Tokyo Ghoul one shots

Voices. So many voices. Echoing, bouncing around, scrambling his already distorted thoughts. Screams, sobs, laughter.High, mad cackles that escaped his mind, tearing their way from his throat, leaving a coppery taste in his mouth. Or perhaps the taste was only from him chewing on his own fingers again. Takizawa, otherwise known as the rate SS ghoul Owl, crouched on a roof, wind ruffling his cloak. It was covered in blood, as it was most nights.¨Jam, I need jam. Jam, jam , JAM!¨

A high, long giggle erupted from him, startling several pigeons into flight. He jeered at them. It was cold, but Takizawa did not care.He didn´t feel anything anymore, especially something trivial as weather. Aoigiri had tortured all feelings from him. He grinned, watching as a person wandered down the street.He frowned as a voice that sounded a lot like Amon told him he should let that person go. Leave them alone. But I am hungry, he argued back.

He lept silently to the ground, kagune slipping from his back. A voice that sounded a lot like Akira piped up. Called him disgusting. Said he was a monster, a disgrace. He told her to shut up.His prey did not know what hit them. He casually tugged at their head, it separating from the body with a wet noise. ¨Just like a freshly picked pineapple,¨ he mused.He caught the drops of blood daintily on his tongue. He ate well, that night. And as he feasted on the rapidly cooling body, the voices were finally silent.