#yoshimura kuzen

[javaghoul]

This might be a bit late but I’ve just gotta know. From both the CCG and Ghouls: who saw Barbie, Oppenheimer, or saw both?

not as late as me because I haven't seen either. I'll do my best 💪

TEAM BARBIE 👠

Touka (forced into it by Yoriko)

Koma

Nishiki (forced into it by Kimi)

Itori, Uta, Nico, Roma (watched it together, with drinks)

Banjou & Gasmasks (no explanation needed)

Hinami

Shuu ("forced" but not really by Chie)

Mutsuki, Saiko, Ginshi and Haise (watched it together, with snacks)

Mabuchi

Hanbee

Seidou (but shh 🤫)

Miza

Hide

TEAM OPPENHEIMER 💣

Nishiki & Kimi

Uta

Mado

Akira

Arima

Yoshimura

Kaneki

Hide

Koori

Shuu

Mirumo

!Bonus! NEITHER

Ayato was Barbie-curious, but backed out at the last minute

Eto (no time for movies, but will sit reading a book for four hours straight)

Furuta is too busy doing god-knows what to go to the cinema

Urie leans more towards Oppenheimer, but like Eto has no time for movies (but will work out for 3 hours)

Naki heard Oppenheimer was about "bombs and shit" and walked out bored after 15 minutes

Yomo thinks he's too dumb to enjoy Oppenheimer, too smart to enjoy Barbie

Neither appealed to Suzuya

Amon has no time for movies when JUSTICE needs to be served

Not sure how accurate these are because I haven't seen them. Lemme know if you'd make any adjustments!

[elmaxlys]

TG Sexyman Poll - Round 3: Yoshimura Kuzen VS Morimine Kyouhei

Kuzen is a former V cleaner and the manager of Anteiku, and Kyouhei is a police officer from the Void novel.

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[whattahvv]

[lurkerwithcomputer]

A more polished up version of the oneshot with Kuzen and Ukina.

[ghoulsbian]

ok coming back to this post...

we all know root A is sort of a hunk of garbage. i don't disagree with that.

HOWEVER,

it sure does have its moments. like, this first gif with yoshimura prying the doors open; t e r r i f y i n g ! ! !

it's truly animated so beautifully, so hauntingly...

really reminds me of something out of neon genesis evangelion. i don't know if anyone else gets those vibes, but i do.

[canadianlucifer]

the ghouls struggle to cook a soup

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[as21-7]

anteiku

[javaghoul]

would also explain why Yomo was lurking around the underground in volume 4.

WHICH WAS NEVER CANONICALLY EXPLAINED 🙄

Let's just assume he was on the lookout for more waifs and strays.

I think after Arata was captured, I think Touka and Ayato ran into 24th Ward because that's the ghoul society, or maybe Hikari came from that. Hence why Touka can speak its dialect why Ayato doesn't (because he was too young)

Then Mr. Yoshimura learned about them and took them under his wings, as a reward for Yomo's services/Yomo begged him to. But since the siblings lived in 24th ward for a while they were agressive and violent.

[haiseswidow]

Ghoultober day 7~ Owl

~Yoshimuras~

[javaghoul]

Tokyo Ghoul reread volume 2

Love all the floating shit. The colour pages in the first two volumes feel happy and whimsical 🥰

Hi Itori. Or at least Itoris' look alike. Does anyone else see the resemblance?

"I'll explain eventually..." except he never did because he never does. Alright, so! Yoshimura. One of the things that pisses me off about him and makes me think he's not really so great is he DELIBERATELY withholds information from Kaneki (and others as we see later). He wants Kaneki to get to know the world of ghouls and form his own judgements, yet Yoshimura drip-feeds information. It wouldn't be such a big deal (perhaps he's waiting to see how much he can trust Ken before he shares?), except the information he hoards to himself IS A LIFE OR DEATH MATTER TO KEN. It really fucking annoys me anyway.

I always felt that Touka was trying to convince herself here, not Ken.

Hide finding these and adding it to his coffee ☠️

[elmaxlys]

TG Sexyman Poll - Round 2: Washuu Tsuneyoshi VS Yoshimura Kuzen

Tsuneyoshi is the head of the Washuu Clan and the CCG’s chairman, and Kuzen is a former V cleaner and the manager of Anteiku.

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[javaghoul]

thank you! I think it's great!

Hi 👏 if you're still accepting the drawing asks, how about Yoshimura? I never see any fan art of him !

Hope you're good 😁

Tysm for the ask! I loved trying to draw an older person :)

[ishikisen]

I was having a leisurely lunch, then I thought of the following scene:

Eto: ...Okay, I forgave you for abandoning me in the 24th District. On one condition... You can't make that same mistake again. OK?

Yoshimura: Ok Eto, I won't repeat that mistake...

*Yomo enters the room*

Yomo: Fueguchi-san is dead, are we really going to send Hinami to the 24th District?...

Eto: ...

