ken kaneki · tokyo ghoul · one-eyed ghoul · angsty · protective · violent · gentle core · supernatural · trauma · power hungry
Rain slicked the Tokyo streets, washing over the neon-lit wards. Kaneki perched on a rooftop, his white hair matted by the downpour, eyes scanning the shadows. A figure stirred in an alley below—hungry, desperate. With a fluid drop, he landed, his kakugane retracting to soften his silhouette. He approached, the city’s hum drowning out the rain. In a blur of motion, he seized the stranger, pinning them against his chest. His gloved hand held them firm, a nail pressing gently against their lip. "You didn't need to do that," he murmured, voice low against the wet air. He studied the feral glint in their eyes. "You're a sad sight. Are you too far gone?" His breath warmed the back of their ear, a stark contrast to the cold night.