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A prompt i did on Tunas discord server a while ago. I actualy spend a lot of time on this. Quite proud of how it turned out.

Fanart for Ernands fic "The Most Dangerous Prey". I love it!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29692989/chapters/73016214

Fanart for “The Most Dangerous Prey” by Ernand chaper 4

 https://archiveofourown.org/works/29692989/chapters/74232798

This quote inspired me  to make Koala Izuku: "The changes to taste and digestion caused Izuku to develop a highly limited diet. Much like koalas or pandas, your son is only able to eat one thing. Anything else will cause him severe indigestion, possibly triggering an allergic reaction and illness.”

I LOVE THE TG AU FOR HAIKYUU 😭

When Unravel plays on repeat and you’re too lazy to switch the music player settings because you’re catching up with the Haikyuu!! manga…

Gift for beowulf: “He wishes he’d ignored Sukuna when he’d been approached, wished he hadn’t been thinking with his dick, wishes Sukuna hadn’t been so fucking good in bed.” (JJK18+ Holiday Exchange)

On the Precipice

⚠️ Dub/non con, TG inspired, cannibalism, psychological, pwp ⚠️

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Yuuji feels like he’s here and yet not.

It’s been a week since he turned, a week since he decided he wouldn’t eat another human, and in just one week he lost control. He wants to blame it on Sukuna. It’s his fault he has this new hunger, this insatiable appetite, but he knows there are people who are better. He briefly pictures Maki in his mind. He’d accidentally walked in on her having dinner one night, had run to the bathroom, and gagged at the macabre sight that he’d seen, but this…this was worse. At least she had been respectful enough, elegant, and had played the part of a human. How could he ever look her in the eyes and…

He groans and Sukuna laughs behind him, his thrusts becoming slower and harder, pushing him painfully into his dinner.

He wishes he’d ignored Sukuna when he’d been approached, wished he hadn’t been thinking with his dick, wishes Sukuna hadn’t been so fucking good in bed. Maybe he should have listened to Junpei when he mentioned Sukuna was not the type of creature - fuck, how could he have been so blind - to hang around with.

“What are you thinking so hard about?” It’s just a whisper, but it sounds so loud right next to his ear. It’s taunting and he doesn’t have to feel the way Sukuna’s lips curve up against his cheek to know he’s smirking, “Still thinking about that boy?”

He feels Sukuna’s teeth move along his neck, stopping at his pulse, kissing it so tenderly, right before diving in, not deep, but enough for him to feel the blood seep from his body. He should feel pain, should shout at Sukuna to fuck off but god, this is so addicting. Sukuna grunts and curses and drinks, and Yuuji can feel him throbbing inside him. How long have they been playing? He feels his legs burn, the sound of his pants dragging in tandem

He’s on a precipice. Not only on the verge of coming but also on the verge of losing a part of himself. He thinks of his grandfather but his image and words are blurred and muddled black, Sukuna’s grunts and sighs replacing them, the feeling of his abdomen tightening with every thrust, every lick, the smell, the taste…

“Go on Yuuji,” Sukuna purrs, slightly out of breath, “Don’t play with your dinner. It'll go cold soon.”

Yuuji’s hands, which he’d used to protect the people he loved, are now dyed red. They slip from the table he’s being fucked over with every thrust, forcing him to repeatedly find new purchase, forcing him to keep touching and digging and corrupting. He feels the wetness of the blood covering the surface, covering his abdomen, it's probably on his dick too, but there's no time to check. He hears the slap of bodies, but also the drops of life as it falls to the floor, the sound of flesh roughly pushed around the table. The smell is intoxicating. He’s sure his eyes are red, the whites turned pitch black.

“Ah fuck,” Sukuna groans as he picks up the pace and softens each thrust, drags it out, and Yuuji isn’t sure which he prefers more, the rough treatment or the teasing and rubbing, and fuck, Sukuna is so perfect, this is why he couldn't stay away, “You take me so well. That’s why I’m rewarding you, ugh. He was your favorite, right?”

Sukuna holds him, stops him from falling, but only just. Yuuji knows he wants to push, but savors his every reaction, likes it when he begs, “Su-Sukuna… more. ”

He pushes back, closes his eyes, wants to forget but Sukuna isn’t so accommodating.

