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uihai playing twister ;)

This is a fantastic idea. 

Ui is not sure how he got roped into this, but his head is facing the wrong direction and one leg is over one shoulder. 

Hairu, probably. She wanted to join the Quinx’s party, and even though he was uncomfortable, he went for her. 

Now they’re the last two Twister survivors, battling for victory.

Hairu laughs. She looks like a pretzel covered in rose petals.

“Ui. Your turn.” Saiko spins. “Left hand, green.”

Ui screams internally.

Saiko exchanges a smirk with Shirazu. Their plot to catch Inspector Bowl Cut in a state of disarray is working.

With a groan, he plants his left hand on the nearest green he can find. His muscles tremble, but he won’t give up.

“Koori, I’m in pain.” Hairu flutters her eyes at him.

“You can fall,” he grunts.

“There’s no love to spare in Twister.” Saiko rubs her hands together. “Hairu, right foot, yellow.”

“Yellow, like the sun.” Hairu smiles and barely manages to reach around Ui. 

She finds face directly over his, which is perfectly positioned upwards. “Hello there.”

“Help me,” he whispers.

“Okay.” She kisses him.

Ui shrieks and falls, taking her with him.

“Hairu cheated. That means Ui is the winner.” Saiko would be upset, but Hairu kissed Ui, and that’s even better than her plan.

Ui sputters.

“She meant it,” all the Quinx yell simultaneously – even Urie, because Mutsuki made him. 

Hairu flushes and smiles at Ui. He can’t quite believe it, but he kisses her back. 

“Time for spin the bottle!” yells Saiko.

This has to happen. Kaneki and Hide finally reuniting, and Kaneki’s reaction to Hide’s silence and scars (I sense a lot of tears and hugs to come).

If we get anything less than an entire chapter of feels, I will rebel.

“Sasaki! Or should I say Kaneki?” Marude Itsuki, Washuu Matsuri, and Urie Kuki march into the 24th ward, alongside a ghoul Kaneki recognizes as Scarecrow. 

After returning to find GOAT in chaos while Ayato and strange 24th ward inhabitants held his former colleagues hostage, Kaneki is not in the mood for more familiar faces. Or any, really, except Touka.

Because he almost lost her and their baby today.

“Is this your negotiation?” Tsukiyama looks amused. Hirako crosses his arms and glares at them.

Urie looks desperate, like a little kid reaching for his father. “No, I’m the one who insisted. Kaneki – you have no reason to believe us – but we’re on your side.”

Scarecrow shuffles forward.

“You know him as Hide,” Urie says.

Kaneki’s face pales, and Touka inhales sharply behind him. 

“Why should we believe you? Can’t he speak for himself?” Tsukiyama steps in front of Kaneki. He does not want anyone upsetting his friend any more today. 

“No,” Urie says. But Scarecrow is scribbling on a notepad and handing it forward.

Tsukiyama takes it and shows it to Kaneki. 

Hi Kaneki

He recognizes this handwriting. Kaneki lets out a cry.

Touka grips her husband and guides him forward. “I swear if this is a trap, I’ll eat all of you.”

Marude likes her fire.

“I’ll help,” says Tsukiyama.

Urie swallows as his former leader’s eyes meet his.He remembers their last conversation. Now Mutsuki is held captive, and he failed to save him again. 

Scarecrow squeezes Kaneki’s hand too hard, just like Hide used to. 

He coughs and begins to untie his mask. Urie reaches over to help.

Kaneki can’t breathe. He still has his orange hair and one eye, but his nose is just nostrils, his mouth and jaw are consumed by scars, and he’s missing half an ear.

Still, he’s trying to smile.

Kaneki’s eyes fill with tears. “What happened?” 

He remembers Touka behind him, and the child she carries. He needs to face the past to savers future. 

“Did I do this?”

Hide scribbles on the paper. I told you to.

Kaneki shakes his head. “Hide, this – this is why -”

I’m so proud of you.

It may not be stylish, but live. Remember? Hide winks at Touka and writes more.

You made it stylish. 

Kaneki cries harder. He’s too afraid to hug him, to afraid to ask for forgiveness, but no, he needs to face his fear. He reaches out.

Hide holds him tight. The Kaneki Ken he knew wouldn’t have reached out.  

His friend is back, and they can survive together. Stylishly. 

Ui’s parenting vs Hairu’s parenting?

Ui’s an overly-anxious, 100% no all the time kind of dad, but then his guilt overwhelms him. So he tells them to ask Hairu instead. 

Because, so long as they’re not asking to drink bleach or play with a quinque, Hairu’s happy to oblige their kid. 

