Can I Get A Male Matchup? I'm A Female 5'3" Tan Skin, Dark Eyes, & Black Hair. I Wear Glasses & I'm Considered

Can I get a male matchup? I'm a female 5'3" tan skin, dark eyes, & black hair. I wear glasses & I'm considered as smart. I'm an introvert. I value my alone time but I like talking to people. I'm sarcastic & blunt, but I'm an inner dork & a secret romantic. I'm very competitive & want to be the best. I can get pretty loud at times. I'm scary at first and have a rbf but I'm pretty chill. I play piano, guitar, & clarinet. I like art, music, writing, roller skating, anime, kpop, & Broadway musicals

I ship you with, Tsukiyama! Now hear me out. I feel he would love playing songs with you and would share some of your interests. I think you two would be the perfect blend together.

The Tsukiyama audios I posted from this video were pretty popular, so I decided to translate the entire thing. I might do part 2 (Hlter Skelter) later, but we’ll see…

Please listen to the audio while you’re reading it, since Tsukiyama is such an excellent (and dramatic) storyteller, and the audio makes it 1000x better XD Also, anything in these [ ] brackets are add-ons from me, to explain some of the dialogue that’s ambiguous or confusing. And if there’s something I mistranslated, please let me know!!

Update (June 4, 2016): I fixed up the translation, since it’s been over a year and I realized just how awful my translation was then. It should be a lot better now…

Enjoy!

Part 1: 6th ward, Kaneki’s Hideout

Kaneki: As she slowly lifted her head… Kaneki: The pale woman laughed devilishly and said… Kaneki: IT’S YOU!! (Ahh!! Ahhhhh!) Kaneki: The end. Banjou: That was scary…you went too far!! Jiro: Banjou-san, you think you’ll be able to go to the bathroom now, ha ha?! Hinami: Onii-chan, you’re so mean!! Kaneki: Ahaha, sorry about that… Kaneki: Well then, next is… (Someone knocks on the door.) Hinami: Waa (startled)! Tsukiyama: Monsieur and mademoiselle, may I ask what are you doing right now? [Yes, I know it should be “messieurs et and mesdemoiselles” but that’s how Tsukiyama is pronouncing it.] Kaneki: Ah, Tsukiyama-san. Hinami: We’re having a scary story competition. Tsukiyama: Hmm? Horror show…if that’s the case, then may I tell a precious scary story of mine as well? Kaneki: Tsukiyama-san, are you sure you can tell scary stories? Tsukiyama: OF COURSE! Please, take a seat. (Creepy music starts playing.) Tsukiyama: This was when I was only “eleven” years old… Tsukiyama: While I was sleeping, I felt a presence near my feet so I immediately opened my eyes. It was “ushi three time” on the dot… Banjou: “Ushi three time”? Kaneki: Don’t you mean “three in the morning”? [Kaneki says “ushimitsudoki” or 丑三つ時. “Mitsu” means “three”, and “doki” means “time”, so Tsukiyama is saying the kanji’s literal meaning in English.] Tsukiyama: Getting out of bed, I gazed at the presence in the darkness, and just four metres away from the edge of the bed was… Kaneki: Wait a second. Four metres away from the edge of the bed? Tsukiyama-san, where were you sleeping? Tsukiyama: Uh…”where”? Where I usually sleep, of course…but…can I continue my story? [Tsukiyama’s room is gigantic, that bastard.] Tsukiyama: In my line of sight, at the edge of the bed…an old lady with messy hair gave me a wide grin…my young self called for the servant immediately and told her that there was a degenerate. Banjou: Servant? Tsukiyama: Matsumae! Matsumaeeee! (Door opens.) Matsumae: What happened, Shuu-sama!? Tsukiyama: But even though we looked everywhere, there was no sign of the old woman…but a few days after that “lunatic” night… Tsukiyama: I felt the presence again. I opened my eyes in the middle of the night. Turning my gaze to the edge of the bed, this time there were two old ladies…! Jiro: They multiplied. Kaneki: They definitely did. Tsukiyama: I was now feeling “crazy and psycho”, so that night I decided to try and calm myself by playing Chopin… (Tsukiyama starts playing the piano.) Tsukiyama: WAAAAAAAAAA!!! AHHHH, AHHHH, AHHHHHHHHH!!! Matsumae: Shuu-sama!? Tsukiyama: After that, the old lady didn’t visit for a while, but…a few months later, I felt a strange air around me, so I opened my eyes. Tsukiyama: I’d never had a “so bad feeling” until now, “oily sweat” dripping down my forehead… Kaneki: Do you mean “greasy” sweat? [Tsukiyama says “oily sweat” in English, while Kaneki says the same thing in Japanese.] Tsukiyama: My mouth is “shake me”, slowly I “open my eyes”…at which point… (Door crashes open.) Tsukiyama: IT’S A MONSTER PARADE!! SCARY WHAT’S A HORROR SHOW…!!! (Jiro: Eh!?) (Banjou: What!?) Tsukiyama: FANATIC CRISIS!! (Kaneki: Tsukiyama-san!?) (Jiro: I’m so confused!) Tsukiyama: CRAZY CRAZY MEEEEEEE!!! Hinami: I don’t understand any of this!! (Wind blowing.) Tsukiyama: …there were a hundred old ladies, squirming around, crowded in my seventy square metre room!! Tsukiyama: IT’S…IT’S…~~!! Tsukiyama: The next day, I heard from my papa that there was a period of time in the Tsukiyama residence in which meat from old ladies were being moved. It seemed that those old ladies’ lost souls arrived in my room. Tsukiyama: So how was it? Was it scary? … Kaneki: In the end, the scariest thing of all might be ghouls…

