Nikuro13Hitachiin

They were everywhere. Mushy, passionate couples, doing a variety of things with one another. You wouldn't say you were jealous, even if you were. At this point, it was a bit irritating to be walking around and seeing people constantly fawn over one another. 'At least they're enjoying themselves,' you thought. Perhaps that sounded a tad too bitter. It was partially your fault for getting yourself into a relationship with your counterpart with constantly off killing humans. More than partially in all honesty. You came to understand that Ayato couldn't always be at your beck and call, and that was fine with you. You just wished that he'd put mo

Abusive: Ayato x Ghoul!Reader He was abusive of their childhood friendship. He was abusive of [y/n]’s obvious emotional attachment to him. [Y/n] didn’t know why she still stayed with him. Maybe it was because of the tsundere-like reactions he had when his men got hurt. Maybe it was that fire in his eyes, that made him alive. Maybe it was because he had those moments of tenderness, where he’d look at her and smile almost imperceptibly. Whatever it was, it was enough to keep her with him. But the pain was there. It was there when she saved him from a rampaging Kaneki Ken. It took her almost three days to heal fully. Ayato v

Warning: Contains Some Inappropriate / Foul Language. "One Cappuccino, please." You requested with a smile. The waitress quickly scribbled down your order before walking over to the next table. Today, you were in an incredibly cheerful mood. Not because it was a beautifully warm and sunny day. And not even because you passed your college entrance exams with flying colors. Today, you were finally able to spend some time with your signicant other. While a trip to the local coffee shop wasn't exactly your idea of a romantic date, you certainly weren't about to complain. In recent weeks, having alone time with Ayato was a somewhat difficult t

~A/N: Only because the song is super catchy and upbeat~ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OPf0YbXqDm0     "Please?"     "Why?"     "Just once!"     At the current moment, you were staring down into your lovers eyes with a pleading expression, his head resting comfortably on your lap as you ran your slim digits through his thick tresses, brushing them away from his forehead where they stubbornly retreated to their natural position. He narrowed his eyes slightly, giving you a skeptical, slightly irritated look as you sighed dramatically. "I know we usually don't do anything for Valentines Day, and I'm okay with just watching corny shows a