Yoshimura: ...

Eto: SERIOUSLY!?

[lurkerwithcomputer]

Inevitable

Even in an AU, some things don’t change.

Her shoes scuff on the damp, sandy concrete, and she almost slips. Eto half-wakes in her baby carrier, giving a disgruntled sniffle. She takes a deep breath, steadying her stride. Dust motes drift, luminous, in the dim light of cheap bare bulbs.

Kuzen keeps himself closer to her as they turn a blind corner. She can see the tension in his shoulders, the way his eyes sweep over dark doorways and mark out the maintenance hatches occasionally bolted into the wall. A damp smell builds, one that isn't just water dripping from the corroded, wheezing pipes overhead.

They turn again and she stifles a gasp.

The wooden beams holding up the shantytown are bolted to the steel girders of one of Tokyo's flood cisterns, the lowest floor barely above a faded paint line reading "maximum water level". The grating rattles as they walk, and when they reach the plank floor, her steps echo in the cavernous space. Pumps or ventilation fans drone in the distance, creating a white noise background that leaves her hearing strangely fuzzy.

Kuzen knocks at a door made of the same planks as the floor and walls, once, then three times, once again, and twice.

Footsteps tap from the other side. After a moment, the door is pulled open by a man in a long, dark coat. He takes them in, looking her in the eyes. His own are dark, set in a lean, bony face, pale from lack of sunlight. Those eyes are very like Kuzen's - long-suffering, wary eyes, with fine lines that make him look older than he probably is.

He shuts the door, firmly, and turns to them.

She moistens her suddenly dry mouth with her tongue, tasting damp and dust on the air, but Kuzen speaks first.

"Noroi, old friend."

Eto wakes again, at his voice. Her baby gives a hissing gurgle, grabbing at the front of her clothes, right over her chest. At least she knows where food comes from, she muses.

"Good to see you, Kuzen." He certainly sounds closer to Kuzen's age than he looks.

Eto reaches up and tugs at the edges of her hood, making grumpy whimpers than haven't quite become crying. Noroi glances back to her.

"I'm not the type to be shocked by bare breasts. Feed your child," he says, his tone softer than his words.

"Ah, I haven't introduced myself," she says, glancing up from unzipping the hoodie she's wearing as a top, "Ukina."

"Pleased to finally meet you," Noroi muses, hard-bitten face lightening a little, "and who is this little one?"

"Eto."

"A beautiful name," he says, softly, gently, almost a whisper.

His voice is tuned for ghoul hearing, she realizes. She winces as Eto latches on to her breast with definitely more strength than a human baby would have. She almost misses the smile Noroi and Kuzen share.

Their faces fall again as they lock eyes for a moment.

"To talk shop, Noroi, they are almost at our heels. If something happens to us and you have to raise Eto, then ransack our apartment. There's plenty of hidden valuables, and you know as well as I do that you'll need it to support a child."

"Consider it done, if it becomes necessary," Noroi says, grimly, and a cold certainty settles in her chest.

There's no "if" with V. Just "when". Noroi looks to share her thought, for the lines under his eyes are pulled tighter now.

"And," she adds in, a sudden fierce heat filling her chest, "if you find V there to do the same thing, roll some heads, for us. Just make sure you come home to Eto."

Kuzen turns to her, surprise stretched over his face.

"I'll make sure your keepsakes stay out of their hands."

Kuzen takes a deep, firm breath. She just knows he's lowering his heart rate after what she said, but she can't bring herself to feel bad. Her husband is starting to sweat, and he shifts his wait.

"I apologize, Noroi,but--"

"No, it's probably wise you get on your way. Wouldn't do to be followed," he pauses, reaching into his coat, "Here, For the road," he says.

He presses a brown paper bag into Kuzen's hand, and a battered box of strawberry pocky into hers. He holds out a pair of water bottles.

They're surrounded. She's glad she doesn't have Eto with her anymore, even as hot rage rises like bile in her chest and throat. A man lunges, drawing a fucking sword, who carries an uchigatana in this day and age? Even for a Yakuza that would be pretentious.

She almost throws herself sideways, body feeling like it moves without the input of her thoughts - she doesn't think she's ever moved this fast in her life. He stumbles past her, and behind her she hears Kuzen snarl and a wet thwack and crack of bone, and a scream that cuts off.

Cold sweat contrasts the burning feeling pounding in her temples.

Someone else reaches out to grab her - she has nothing but a packet of runny, discount wasabi sauce from the last fast food place they went - but maybe...

She twists away and tears the plastic with her teeth, the burn on her lips only adding to the heat in her chest. He makes another grab at her. She squeezes it into his face, and he screeches, backing up a step and clutching his eyes. She whips one legs upward, slamming the toe of her studded, sturdy boots between his legs.

He makes gasping, gagging noises as he crumples. She kicks him again, in the knee, and he crumples. She plants the low heel of her boot on his throat, her weight crushing down until she feels something give out.

