someone...

Is that Uta? If you remember correctly, that was Uta the regular customer from a few hours ago. You were shocked.

He was...smirking.

"you did a good job at baiting her."

"a desperate bitch like her wouldn't say no."

Kaneki's replies were everything you need to know.

You're not an idiot. But somehow, you felt so fucking stupid about believing a man you barely know to walk you home. A co worker? It didn't matter. He's still a man. Two men? Her brain could figure it out- that they're going to rape her.

"please... Don't... Don't rape me..!" You sobbed, crying even harder and flinching when Kaneki squatted down to your level and looked at you, staring so hard you were afraid of his shadow.

"but that's why we brought you here, dummy."

Your screams were ignored. No one is here. You were pushed to the ground and you hear their laughs and your pained cries as they tore every piece of garments you wear. You were half naked with hands in Kaneki's, and Uta unbuckling his belt.

It was a brutal scene; Uta barely reconsidered about his actions when he jammed his cock inside your gummy, tight, virgin insides.

The minute he pushed his cock inside you, his eyes turned into a devilish red and black. He's a ghoul. And that scared you more.

"Your virgin blood is making me hornier. How does it feel? To be a woman now?" He panted, thrusting inside you without a care in the world with Kaneki holding your hands and shutting you up.

"do you see how pathetic she is?"

"she is always pathetic."

"fuck, should've been me. But it's your idea so I'll let it slide Uta san."

"she feels tight. I'm sure she'll be tight still after this."

When he came inside, Kaneki didn't waste any minute- his dick was inside you immediately. You let out a gentle sob when Kaneki, with his one eye, turned into an ugly red. His grip on your boobs as he was fucking you couldn't stop yourself from crying, still.

Their lust took over as you were used and abused in a way you never dreamed of happening to anyone. Your pussy hurt, your back hurts and everything just fucking hurts as they continued. This is the worst pain in your life."

"fuck, that was amazing." Uta quietly, tucked himself while laughing.

"next time, don't believe any man, y/n. How stupid could you be?"

They left you there, shattered by their actions. Kaneki was right; how could he trust any man?

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strawberriianime · 5 months

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Happy (Belated) Birthday to such a sexy underrated fine scrumptious man 😋

#uta tokyo ghoul #tokyo ghoul #uta #uta tg #uta x reader #tokyo ghoul re #uts tokyo ghoul re #clowns #clowns tokyo ghoul #tg clowns #tokyo ghoul clowns

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bored-storyteller · 9 months

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Warning: none, mention of bones but very metaphorical

Tokyo Ghoul, Uta X Human!Reader

Moon

You feel a lump in your throat tighten as you walk around the dark room.

Usually the light is always on, waiting for you, no matter what time you arrive.

“Uta…?” You call, while inching forward, already expecting to get no answer. Something must have happened to him, you think just before all the anxiety melts away.

"I’m here. Take it easy…"

You sigh with relief as his soft voice reaches you from the bedroom.

Even if there is not a single light bulb lit, the lights of the city color the room with warm and elusive colors, urban lights of the suburbs of Tokyo, the living Tokyo of those who hide from the sun.

He's sitting on the bed, his back to you, the red iris looking at you over his shoulder is surrounded by an artificial yellowish reflection that makes the black background shine lowly. In the clutter of an underground artist's room, all that would be missing would be the smell of instant ramen or two in the morning frying, but you know there can be no such thing in a ghoul's house.

“The scent of your fear is all too inviting.”

Yes, the only smell of food that can be there is yours.

“I wasn't afraid.” You mutter.

"I wouldn't mind if you admit it."

Even if he is joking, what you have in front of you is a serious Uta.

You lie on your stomach, your head is close to his thighs and your gaze flees beyond the window where his is lost too.

“How was your night with your human friends?” He asks you, and you think for a couple of seconds to answer; it could be a trap, or it could be a good way to figure out what's going on in that twisted head of the most complex and absurd person you know.

"Boring?" You try uncertain.

"That's a lie, but I appreciate the effort."

A submissive grunt escapes you, but you soon focus back on him: “What about you? What are you doing?"

“I contemplate the moon.”

The moon. The moon adapts to him: so fickle, surrounded by darkness, variable, never the same but always itself.

Now, beyond the lights of the suburbs, it��s a thin segment, a germ that has yet to grow, a vaguely orange hue that could resemble a smile.

“It looks like a backbone.” Uta says, and you look at him with exasperation in your eyes.

"Seriously? We can watch a horror movie if you really feel like it.”

Now even his eyes seek yours, they feed on them.

You look at each other in the silence, both of you waiting for something, but then it's you who speaks: "Do ghouls and humans see the moon the same way?"