warning:OOC

 When he left the room after he claimed his prize which had previously belonged to investigator Hanzo, he had mixed feelings about everything he has known thus far. There was no way they could have eaten him, right? After all they had plenty of chances, but never did. They protected him till their death although that doesn’t say anything as far as how many people they killed previously. It did shed a new light on ghouls that his lessons have trained him to think otherwise. That ghouls have emotions. I mean why else would the Quinque choose the one person the ghoul loved and trusted most if ghouls aren’t supposed to have feelings besides hunger. Perhaps ghouls and humans really are not that different after all.     In order to get his thoughts sorted out he walked to the roof top to be alone with his thoughts. He activated the Quinque and just touched it. Feeling and grabbing for whatever was left of his s/o, just wanting to be close. After a while of doing this he decided to talk to the one other person he trusted, Shinohara.    “Hey Mr. Shinohara! Can I ask you something?” He happily obliged, “You’re back! Of course, Juuzou ask away.” “Do ghouls have feelings?”  Shinohara gave a surprised look and then said,” Juuzou you know this. They don’t have emotions and only desire to feast on flesh you experienced it first-hand. They are a danger to mankind.” He sounded so sure of himself. As Juuzou was listening, Shinohara had faded away and was replaced with a ringing that only got louder and louder.   He didn’t know whose words to trust anymore, so a click of a button sealed his fate forever. Shinohara died from multiple stab wounds that day and Juuzou was to be treated as a ghoul if the CCG ever saw him again so he decided to join Aogiri tree and eventually join up with Kaneki Ken. 

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E, f, k for uta and Yomo?

Warning Nsfw:

Uta:

E- Uta is very experienced and it makes the time so much more enjoyable because he knows what the hell he’s doing.

F- he probably loves all of them, but for some reason I think he’d just love 69ing.

K- He’s down for anything really, but I feel he’d be really into bondage, like really into it (kinky bastard)

Yomo:

E- He is kind of experienced. He won’t really do anything without trust so there hasn’t really been that many people, but who knows he might actually surprise you

F- He just loves being close to his s/o, so missionary.

K- He’s pretty vanilla. He’d be into praise though because I mean really, wouldn’t you wanna know if you’re doing a good job?

@soutasnotebook Ithink I ressolved the problem with the asks and sorry for the inconvenience. There might be some slight OOCness, but please enjoy!~

WARNINGS: none

It started with a few sideways glances. Uta had the look of longing in his eyes so Itori looked to see what he was staring at only to connect his gaze to Yomo. Then suddenly everything clicked. She decided to ask him about it once his presumed crush left. "So." "Yes Itori?"

"Be honest with me here. Do you like Yomo?" The males eyes widened for a split second before regaining his composure. "Hm. It would appear I do." The woman smiled brightly and shouted,"I knew it!" She hit her hands on the table and started asking questions such as, 'how long or why.' "I don't know. All I know is it just happened." The red head put on a playfully evil grin. "Ya know, I think you two would make a good couple so I think I should work my magic." She stood up from her chair and streched. Uta watched showing his distaste for the situation he was currently in. "Oh come on you gotta do something about it!" From then on Itori made a personal goal to get these two together even giving Uta plenty of advice and dropping hints in front of Yomo.