Strong fingers grip his hair, push his head into the mess that used to be his friend. He can’t remember how it happened. One moment he’d been ravenous, the next he’d…he’d…Sukuna was there. He’d been laughing and Yuuji had been delirious and before he knew it, he'd been up against the table, Sukuna pushing into him.

He feels his face meet the surface of the table painfully, feels the texture of his first kill, warm still, fragrant…he’s drooling, he’s sure, and with each breath, the taste teases his senses.

He’s so close, so close…

“Come now Yuuji,” Sukuna whispers, “Are you really going to say no to me?”

And Yuuji complies.

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A/N:

beowulf, i hope you enjoy this, happy holidays :>

tbh, i wasn't sure what i would write for you. your prompts were a little darker than i like so i was going to just take it easy with magic AU but then I started imagining and writing and omg, jjk bring out the worst in me?! like, no other fandom has me writing such corrupt content...and i kind of love it *goes and hides in a corner*

sorry to junpei but he was already dead in canon so i thought, may as well... (or you can imagine someone else, i was vague on purpose)

like usual, pls feed me with comments~

Red

Kuroo Tetsurou x GN! Reader

Tokyo Ghoul AU

Genre: Angst

Warnings: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH! heavy angst, gore, blood

this took a lot of time and i am so sorry... I had irl stuff and tests too. hope you enjoy this :D

Chapter I

Tetsurou laughed coldly at the man struggling below him. Pathetic. The man knew he would be eaten any second, but he still fought back. Tetsurou ignored his pleas and clicked his tongue, deep in thought. Humans were interesting. They struggled and struggled until last, knowing it would be less painful if they just give up.

All that thinking had made him curious now. He loosened his grip on the man. He pulled his head up by the hair and leaned in close to him. "Hey. Tell me," the man's face was a bloody mess. He didn't smell that tasty. Middle-aged, bald people never did. "Why are you not giving up? You're gonna die in the end anyways. So, why do you want it to be so painful?"

"P-Please. Let me go, please," the man stuttered out. He was shaking in Tetsurou's hold and had probably soiled his pants. Tetsurou tsked, annoyed for not getting answers and snapped the man's neck in half.

His appetite was gone now and no way was he eating a gross old man who stinked of shit.

"Kuro."

Tetsurou turned and found Kenma typing away on his phone. He smirked. It was rare to see Kenma outside.

"Were you worried I got caught by the CCG? Is that why you're here?" Tetsurou said, wiping a fake tear.

Kenma sent him a look of disgust. "Shut up. Yaku wanted to talk to you about something important, I don't know. He sent me to come get you."

Yaku? Something important? Tetsurou instantly regretted not hiding the expensive coffee he stole from Yaku. And Kenma agreeing to even step out of the building was news too. "About what?" he asked.

"You'll know when you get there."

"Mr. Hayase!"

The elevator's doors had started to close. You ran, yelling at the person inside, Mr. Hayase, to hold it open. Thankfully, he did and you were able to get in. Panting, you thanked him and leaned against the wall of the elevator.

"Jeez, L/N!" Mr. Hayase hissed. "Why are you in such a hurry?"

You took a moment to control your breathing before answering him. "I have an important meeting in 2 minutes."

He hummed. "You got promoted recently, right?"

"Yeah. I'm a Senior Investigator now."

Mr. Hayase flashed you a grin. "Be careful out there. Promotion means more danger."

You grinned back. "I know. I didn't get promoted for nothing, you know. I'll be able to handle it."

You were on your floor now. You bowed quick and low to Mr. Hayase and rushed to the meeting room. Mr. Hayase was one of the scientists who worked for the CCG. He was also the one who made you your quinque.

You were lucky the meeting had not started yet. Apologizing, you sat down in your place.

"First day as a Senior Investigator and you're pathetically late." Nakamura Yuuichi, smirked.

You raised your eyebrow. Checking your watch you said, "Actually, I'm 17 seconds early. Well, it's 16 now."

"Don't act smart L/N," Nakamura hissed. You and Nakamura always had a sort of enmity since your trainee days. Always, trying to mock each other, insults would be thrown around without actually meaning them. Why it was like this, you had no idea.

"I'm not acting, Nakamura. I am smart."

Nakamura looked like he wanted to strangle you then and there. It was your turn to smirk.

"Now, if you both could shut up so we can actually start with the meeting," Ms. Rei said, voice deadly serious.