Ui’s favorite moments are reading out loud to their kid before they sleep. Hairu’s are whatever adventure she has planned next. Last week they went splashing in puddles. 

Their kid is constantly dressed in the silliest costumes that Hairu can’t resist buying. Ui secretly loves showing them off dressed as a shark or a cat or – especially – that one time she dressed them up as Arima. 

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Ui feels like a failure of a parent. Usually, every request he answers with “No” is immediately taken to Hairu, who says “yes,” then teases him for being overly anxious. 

But now their kid has asked something she won’t say “yes” to. 

Their kid wants to kill ghouls.

Ui grabs him before he goes and upsets Hairu. “You realize Mommy is part ghoul?”

Their child frowns. “But she’s a good ghoul. I want to fight the bad ones, like you!”

“No one’s bad or good,” Ui says. This is a reality he himself still struggles to accept. “Just bad or good actions.”

“I’m good, right?” His eyes are wide.

“Yes! And I love you.” Ui hugs him tight, just as Hairu sashays in. She throws herself in their love pile without another word.

angsty Shuuneki during this current arc, please?

Ooh angst is fun. I love angst. 

“So what you’re saying,” Kaneki says, “is that I’m aging. At a fearsome pace.”

Tsukiyama clamps a hand over his mouth to keep from screaming. Nishiki affirms, and all he can think is that no, his Ken is going to die. 

When Kaneki exits the room, he bumps into Tsukiyama, who has tears in his eyes.

Kaneki swallows. Shuu knows, doesn’t he?

“You’re like a fine wine. Better aged,” Tsukiyama blurts out.

Kaneki’s cheeks turn pink. “Thank you, Tsukiyama.”

Tsukiyama bounds along beside him. “What can I do? Do you want to eat me? And all my Rc cells? Just tell me and I’ll do it.”

“Tsukiyama, calm down. Nishiki’s a scientist. Maybe everything will work out.” Kaneki sighs.

He doesn’t believe that. He hasn’t believed that since all those years ago, when he couldn’t eat a hamburger.

“Don’t give up. Not yet.” Tsukiyama shoves Kaneki backwards. “I’m counting on you. You don’t get to take the easy way out and die a martyr this time. Promise me.”

Kaneki glares at him.

“Please!”

“Fine. I promise I will try to survive.” Kaneki nods. 

“Seal it with a kiss?”

Kaneki’s eyes widen. He’s with Touka now. He can’t. 

“You know.” Touka’s voice booms behind them, “If it’s what will seal your survival, I don’t mind you giving him a kiss.”

Afraid Touka’s heard too much, Kaneki kisses Shuu as quickly as he can.

It hurts, but now Tsukiyama’s grateful for any and all contact with his friend. Kaneki can’t die. Not yet.

The Quinx adopt a cat.

Mwahahahahahahha. Again, here’s an AU where Shirazu is also 100% alive.

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“Saiko, you can’t.” Hsaio hurries after her fellow Quinx. 

“Watch me!” Saiko holds the cat closer to her chest. “Look how fluffy its cheeks are! Urie’s keeping it, whether he wants to or not.”

Hsaio sighs, but lets Saiko into the Chateau.

Higemaru must have super-senses, because he races downstairs before Saiko has even removed her shoes. “Meow! Meow! I love it!”

“We saw it fishing through garbage on our walk. It’s homeless,” Hsaio explains.

Higemaru shrieks with joy as Aura stumbles out of his room, a dazed expression on his face. “What are we all excited about?”

Saiko holds out the cat Lion-King style. “Look, San-chan!”

A vast array of possibilities open before Aura; reading with it purring on his lap, taking it fishing, having fur to bury his face in when he needs to cry.

For Saiko, the delight on her fellow Quinx’s face is enough reason to keep the creature.

Mutsuki and Shirazu hurry in. 

“Oh!” squeaks Mucchan. 

Shirazu wrestles it from Saiko. “Can I pat it?”

“You just stole it,” Saiko replies dryly. 

“’Pat me.’” He imitates its voice and holds the creature out to Mutsuki, who swallows nervously. 

His palms sweat. They don’t know, but he does, and he hates it.

Still, he pats the cat, and it purrs, like it doesn’t think he’s gross. Mutsuki’s eyes mist.

“What’s it’s name?”

“Not what Saiko wants,” Hsaio says sharply.

“Saiko wants it named Furruta Purruta,” says Saiko.

Higemaru bursts into laughter. “Perfect.”

“Purrfect,” Shirazu corrects. 

The Chateau door opens, and Urie Kuki strolls in. He freezes when he sees his entire squad gathered in the hall, holding a fat black cat.

“Meet Furruta Purruta,” Mutsuki jokes.