Usually it's you who gives this kind of answers, you who justify your nature in front of him, but this time you came first. This time he is the one who has to let you know what floor each of you are on.

"I guess you see a slice of melon, or the smile of the Cheshire Cat... instead I..."

“Even the poet and the scientist see two different things, that's not what I mean.”

Now you are sitting too; your left knee brushes his right. Uta looks at them for a moment without saying anything.

"Yes…I guess the moon is the same for everyone." He finally admits.

“And it's different for every single person in the world.” You add, bringing your meditation back to the satellite beyond the bright blanket of the city.

“Was it the melon or the smile?” He asks you after a while.

"The smile."

"Banal."

“I'm tired of being imaginative!” You retort pouting, now looking at his profile who has also turned his nose up towards the sky "and it's always better than your macabre taste."

“It could also be a rib.”

You puff. You rest your head on his shoulder and a yawn escapes you, it's been a long evening.

"Stop that."

"All right…"

Your fingers begin to trace the black lines on his arm, you almost don't look at them, your touch follows them, you know his skin almost as much as yours.

"Sometimes I forget that you belong to the world of those who see the smile of the moon..." He says quietly, and you're not sure you really heard.

He won't say anything else, and you know it. It's already so much that I've discovered that little thread of his soul, the one that's always tense when you go out with someone who's like you.

"The moon doesn't care about us." You say.

"How cruel."

"Or reassuring. Ghouls or humans, we are nothing before the universe."

You raise your head but you don't look at him, your eyes remains beyond, beyond humanity and all the worries that for better or for worse are destined to end.

"This is even scarier. In theory." He tells you, but you feel his lip piercing cool a tiny piece of skin from your neck. He will kiss you, or bite you.

It doesn't really matter.

It doesn't matter if the ghoul's presence is so reassuring to the human, it doesn't matter if someone judges them. Their union is not that important, not under the sight of the moon.

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eltheabberation · 9 months

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More of these :D

#my post #tokyo ghoul #tg #touka kirishima #ken kaneki #uta tg #saiko yonebayashi #ayato kirishima #hideyoshi nagachika #hidekane #hide nagachika #naki tg #miza kusakari #yakumo oomori #yamori #tatara #tooru mutsuki #ginshi shirazu

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meguchi512 · 3 months

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tysm aa :^) you're the nicest & your art is super cool too!!

2 utas + 1 futaba!! @ieatanimaljam

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gabbyp09 · 1 year

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mobwhim · 9 months

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uta .

#tokyo ghoul #tokyo ghoul uta #uta #uta tg #ts4 #the sims 4 #simblr #ts4 simblr #ts4 edit #my sims #tte #mobwhim #cw blood #he was hungry

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deertism · 2 months

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👁 ── Uta ( Tokyo Ghoul ) graphics !

f2u w credit ── like / rb if using , no me / id tags

#ⓘ mine #rentry resource #rentry inspo #rentry #rentry resources #sntry decor #sntry graphics #sntry template #sntry inspo #sntry #resource #carrd resources #tokyo ghoul #uta tokyo ghoul #uta tg #black #white #black and white #b&w rentry

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eternallyunrested · 3 months

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bublipuppy · 1 year

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My fanart of young Uta🔥 young Uta hits differently 😳🔥

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fluffwrittenhorror · 1 year

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Behind Closed Doors

Uta x Reader

Ghouls, a breed of human that feeds of normal human beings. Normal food taste disgusting to them, only the taste of raw human flesh. In order to keep themselves safe they try to blend into society. It was the only way. But behind closed doors, they could live a little more freely. Which is where you and your boyfriend were currently. Laying in your shared bed, only in your undergarments. His slender tattooed muscular arms were wrapped around your body securely.

Uta's shop was closed today, allowing you to happily spend time with him. Your face war buried into his neck, your fingers tracing his neck tattoo. Rain pittered pattered against the outer walls and the roof. It was calming, especially when his fingers were tracing random shapes on your back.

He pressed a soft kiss to your head and then nuzzled into your hair. He raised his other hand to your hair and started to play with your hair.

"You smell different, have you been using different shampoo and conditioner or perhaps different body wash?" Uta asked in a hushed tone.

"Hm, no, it was probably the human I ate. She smelt delicious, not only that but she tasted different. A good type of different," you answered, smiling softly.

"Hm, I wished you could of saved some, but there has been doves around so I don't blame you," Uta smiled, "but you always have a keen sense of smell and good taste for humans. So maybe next time I'll go with you."

His black and red eyes shined with love and a bit of hunger. His smile held mischief as you smiled back. Any time there was a new ghoul customer he would joke about cannibalism and then asked if they would like to spend the night.

"Well then just take a bite of me, you always talk about cannibalism," you joked. But you didn't guess that he would actually do it.