Ten months ago, she thinks she would've been sick over crunching a man's voicebox and probably killing him. A full-term pregnancy while eating raw human flesh has given her a stronger stomach.

She suppresses a flinch at the bump against her back.

It's Kuzen.

He presses a rough, leathery handle into her grasp. She's put on muscle while he taught her to dodge and hold a knife, sure, but the tanto blade is still heavy compared to her - useless against people who might be ghouls - pocketknife.

But. It's quinque alloy.

A man with a balaclava under his fedora - she'll laugh at him if she survives this - lunges at her, also holding a sword. Kuzen hisses and one kagune wing flicks away from whoever he's fighting, parrying. She ducks under balaclava guy's arms and jams the dagger against his inner thigh as hard as she can.

She scrambles away from his last-ditch attempt to grab her by the neck, pulling the blade free as she does. Blood gushes out, turning his pants an even darker shade of black. He staggers, staring, goggle-eyed, even as his knees wobble.

She looks around, back to back with Kuzen, time momentarily frozen for her. The moment is broken by the sound of even more shoes, and the arrival of more sword-carrying men in black, behind the ones surrounding them.

She grits her teeth and Kuzen rolls his shoulders, kagune puffing up with fresh spikes.

She's panting, blood trickling down her shoulder, her leg and the side of her face. Kuzen is likewise bleeding, although his wounds are already healing. A dozen men in black suits, black trenchcoats and equally black fedoras lie dead in this alley.

More advance, seemingly without end. Someone slides around Kuzen's spitting fury, and there's a gasp that is not entirely pain.

"Enough."

There's a certain air of grim authority in this voice. Someone who stands unquestioned and unquestionable, becuase none who do otherwise live to tell.

"Kaiko," Kuzen hisses.

The guy who steps up to fight her slips away from her stab like black-clad smoke. Her vison whirls, dizzying, and a grip more solid than any handcuffs closes on her wrists. She can now see Kuzen and the sunken-cheeked, pale man holding a sword to Kuzen's neck. Apparently these new guys aren't chumps, she realizes, considering how she's been expertly spun around, disarmed, her arms behind her back, two other guys keeping one foot each on the toes of her boots so she can't kick.

"Kuzen. Ukina. You have two choices," comes Kaiko's deep, hollow voice, "we can torture you until you tell us where it is, and then make sure nobody will ever find your bodies."

"It"? I want to spit in this Kaiko guy's eyes, but he's not close enough.

Their captor's gaze fixes on Kuzen.

"Or," he says, smiling now, "You can kill your spy girlfriend, swear to never raise a hand against us again, and never have the support of the power that upholds this world again."

Her and Kuzen lock eyes, across that alley. A strange calm washes over her. We both know one of us has to survive. Guess we know who, now.

"One last chance to just tell us where it is," Kaiko adds, smile now pulling the corners of his mouth as though his face is made of melted wax.

"No," comes from both of them at once, and then she breaks the look she and Kuzen were sharing. She takes a deep breath.

"Make it quick," she says, words she's dreaded - yet always expected to say, and because she can't resist absurdity in the face of death, "Oh and if you let my body go to waste, I'll haunt you to your dying day," she adds.

She tilts her head back, exposing her throat. She hears the shift of boots on asphalt, the wet rustle and click of Kuzen's kagune shifting from feather shards to hardened blade. A whip-like snap and a red-hot sting against her nec

[kyanitedragon]

Viz uses "Kuzen" and Mangastream used "Dad."

I was wondering what the Japanese said...

...and the answer? Both.

The sentence itself says Kuzen (功善) with Father (父 / chichi) in the furigana.

[black-reaper-arc]

If Tokyo Ghoul characters were in Sweet Tooth.

(Haven't watched it yet but we are currently looking into it; will update/reblog this when si have watched it all, if sey opinions have changed.)

[personal opinions!]

Kaneki Ken is a Musk deer. (Very cool animal that we encourage you to look up!)

Haise Sasaki is a Highland Cow! (We're considering them different people)

Hideyoshi Nagachika is a Golden Retriever. No questions.

Touka Kirishima is, obviously, a bunny/rabbit.

Nishiki Nishio is a lizard or some kind. (Komodo Dragon? They're cool, we think.)

Koma Enji is a Spider Monkey... for obvious reasons.

Irimi Kaya is a Doberman, again, for obvious reasons.

Kuzen Yoshimura is a Great-Horned Owl.

Eto Yoshimura is a Snowy Owl.

Amon Koutarou is a German Shepherd(?)

Seidou Takizawa is an Akita (?, dog generally).

Our own OC's! (Ask away!)

Lumi-Aspen Northcoat, a Musk Deer/Snow Leopard. It/They. (its' Musk Deer comes from experimentation when it was little/baby/fetus)

Aestas Faecrest, a Husky/Golden Retriever. Any Pronouns. (a mutt, both are dogs so they're not like Lumi who's two different species)