You made a show of pursing your lips and Nakamura clenched his fist and leaned back on his chair.

Ms. Rei eyed the two of you before beginning the meeting. "We received reports of a new ghoul organization," she started.

"Actually, it's not new. We got to know about only recently. The ghouls have been doing a good job laying low. They call themselves Nekoma. They're like Fukurodani—the one which was brought down by the CCG only recently."

Fukurodani was a pain in the ass to subdue. Their leader, Bokuto was an S-rated ghoul with immense strength. His mood swings–a blessing to the CCG–would slow him down. But, ever since Akaashi, an A-rated ghoul, joined their ranks, Bokuto's mood swings were lessened. The pretty ghoul knew how to control Bokuto.

"We don't have much details on the leader or members of Nekoma. We need to find their hide out and hunt them down. We can't let them take over Tokyo." Ms. Rei sat down and rummaged through the pile of files.

"Excuse me," you spoke up. Ms. Rei stopped and looked at you. "Do we have any info on the ranks of the ghouls?"

She sighed and shook her head. "Like I said before, Nekoma has laid low for a long time now. Some investigators caught one of their underlings and managed to get some information out of him. That ghoul only knew the name of the organization and nothing else. Not even the names of his fellow members."

You nodded a thank you and looked down at the file placed on your desk. This investigation will be hard, you thought. You opened the file and found the picture of a man-ghoul-staring back at you. He was a B-rated bikaku, according to the details below his picture. Satoshi Kimura, the ghoul, was caught near one of the garbage dumps in the outskirts of the city. Satoshi was in his late twenties, a few years older than you.

Ms. Rei cleared her throat and everyone turned to look at her. "Nekoma's investigation will be handed to L/N and L/N's squad. Senior Investigator L/N, you can visit Cochlea, where the ghoul from Nekoma is being kept, to gather more information. You will also be assigned a squad of 5 members. I wish you luck on this investigation."

You stood up from your place and shook hands with her. "You will not be disappointed." She gave you a red colored file saying that it had the most details about Nekoma. You thanked her and sat down. Excitement was coursing through your veins. You were going to be a squad leader! You refrained yourself from doing a victory dance.

You were going to find out Nekoma's base and capture all of them.

"Now," Ms. Rei started. "Moving on to the age old case of Itachiyama. Nakamura, like Y/N, you will also be assigned a squad. You are to bring Itachiyama down."

Mr. Minamoto, Assistant Special Investigator spoke up. "But, Rei! Even the Assistant Special Investigator Nishimura and his squad weren't able to kill them. How can you assign this to a Senior Investigator? That too Nakamura was promoted not long ago."

A cold shiver ran down your spine. Ms. Nishimura's squad was brutally murdered by the ghouls of Itachiyama, Ms. Nishimura being the only survivor. She had retired after the incident and had left the country. You couldn't blame her, though. Watching your squad, your comrades die in front you was the bad enough. But, being the only survivor was the worst.

Ms. Rei nodded. "You're right Minamoto. But, that was 2 years ago. Itachiyama has weakened since then. Since the two S-rated ghouls, Sakusa Kiyoomi and Komori Motoya, left Itachiyama and joined another organization. It's safe to say now that Itachiyama is easy to take down. There's mostly A to B-rated ghouls. No S-rated either. That's why Nakamura and his squad are assigned with this."

Mr. Minamoto didn't look convinced. Yet he nodded and looked at Nakamura, silently asking him if he was okay with it.

Nakamura wasn't fazed in the slightest. Instead, he bounced in his seat with pure enthusiasm. That was so Nakamura-ish. Always getting excited at difficult challenges. You had to suppress a smile.

"However," Ms. Rei looked at Nakamura, eyebrows raised. "If you don't want to do it, we can give it to some-"

"I'll do it!" Nakamura bounced up from his seat.

Ms. Rei took a step back. "Alright, then." She said and handed him the files.

Nakamura smirked at you. I'm gonna win Y/N, he mouthed.

Not if I kick your ass first Yuuichi, you mouthed back.

The café was warm and cozy. You placed your order and sat at your table, in the far corner. You would be meeting your squad tomorrow and you were nervous. Very nervous. After collecting the necessary files you had decided to get some coffee before heading back home. So, here you were, in your favorite cafe, files tucked neatly in your bag, waiting for your coffee.