Uta opened his mouth wide and bit your shoulder, making you jolt.

"Uta!" You yelped making him laugh out load.

"Well you said to take a bite my muse~" Uta teased.

"I didn't think you would actually do it!" You huffed, trying to get up from his hold. But he just tightened his hold on you. Just bringing you back down on him.

"I'm sorry my muse~ You just smelled so good. And there's nothing wrong with a little cannibalism," Uta purred. You huffed and only laid back down. Burying your face into his neck once again, "you know I would never actually eat you, atleast not in a cannibalistic way~"

Blushing heavily you grabbed the nearest pillow and hit him in the face.

"Perv."

Getting up from his hold you grabbed one of his shirts and put it on. Having a bit of modesty unlike Uta who could walk around butt naked around the house for all he cared.

Walking out of the room you walked down the hall and into the kitchen. Craving coffee now that Uta brought up food. Opening the pantry you grabbed some instant black coffee. Grabbing a coffee cup you filled it with water and put it in the microwave. Letting it warm up before putting the instant coffee grounds in. Stirring it you walked over to the window to look outside. The rain was beautiful. Just like earlier slender tattooed muscular arms wrapped around your body again. Humming softly as Uta took a deep breath.

The smell of coffee flooding his nose, he turned and kissed under your earlobe.

"May I have a sip darling?" Uta asked, humming a soft tune.

"I guess you can," you half grumbled and half joked. Making the tattooed ghoul smile warmly as he took the hot cup out of your hands. Taking a sip from it as he too stared out the window.

He put the cup back in your hands as he left you standing. Most likely he was probably going to get dressed, hopefully at least. Taking a seat on the couch with the cup still in your hands, eyes soft. You couldn't help but catch Uta peek around the corner, then back away down the hall and come back with his sketch book in hand. Of course he would, Uta loved to sketch you. It was one of his favorite things to do, no matter where you were. Even if you were showering he would happily sketch you.

Other than the rain the sound of pencil running across paper filled the room. It smelled like coffee and spices. It was peaceful, as it usually was, although at the same time is wasn't every day the both of you were able to enjoy time like this.

Ghouls can be very dangerous to humans, some even say they hunt 24/7. Once they get their monthly prey then they immediately start looking for the next person for the following month. But in reality, behind closed doors, they lived their lives just like any normal human would.

#uta x reader #uta tokyo ghoul #uta tg #tokyo ghoul #tokyo ghoul uta #uta x you

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bored-storyteller · 1 year

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Hello, your writing is a pure bliss and I hope Im not late yet, but when I saw your promt and your cute newest work about Uta, can I mabye too have a request about him? He is my favourite anime character. :D And I would like to request the story on a word pancake, please. :D

Ok, I changed this little story you don't know how many times. This is the one that seemed most decent to me! Thank you for your request and for your support dear Anon!🌹

Tokyo Ghoul, Uta x human! Reader

Word: "Pancake"

"Have you ever tried to eat human food?"

Your question hovers quietly in the evening half-light, Uta just pushes his head back on your legs, to be able to look at you.

He lies quietly on the sofa, with his gaze up to that moment lost in an indefinite point of space and his hands folded in his lap.

For a moment the red irises scan the curiosity in your gaze, as if they can't really understand it.

"Why should I do this?" He asks you, and then rearranges himself, looking back at the ceiling.

"Because you are crazy ..." you murmur slightly sulky, looking away too, while your fingers distractedly enjoy the sensation of his shaved hair against the fingertips.

You don't talk much, but you don't mind. It's not like you don't say anything to each other, but you like to take your moments of calm in the evening, with no need for anything other than the two of you.

And when you believe that the topic has simply fallen on deaf ears, Uta sighs softly.

"Only once." He says without giving particular color to his tone, but manages to spark a new curiosity in your eyes; you didn't expect it, you almost laugh at the surprise.

"When?" You ask, because it is inevitable that you do, and your boyfriend knows it.

His eyes roll to signal that he has already regretted having spoken, but in any case he replies: “Do you remember the first times we met? When did you work at that cafe? "

A slight smile crosses your face as you nod softly. You remember the weird guy who walked into the local every week on your shift, all covered in jacket, hat and sunglasses. He always took the usual things, a black coffee and pancakes to take away: the pancakes you made only yourself, however, because according to him they had a "particular aesthetic taste".

That thought made you laugh then as now.

"What did you do with those pancakes actually?"

"I looked at them ... I found them really beautiful."

This time you can't hold back a light but amused laugh. Why does this seem so in line with Uta?

"And then, despite that stench of rancid, I could still smell your perfume."

He is speaking to you with such quietness that he seems almost emotionless, yet for some reason he makes you blush. Though…

"Won't you tell me that ..."

Uta sighs, turning his face back to yours: "Yes, I tasted it, okay?"

