Sayuri

Indie Tokyo Ghoul OC.Will contain NSFW.

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Send me a “♦” for the first word my muse thinks of when your muse is mentioned.

     ”Mine.”

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what is this unbelievably shitty oc youve forced onto someones ayato

Think what you want about my oc but forcing ships? I only have one ship here and it's not forced because - You mean the well developed relationship that she has with brawxl's Ayato? You mean the one with my close friend of over a year? You mean the one that has been ongoing for 6months+ real time? :'>

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He walks up to her and places a small kiss on her lips without warning, placing a small ribbon clip in her hair while pulling away. A red heart shaped box was then held out towards her, a smile growing on is face. Cleanly cut flesh was inside the container. "Happy Valentines day."

       The abrupt kiss had startled her briefly, eyes widened to stare up at him with confusion speckled across delicate features. It was unlike him to be so sudden in his affections, but the sensation of something in her hair was the cause for brows lifted, "Ayato..?" She murmured, glancing up in an attempt to see the foreign object only to have a box offered to her. Normally you would see chocolate in these, something neither of them could digest. ( How odd. ) Fingers clasped around it and slowly pulled the lid off to peek inside. Flesh, neatly lined within the openings provided in bite sized pieces, "Did you get this all by yourself? For me..?" And it didn't take long for her to lean up to reciprocate with a kiss of her own, "Thank you-! H-happy Valentine's day..!" Her very first time celebrating it with her very first boyfriend of.. what.. a year?

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Unexpectedly hops up behind him and tucks a tiny flower in his hair, "Ayato-kun!" And now a kiss right on the cheek.

     Eyes widen as he feels a presence grow immensely from     behind him, only to return to normal as he realizes who it     is a second later — one of the few people who approached      him with ease; Sayuri. Her other action, however, was indeed     unexpected. He lets her place a flower in his hair, his red eyes     trailing up to see if he could manage even the slightest glimpse     of the flower.

     Her peck to his cheek made the lightest shade of red flow to his     face. He was used to her kisses, but they hadn’t actually had     time together for awhile, and if they did, it was only for brief      moments.

     Turning his body, Ayato looks at his girlfriend, a hand moving     up on instinct to touch the flower, just to get a feel of the soft      texture. His cheeks puffed out as if he were a child who’s plan      at getting what they wanted were slowly diminishing.

     ”You could’ve warned me you were coming.”

[usoita]

❝I hate it that I'm different. I hate it that I have to live differently. Isn't there a way to cure me from this curse? ❞

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                                       Hᴏᴍᴇ ||  Asᴋ || Aʙᴏᴜᴛ || Cʀᴇᴅɪᴛ || Autoplay

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I've seen four or five more HG oc's pop up and I've been groaning inwardly but I don't know whether I should change Sayuri, or nah. I mean I have her background fleshed out with stitchedchess mun to where it makes a lot of sense for them to be halfies and it fits with everything they've been through but it's just.  groans i dunno. ;v;

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Surprise ninja forehead smooch! She was actually hanging from the ceiling and swung down to do it. Determination is pretty great.

     Red hues widened at the sudden and fast paced action. He was surprised that his girlfriend hadn’t slammed into him the moment she detached herself from the ceiling. Rather, he was kind of wondering how she had pulled that off, but he thought it was better off not asking. He just brought his hands behind her back and pulled her closer, leaning down so she wouldn’t have to reach up. He brought it upon himself to turn the small peck into a deep kiss. Overtime he had found it easier to do these kinds of things without horribly fucking up.

     Pulling away just a moment later, he gave out a small smile, thought it almost looked like a smirk. "You’re getting awfully creative, aren’t ya."

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Smooches. That's it, that's the whole thing. uvu

     Giving a sly smirk, he leans down to ease the others access, softly pushing his lips back against Sayuri’s. He lets it stay like that for a brief moment before he licks the others lower lip and pulls away, straightening his back. "If you wanted a kiss, you could’ve asked."

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                                                                                                                  it was a ʟɪᴇ when                                                           they ѕмιℓє∂ and said                               ❝  ｙｏｕ  ｗｏｎ＇ｔ  ｆｅｅｌ  ａ  ｔｈｉｎｇ.  ❞ 

                                                                                                          - mcr

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✢ c:

.:Meme:.

◖      〈 雑種 ▉≕▕

             Time had long passed since the last he were to speak with the one whom                     reminded him of a good friend of his. Young, innocent. Wished nothing more                    than to shelter purity. Weren’t necessarily something he anticipated albeit                    felt an overwhelming need to do so. Remembered how his mother would                     caress his cheek and press her lips ever so gently across his                     forehead       providing a fleeting essence of security. As dactyls raise                     to soothe charcoal tresses whilst lowering his height, he’d expose flesh                    before mimicking the image in mind; protection.

                                        ❝It’s nice seeing you again, Sayuri.❞

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     Mutters something about his sisters boyfriend trying to two time by taking his girl while sharpening a knife he stole borrowed from Yamori.

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       She didn't like the kiss and she's not going anywhere any time soon. It's pretty clear that she's very happy to be with him, ".. Ayaaato-kun.. You're my one and only, okay?"

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Slips up to kiss him after thoroughly washing her face, pushing the hand that was clutching a knife /down/.

     His eyes widen slightly upon the sudden contact, then eyelids slowly lower down, but not fully closing. He had been expecting that action from the other, especially since what that bastard had done to her just the other moment. He easily let her lower his hand which had a firm grip on a knife, fingers letting go of the blade on by one, momentarily dropping it to the floor with a soft clack. He had to lean down since the other was a few inches shorter than him, his hands slowly wrapping around her back. Heads were slightly slanted, making it easier for their lips to touch. Her lips were soft against his. After a moment, he pulled away, breathing a little harder than before, though it wasn’t that noticeable.

     "I’m the only one who’s allowed to do that to you.”

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Kaneki had never done this with anyone before. He let out a small sigh before walking up to the female. The male placed a small, subtle kiss to her lips before moving away.

『✖       That was unexpected     and definitely not something she thought would happen in a million years. Being kissed out of nowhere and by someone other than Ayato? She didn't know what to feel or how to process this. At least it was brief? Maybe it wasn't meant for her?

              “I think you have the wrong girl, Mister. My boyfriend wouldn't like that very much but m'guessing you thought I was someone else."       ✖』

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( We did it! Thank you SO SO much for the 100+ followers, I’m so lucky to be able to have made it this far in an ask blog. To be honest I never thought I’d get past 20, but here we are! So I’m throwing a 100+ follower art giveaway!

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Nsfw

Mechs

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( Last day! You have until 9 pm to get any other entries in! )

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sighs at these briefcase jokes because we are all aware the quinque is stored inside them but the briefcase is not the quinque itself and so kaneki is. not. a. briefcase.

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directs everyone to this yet again... 

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Lays down and rests his head on her lap.

『✖       A small yelp stuck in the back of her throat as she stirred from her unexpected nap. Had she drifted off sitting up again? Ayato wouldn’t be happy about that. He seemed more concerned about her comfort and well-being than he liked to let on, and she couldn’t help the smile that tugged at her lips when eyelids fluttered open to see him. Lithe fingers worked through his hair, gently combing the dark tresses out of his face. The act alone is comforting to her; his presence easing a tension that she can’t describe in words even if she wanted to. 

              “Are you tired?" It’s almost a silly question. Entirely rhetorical at this point considering the hour, but she leaned down to press a soft kiss to the crown of his head, "We should both get some sleep soon."        ✖』