The waiter called your name saying that your order was ready. You got in a hurry and grabbed your bag. You didn't want to leave it alone and risk the files getting leaked. Thanking the waiter, you walked out of the cafe while adjusting your bag on your shoulder. You took a sip and the next you knew was that you had collided into something and were on the ground, coffee spilled, files askew. You had zipped the bag, right?

The files spread across the café's floor said otherwise. You mentally kicked yourself, and scrambled up. You shoved the files in your bag and stood up straight, ready to apologize to the person you collided into.

"I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry!"

The person–a man–was apologizing with his head bent low. He looked up and spoke.

"I spilled your drink. Let me buy you another one."

You shook your head no. You were disappointed that your coffee was spilled, but you didn't want to trouble a stranger.

"I insist, please," the man said. He looked like he just woke up and put on whatever he had in his closet. His unkempt hair was spiky and fell over one of his eyes. His hazel colored, cat-like eyes scanned you up and down.

"Uhh, okay. If you insist." You agreed.

The man smiled, satisfied. "I'll get you your coffee."

After getting the drinks (he took coffee, too) he sat in front of you. Thanking him, you took the warm plastic cup and were about to leave when he stopped you.

"What's your name?" He asked.

You blinked. "L/N Y/N." After a beat, you asked, "What's yours?"

"Kuroo Tetsurou."

Work by: @smolbean12

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Red

Kuroo Tetsurou x GN! Reader

Tokyo Ghoul AU

Genre: Angst, fluff

Warnings: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH!! curse words

Have some fluff yall! I had fun writing this. Oh to be wrapped in kuroo's jacket which smells like him *wails*

Chapter II

"Rank 2 Investigator, Suzuki Akemi!"

The dyed blonde gave a bow. She was of average height and had a lean build. Her tan skin was stark contrast to her hair.

"And I'm, Senior Investigator, L/N Y/N. Nice to meet you."

You shook hands with Suzuki. She seemed like a nice person.

"Ahem! Rank 1 Investigator, Inoue Kentaro. I look forward to working with you," said a short boy with electric blue hair. He was rather jumpy and overly enthusiastic. You smiled and shook hands with him.

Only two of your squad members were here today. The other two, Rank 3 Investigators, would be meeting you the next day. Ms. Rei said it had something to do with disciplinary training.

The thought itself sent chills down your spine. What if you won't be able to control them? Would they think you were incompetent? You had to make a good first impression. You groaned.

Inoue perked up. "Something's wrong, L/N-san? Are you sick? Do you need medical attention?" He asked a never ending string of questions about your health.

You waved your arms in front of him and tried your best to calm him down. "Inoue! It's not like that. Don't overthink."

Suzuki scoffed.

The short male flushed. "I'm sorry, L/N-san. I was concerned, that's all."

"I appreciate your concern. But, you don't need to be that concerned. Get it?"

"Yes."

"Yaku~" Tetsurou called out in a sing-song voice. "I have some good news."

"God, I hope the good news is that you died." Yaku rolled his eyes.

"I wouldn't be here if I were dead, you know. And why would you wish death upon me?" Tetsurou threw a look of faux betrayal.

"Just spit out that good news."

Tetsurou smirked. "So, the Doves are looking for us, right? And the other day I bumped into this cute Investigator in the cafe. Their things fell down and I caught a glimpse of this file. A file about us, Yaku. It was red what with the name 'Nekoma' written on it."

Yaku's eyes were filled with disbelief. "You're lying."

"Why would I? I wouldn't joke about this. You know I care about Nekoma more than anything."

That was true. Nekoma was Testurou's life. He had joined it with Kenma when they were kids, who had nowhere to go. After Nekomata, the old leader of the organization, was killed in a raid by the Doves, Nekoma was leaderless. Many other organizations and Doves tried to kill them. Tetsurou, at that time, had stepped up and took the role of the leader. With Yaku's help, he was able to stabilize the organization and strengthen their defense, all the while managing to stay hidden from the Doves.

Well, that was until last week, when one of their weak members got caught by the Doves and spewed information about Nekoma. Thankfully, the new and weak members only knew the name of the organization they were in. They were shown a false hideout to throw off the spies. Only the closest few members like Kenma, Taketora, Fukunaga and Nobuyuki knew everything about Nekoma.

Yaku licked his lips. "Okay, fine. I believe you. How will you get information out of that Investigator?"