You put a hand to your lips to keep yourself at least partially from laughing. You can't tell if you enjoy the fact itself or how embarrassed he seems to admit it.

“However, it didn't go beyond my esophagus. Really unbearable. Stop laughing now. " He tells you trying to be bored, settling down again to look elsewhere.

"I could be offended, you know?"

"It wouldn't be very smart of you since you know exactly who I am."

You smile as you quietly stroke his hair, undecided, however, whether to allay that annoyance of him or to continue teasing him as long as he is on your lap.

"Basically you ate it because you wanted to eat me, then." You murmur more to yourself than to him as a black strand slide around your index finger.

He looks at you, but this time he doesn't find you focused on him, you seem rather lost in your thoughts of that little realization.

"The initial idea was that ..." He reveals in a whisper that he does not know if you are listening, but your smile confirms that he has been heard.

How do you smile at him when he says such things to you, anyway?

"You're a pancake for ghouls."

"Oh well, thanks for your absolutely uncorrupted compliments." You answer him, your amused smile clashes a little with the fake frown on your forehead.

"But that's the truth." He insists, as he gets up just to get a chance to bite your nose slowly.

You just snort in front of his games, perhaps in bad taste or perhaps just very dangerous.

"You are inviting you know? But it would be a real shame to eat you."

"Stop." You tell him immediately, bringing your palm to his lips to silence him. A flash of boredom crosses his gaze, but he immediately frees himself from your grip.

"The official idea was that ..." he resumes, the quiet music of his voice fades slightly "the unofficial idea was ... I would have been sorry to disappoint a certain human being if they had asked me to taste their sweets in front of them. "

It's funny how he tries to be as innocent as possible in front of your doubtful gaze, and whether that's true or not, you sigh complacently as you smile.

"I would never have asked you, I was too afraid of your judgment."

Uta doesn't laugh, but you can feel the fun in his snort escaping his lips as he playfully strokes your head before standing up.

"Luckily I'm a ghoul then, my sweet pancake."

#tokyo ghoul uta #uta x human reader #uta x reader #tokyo ghoul oneshot #tokyo ghoul #tokyo ghoul x reader #uta tg #request #tokyo ghoul re #tg re #reader insert

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suvidrache · 6 months

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Carving Pumpkins

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Word Count: 559 | Read it on AO3 | Masterlist

You sat at the counter of Uta's studio. It was October. You wanted to carve pumpkins, but Uta had been busy making someone a mask. You didn't want to bother him, so you waited until the customer had left. In the meantime, you decided to make yourself busy so you wouldn't be bored and Uta could continue his work. You waited until it was closer to closing time before you left a note for Uta and headed out to the local store. You headed inside and picked some pumpkins that you thought were nice. Uta hadn't seemed to be interested in carving, but maybe he didn't know. It wasn't common for ghouls to celebrate Halloween. It was something only the humans celebrated, and you were persistent. You wanted to make things a little more spooky, and Uta let you slightly decorate his shop. He didn't want too many decorations. He did help out with making things more spooky. He only had a vague idea of what Halloween is. You told him about it a few months before the day came. He could do spooky and scary, although he enjoyed friendly and cute things more.

You finished grabbing the pumpkins and collected anything else that you may need before checking out and heading home. Uta's store is now closed, and there shouldn't be any other customers in there. Unless Uta kept one after hours so he could finish their mask. You looked at the HySy ArtMask Studio. The open sign was turned off, and the lights were off. Either he was eating the customer, or the place was closed. Normally, he would let you know so that you wouldn't walk into a situation that looked like a crime scene. It had scared you the first several times that he did. So, he always kept you informed so that you wouldn't worry and you wouldn't have to see it. You opened the door to the studio and stepped inside. You set your stuff down and went searching for Uta. He was upstairs painting a picture. You walked over to him, and he continued painting.

You tapped on his shoulder while speaking.

"Hey, Uta. Come downstairs, I have a surprise."

He took his headphones off and set his painting stuff down before following after you.

You led him to the counter and sat down. You motioned to the seat across from you.

"What are we doing?" He asked as he sat down.

"We're carving pumpkins. You think of a design and cut it out." You said, handing him some paper, a pencil, and you set the pumpkin carving stuff down beside you.

"You should cut the top of it off and take the insides of the pumpkin out. That way, you can set a candle in there and make it glow when Halloween comes." You said as you smiled at him.

He had already begun drawing his design while you cut the top of your pumpkin. You continued to work on your pumpkin while Uta began to cut the top of his.

You cleaned the inside out and began to create your decoration on the side. Uta took his time cleaning it out and making his design. You turned your pumpkin around to show Uta your creation. When Uta had finished his design, he showed you that his design was a cat.