Ok, this is a horrible joke, but hey, matches Mutsuki’s character rn. If you guys haven’t played Doki Doki Literature Club, please go play it.
Isn’t he an interesting character. Love him to bits. I can hear Urie crying in the distance already. 😂
Just wanted to draw the two as ghouls lol because damn i find full black/dark eyes with unique irises aesthetically beautiful Ive long since want to make a crossover with them but i suck at promising others and myself x'D
I guess they love that crossover and idk if you've read Tokyo Ghoul but Kaneki and Mob are really similar, except Kaneki got fucked up because he had nobody to turn to where ass Mob didn't because he has people to turn to..
I’ve only watched TG but yeah they really are similar!!! There are too many characters part of the They Did Nothing Wrong™ Club.,,,, I’m,, at least really glad that Mob has people there for him (; w ;). hHHHHH they deserve better, my poor sons qwq) //3
I really enjoy this crossover though!! It’s really cool!!
hhhhhh so I just started a new series based on this amazing crossover rp I’ve been doing for the past few months >////< It’s basically what what would happen if Alois from Kuroshitsuji ended up in Tokyo Ghoul! :O
The official summary is here:
With Ciel and Sebastian gone and Claude's true intentions shining through; Alois is desperate to find a way to break the contract. When he hears rumors about inhuman creatures who feast on human flesh, he heads to Tokyo to not only find one, but to convince them to turn him into one himself! After all, the contract would be null and void if Alois wasn't human anymore right?
The ending result is something he could have never imagined.
Alternatively; Alois heads to Tokyo expecting to find a bloodthirsty monster. Instead he meets Kaneki Ken; a sweet, shy, boy who's somehow taken it upon himself to fix Alois's broken self. But Kaneki has cracks of his own. Can they save each other, or will enemies (or even themselves) tear them apart?
You can read the first chapter on AO3 here --> Heart Exchange ch1
if you haven't seen tokyo ghoul please ignore this, but could you do an angst tg crossover where kagami's s/o finds out he's a ghoul while he hasn't been eating?
The thunder is a grumble. A gunshot to the ears.
The sharp, scratching pangs of hunger are insatiable. The pain ripples and tears through his stomach. The noose around his stomach tightens further. The storms within him ricochet. The scathing hot coals clouded his senses, derailing, desensitising. Kagami hissed and groaned and sobbed as he tossed and turned. Long fingers reach out for the door, just to be dragged away a split second after.
Despite the torment he brought upon himself, he still hears the wind rustling through trees and leaves. The sky is black with wisps of barely visible clouds, yet the iridescence of the moon is intense enough to cast a faint hue on the furniture in his room. An abundance of empty cans of black coffee scatter across the wooden floor, clattering when he tosses and turns in growing lunacy.The clouds are swirling in pile ups, the skeletal fingers of incandescence snap down to caress the Earth. A thunderous crash resonates in Kagami’s ears. He grunts and almost roars, but any noise he makes is inaudible over lightening.
He sees red. His cravings are almost speaking to him. Food. Coffee. Someone; Flesh. His ears were swamped with his intrusive thoughts, while his fingers clawed at the wooden flooring. His eyes widened at the sight as he momentarily sees past the red mist. He grits his teeth and swats the empty cans away. Tears of frustration finally gathered with the thin veneer of his own sweat.
Kagami had almost forgotten how the pangs of desperation felt. But he couldn’t eat. You had enriched his life, yet made it impossible for him to depersonalise any other human for the sake of a quick bite. He would envision your sweet smile, your laugh and your eyes. It staved off his hunger, at least for long enough for the human to get away. He was hopeless. Now here he was, curled up into a ball in his room, the only sources of light being the dim rays peeking through the crack in the door, and the moonlight.
“Kagami?” He hears you call from the front door. You must have been making a surprise visit, during the time he wanted to see you the least.
No. Kagami shakes his head to himself in disbelief, squeezing his eyes shut as he can feel everything crumble around him.
“Kagami-kun, it’s me. Are you still ill?” Your knocks against the hollow door invades his ears. His mind turns to the sheets of supple skin that drape your knuckles.
His hands tangle in his hair as he chants profanities to himself, disgusted by himself. His desperation looms, and hisses at him, trying to pull his strings and force him to surrender to the side of him he was most scared of at this point.
“Go away.” He utters, his voice shaky. The tumblers to the front door turned and the intense smell followed immediately. He saw the familiar flicker of azure reaching out from the corner of his eye, as wisps of the wonderfully warm, sweet and comforting scent surrounded him. He was being enveloped in his torturous desires.
He bites down on his own kagune, forcing the rinkaku now stained in blood to retreat. His body was acting on brutal instinct, hunger overriding prior thought.
The ache was like the searing heat of a branding rod. He’s losing a game of tug and war with himself.
“I hope you don’t mind me coming in. I brought some soup.” You call out from the hallway. Oh god, that mellow tone. It was laced in gentle concern, but his heart wild ran wild in fear of what he might do. The more steps you took, the closer he was to ruining everything. You would want nothing to do with a ghoul nearing the brink of starvation.
Your footsteps echo through the hallway as you approach. They grow in volume alongside his heartbeat and drive panic into his mind. Your scent was delectable to the point of intoxication. He wasn’t sure if it was saliva trailing down the side of his mouth or beads of sweat.
“Taiga?” The door opened, letting light shine into what was almost a pitch black room. The bag of goods in your right hand falls to the floor as Kagami looks up. Your voice momentarily pulls him out of a sea of maddened delusions. Red irises stood out from the corner of the room. Your eyes widen in shock as you catch sight of your partner.
Kagami’s dark hair clings to his face, while his skin is marred with a thin veneer of sweat. A trickle of blood runs from his bruised lip, and his eyes, now red, well up in tears at the sight of you.
Your knees tremble as your hand moves over your chest. You aren’t sure whether to feel pity or terror, but you’re sure that your reaction is a mixture of both. Your lips part, but no sound leaves, all words are caught in your throat as you want to ask so, so many questions, but the Kagami in front of you, isn’t the Kagami you fell in love with.
Your fear is easy to sense, Kagami wants to reassure you but your close proximity is clouding out everything. Everything slips from his fingers, he loses track of what he’s doing, but he thinks he’s getting to his feet. His mind is elsewhere, thinking about that aquarium nearby the beach he wanted to take you, and all the times you’ve tried to look out for him.
As the mist begins to clear and he slowly regains his senses, he still doesn’t know what’s happened. But something about the situation is familiar. He recognises the sickly sweet, metallic smell of blood.
I thought I’d post my pictures from this post separately as well. (click for caps)
Iwaizumi has rinkaku because of the raw (brute) power rinkaku is described as having. (& he’s shirtless because the others were all drawing shirtless ghouls and I thought it’d be good muscle practice.)
I thought a bikaku would suit Oikawa bc they dont have any particular weaknesses that stand out. In this picture Oikawa’s is supposed to be in the process of forming (when the Rc cells leakout and still have to become a solid anything).