"I was planning on cornering them, somewhere secluded. And, you know, torture them 'til they give us what we want." Testurou let out a long breath and ran his hand through his hair.

"But, we don't know their rank, yet. If they turn out to be super powerful, we're dead meat."

Yaku considered this. "You're right. Besides, there's no guarantee the investigator will yield to us. Some of them are too loyal for their own good."

Tetsurou spread out his arms. He grinned and said, "And that's why I came up with a foolproof, extraordinary plan."

"And what would that be?"

"I talk to L/N, the investigator, gain their trust and get them to tell me what they know. I can also get info of what's happening in the CCG."

Yaku looked like a babysitter who was tired of hearing the bullshit the baby said. "That's one fucking horrible plan, your roster brain came up with. What makes you think they'll trust you"

"Charm, Yaku. Charm. They won't be able to resist me and my good looks. They'll be head over heels for me in a week."

"Yeah. Only if they are into rooster-ghoul hybrids like you, then they will."

"You're saying that 'cause you are jealous."

Before Yaku could retort, Tetsurou said, completely serious, "No matter how bad or risky the plan is, I'll do anything to save Nekoma."

The CCG had provided a home for you and your squad. It was spacious with 5 bedrooms, a large kitchen and 3 bathrooms. Each room had a bed and closet.

You chose the room nearest to the kitchen and told Suzuki and Inoue to choose from the remaining 4. Arranging your things quickly, you went to the living room to be met with an angry Inoue telling off Suzuki.

You cleared your throat to get their attention. They shut up immediately and turned to you, expectant of news. "We'll be starting our investigation as of tomorrow. I want you all to be prepared. I believe you have received your quinques?"

"Yes!" The two yelled.

"Inoue, what's your quinque?" You asked.

"Mine's a bikaku type, rated A."

"You, Suzuki?"

"Koukaku, rated A." She said.

"Alright. Nice quinques. Mine is an ukaku type, rated S. I received it recently. Apparently, it was made from the kagune of the former leader of Nekoma, Nekomata."

"Oh!' Inoue piped up. "That's so cool, L/N-san. I think it will be very useful against the ghouls of Nekoma."

"Stop stating the obvious, shorty." Suzuki deadpanned.

"I'm not short. You're just too tall!"

They continued to bicker. Tired of this already, you decided to take a walk.

It was cold outside and you cursed at yourself for not wearing your jacket. You contemplated going back, but the thought of listening to Suzuki and Inoue argue for even a second made the cold bearable. You reached a park, and sat under the farthest tree.

There were not much kids playing. You spotted a few college students talking animatedly near the swings.

"Y/N-chan!"

You turned and saw–was he Kuroo Tetsurou from that cafe?

Your doubts were confirmed when he came closer to you. He was dressed better this time, and his hair looked tamer. He was wearing a black shirt under a blood red jacket. Black jeans and running shoes completed his look.

He flopped down right beside you and grinned. "Damn, we meet again. Is it fate?"

"I'd call it a coincidence." Kuroo was warm. You leaned into his warmth, unconsciously.

"I believe there is no such thing as coincidence. Everything happens for a reason."

Impressed, you raised your eyebrows. "Are you a philosopher of sorts?"

Kuroo laughed. "God, no. I'm just a college student."

At this point, your arm was in complete contact with his. You couldn't help it. He was warm and you were in need of warmth.

"I reckon you are a college student, too?" He asked.

You took a moment to answer. You weren't sure whether or not to tell him you were a ghoul investigator. So, you went with the safest option. "I'm a college student, too." For some reason he didn't ask which college you went to. You were grateful.

A cold wind blew past, leaving you shivering.

Kuroo straightened up. "Aww, Y/N-chan. You should've worn a jacket. Winter's close you know."

"It isn't that cold," you lied. It was, in fact, very cold. As if on cue, you sneezed.

Kuroo laughed. "Here, have my jacket." He removed his jacket and draped it around your shoulders. The jacket was warm and cozy. You let yourself drown in it.

Putting it on, you thanked him. The jacket was at least 2 sizes bigger which made you feel extremely small.

Kuroo smirked. "You can keep it. Looks good on you."

Your face heated up alarmingly, making you look away from him. It was silent for a moment, before he spoke up.

"Can I have your number? I want to get to know you more."

You agreed and exchanged numbers with him. With a promise to call you later that night, he went home. You went back shortly after.

You had to explain to Inoue and Suzuki that the jacket did not belong to your boyfriend or girlfriend, but instead belonged to an acquaintance of yours. The explanation, however, fell on deaf ears as your subordinates flashed you knowing smirks.

Work by: @smolbean12

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Red

Chapter III

Kuroo Tetsurou x GN! Reader

Tokyo Ghoul AU

Genre: Angst

Warnings: mentions of blood, a bit of gore

yeah im alive. i have no excuse for not posting but im deeply sorry. here's a long-ish chapter. please enjoy :)

Kuroo had called that night. The night after that, and for every night for about three weeks now. Since you were busy with the investigation and Kuroo with college, you two talked more through phone calls and texts than meeting up.

Maeda Akako and Ishii Fujita were the two other squad members. They weren't much trouble, except for how restless and reckless the two were. They seemed to be perfectly disciplined, which was a good thing. The squad had warmed up to you as much as you had to them.

You alternated patrolling the city with your squad so as to get to know them more. It worked with everyone except Suzuki. She answered to only what was asked, nothing more nothing less. Her answers were vague and she never talked about herself. You let it pass as it did not interfere with the investigation. And also, she had extraordinary skills and followed orders without questioning.

"L/N-san," Ishii called. "Inoue and I have a lead about Nekoma's whereabouts. We came across another ghoul during today's morning patrol. We got some info outta him."

Inoue handed you a notepad. The scribbled handwriting was hard to read but you could make out what was written.

"Are you two sure she's not lying? What if this was some false information to throw us off?" Maeda asked.

"Maeda is right," said Suzuki. "Usually, ghoul organizations give false information to the weak ghouls. This way, if they're caught by us it would be no threat to the organization."

"You're right Suzuki," you said. You were having second thoughts about your opinion. What if it was the real hideout? Or what if it was the hideout for the weaker ghouls? Surely, you could not let it go. You had to see the place empty of ghouls with your own eyes to believe the information was false.

"But, Suzuki and I will go there and make sure it's not a hideout. We can't rule out the possibility that the ghouls are there, right? Inoue, Ishii thank you for getting us a lead."

Inoue blushed and muttered a small thank you. Ishii, however, was frowning. "But, if that place turns out to be their actual hideout then how will you fight them? Won't you be overpowered?"

You opened your mouth to answer, but Suzuki was already talking. "We will be going undercover. And we will just be checking the area for ghoul activity. If our suspicions are confirmed, we will get back immediately and plan an attack. Am I right, L/N-san?"

You couldn't help but smile. "Yes, you are."

"Kuroo Tetsurou."

Yaku sounded dangerously calm. This was bad news.

"It has been four fucking weeks and you still haven't an idea how much the Doves know about us. Are you playing a joke?"

Tetsurou swallowed. Yaku was a total demon when he was angry. And Yaku looked beyond angry now. He looked at Kenma for help, but he smirked at Tetsurou and continued to play on his phone.

He smiled and hoped to lighten the mood. "Now, now. I can't just ask L/N-chan how much they know. It'll blow my cover."

Yaku looked unimpressed. Tetsurou continued.

"I'm gaining their trust. This takes some time, of course. L/N-chan is a Dove. One small slip up and I'll be rotting in Cochlea. I need more time Yaku, rushing things won't be good. I have to make sure they trust me. And then, slowly I'll leak everything they know about us."

Yaku raised an eyebrow. "And then?"

"Then what?"

"What will you do after getting what we want?"

Tetsurou laughed. It was cold and the sound bounced off the walls of the room. "You act so smart even though you are so stupid deep down. I'll kill them, of course! What else am I supposed to do?"

"You better."

The address Ishii and Inoue gave led to an abandoned, half-finished apartment complex. It was pretty far away from both the CCG and your home so you had made sure to carry your quinque. Apparently, the construction was stopped as the builder was involved in a sort of a gamble, lost all his money and could not pay his workers.

A few homeless people slept in sleeping bags near the thick cement pillars of the building. The sound of rain drops falling on the ground was audible despite the snoring.

Suzuki tugged on your sleeve causing you to stop walking. She pointed to a flight of stairs and tilted her head. Let's go upstairs.

You agreed and made your way as silently as possible. The stairs had no railings and were narrow. One had to be careful while climbing.

The next floor was empty. However, it stank of something rotten. You looked at Suzuki, she too seemed to notice something was off.

"L/N-san," Suzuki whispered. "I'll go check that side. You check here."

You agreed even though you knew splitting up was a bad idea. "If something bad happens, yell. Okay?"

Suzuki nodded, and the two of you split. You walked silently on the dust covered cement. Small spots of red caught your attention. Bending down, you rubbed a gloved finger over it. Dry. The reddish brown color was proof that someone was here not long ago. You looked around for more and found a few more spots that led you to an empty room. Or so you thought.

There was a soft gasp, which you later realized was your own. A body lay on the ground. The woman—you could tell from the unscratched face—had her throat slit open. Her arms and legs were bitten all over. The wall behind the corpse was painted in blood.

The smell of rotting flesh made bile rise up to your throat. As a ghoul investigator, you had seen worse than this. But, you could never get used to this.

The woman's eyes stared up at you, devoid of life. You bent down slowly and closed her eyes. Uttering a quick prayer, you searched the area for any kagune secretions or markings. You sent a quick text to your squad asking them come as soon as possible.

You got out of the room and searched for Suzuki. You found her talking to a man kneeling on the floor, with his hands behind his head.

"Suzuki, what's going on?" you asked.

She turned, which made it easy for you to get a look at the man. Your blood ran cold when the all-too-familiar hazel eyes met yours. Messy hair that stuck out in all directions, slanted eyebrows, broad shoulders-were too familiar.

Kuroo Tetsurou was kneeling behind Suzuki, hands behind his head, blood across his face and shirt.

"L/N?" Kuroo's eyes were wide like saucers.

Before you could speak, Suzuki asked, "You know L/N-san?"

He nodded. "Yes. We met in a cafe, I spilled their coffee. We met again and we became friends."

"Is what he's saying true L/N-san?"

"That's not how you put it, but, it's true nonetheless." You agreed.

A lopsided grin spread on Kuroo's face. When he spoke, he sounded like he was talking to a lost child. "You shouldn't be here, L/N-chan. It's dangerous."

You ignored him. Job first, Kuroo later.

"Why are you covered in blood? What are you even doing here?" A bloody corpse and a suspect covered in blood. You knew what it was, but, god you wanted to be wrong. You did not want Kuroo to be a ghoul.

"Uhh, I'll start with the second question first." Kuroo licked his lips. "A friend—enemy, to be precise—called me here. Said they wanted to 'set things right'. However, I did not know he wanted to do it by stabbing me." He shrugged a little at the end.

"Enemy? Stab you?"

"I have a lot of enemies. Most of them want me dead."

You took a deep breath. "You are a college student, Kuroo. Why would anyone want to kill you?"

"I may have pissed off the members of yakuza." He wouldn't look at you. His bangs covered one of eyes as he looked down.

"You-what?"

Kuroo opened his mouth to explain, but you cut him off. "No. Forget that. Don't talk- no. And stay here."

You dragged Suzuki away from him, stopping when you were out of his earshot. You whispered to her as low as possible: "I found a body of a woman in a room, on the other side of the building. I'm positive it was done by a ghoul."

Suzuki nodded, eyes dark. "Do you think he has anything to do with it?"

"I'm not a hundred percent sure he's human. We are somewhat friends, and-and why would a ghoul befriend an investigator?"

"I don't know, L/N-san. With what we have, it's safe to say he is a ghoul. And the story he told us is crap."

You rubbed your temples in frustration. His explanation was not true and you knew it. Kuroo Tetsurou was a cocky, laid back man with a heart of gold. Or so you thought. Or so he made you think.

Kuroo Tetsurou was not a ruthless, cold hearted ghoul who preyed on the innocent. Or so you wanted to believe.

"L/N-chan!" Kuroo's voice echoed in the empty building. "You might want to save me."

Surrounding Kuroo were five masked ghouls, their kagune ready to attack you three. Four of them slowly walked towards you and Suzuki. Their masks had the outline of a green snake curled on the side. The fifth one pulled up Kuroo by his shirt.

You had sent a text to your squad, you remembered. They must be on their way.

Kuroo looked at you, fear etched across his face. The ghoul holding him, shoved him forward. Kuroo stumbled.

"It's been a while since I have had some meat," he muttered. He had a gold snake on his mask unlike the others. The ghoul pushed his mask up a little and bit Kuroo's shoulder.

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