“I hate you all,” Urie says, but this time, he’s grinning. 

*credit to @hamliet for the name*

Ayato and Hinami get lost together in the 24th ward and Touka (who is there and safe and it’s all FINE) and Kaneki worry until they eventually find their way home.

Wait, everything’s totally fine, what are you talking about? O_O

Hinami doesn’t want to ask if Ayato knows where he’s going, but as the minutes tick by, her silence is become more awkward than the question would be. They pass tunnel after tunnel, some fallen down, and she can’t sense any humans or ghouls around. 

“Um, Ayato…”

He spins around, eyes huge. He has to say it before she judges him! “I’m lost.”

“I know,” she says with a nervous laugh.

“I’m sorry. I’m a loser.” Ayato kicks the crumbling tunnel wall.

“No, you’re not!” Hinami gasps. She grabs Ayato’s hands. “I wanted to take a walk with you; it’ll just be a little longer than we both anticipated.”

Ayato smiles at her. She always knows how to keep him calm. Hinami is a treasure. 

“Wait, wasn’t I supposed to teach you dancing at some point? We can find out way back here.” HInami claps her hands. “Unless you never meant to actually learn.”

“What do you mean; of course I want to.” Ayato coughs, and Hinami shakes her head at him.

She tugs him just a bit closer, and suddenly his heart races. He wants to say something clever, but only comes out stammering.

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“Kaneki, have you seen Ayato and Hina?” Touka is hungry, pregnant, and 100% not ready to deal with his little brother.

“No. I gave him a few hours off.” Kaneki frowns. “Why?”

“It’s been four hours and no one’s seen them.” Touka stomps her foot. “There’s only so many places they could be!”

“They probably got lost.” Tsukiyama shrugs.

Touka glowers at him.

“Don’t shoot the messenger. Besides, I trust Hinami’s instincts to get them home.” Tsukiyama scrambles away before that pregnant ghoul eats him. 

But when it’s eleven o’clock, seven hours now, and no one has heard, even the Gourmet must feel concern.

Kaneki is pacing back and forth, Touka is growling, and Yomo is trying to calm her down “for the baby.”

He just hopes his nephew isn’t making one.

“Oni-Chan!” Hinami races into headquarters, Ayato on her heels. “I’m so sorry! We got lost during our walk!”

“There’s a lot of space underground,” Ayato adds lamely. 

Touka throws her arms around Hinami. “We’re just glad you’re okay.”

Ayato feels someone tap his shoulder. Kaneki Ken tucks the pack of his shirt in before anyone notices.

He’s kinda grateful for this brother-in-law, and even more so for Hinami. 

The mutsurie anon is back :’) mucchan invites urie for dinner on his new house w the oggais and the children notice urie is not only just a former team mate

Mutsurie Nonny-Mouse is always welcome. 😀

“Why do I have to cook,” grumbles Hajime Hazuki.

“Because Urie used to be our Squad Leader, is a brilliant investigator, and we want to impress him.” Aura Shinsanpei pokes his shoulder. 

“Don’t touch me,” grumbles Hajime.

“Am I doing well?” Mayazumi has been slicing up fish with more care than he usually slices up ghouls, and honestly he kinda prefers this. 

“Yes,” Mutsuki assures him. In another life, he would have been a good parent. But there’s no chance of that now. 

The doorbell rings, and Mutsuki squeaks. “He’s early!”

“He’s Urie,” Aura replies.

When Urie appears in the kitchen, Hajime is disappointed with how predictably stiff this First-Class Investigator is. But Mayazumi smells a chance for mischief.

“Hi.” Urie waves at the Oggai. He’s trying, for Mucchan. He just wishes he could have these kids with Mutsuki. 

Mutsuki beams at him, longing for approval. “How was your day?”

That’s it? We’re really talking about our days? Urie clears his throat. “Fine. Another day of listening to the director’s shenanigans.” 

“He does have a lot of crazy ideas,” Mutsuki admits. He worries what that means for Sensei.

Urie’s hand twitches, like he wants to take Mutsuki’s, and Mayazumi’s eyes narrow.

The kids serve them dinner and keep the conversation flowing at dinner, but every so often, they catch Urie staring at Mutsuki. Hell, even Aura notices.

It’s noticing that Aura has noticed that propels Hajime to open his mouth.

“Okay, what’s up with you two?”

“Huh?” Mutsuki frowns. 

Urie’s face looks like a tomato.

“He’s making mooney-eyes over you,” sings another Oggai.

“He’s my friend!” mutters Urie.

“Sure, and Ihei Hairu was Ui Koori’s friend,” says Mayazumi sarcastically.

“Ar they always like this?” Urie turns to Mutsuki desperately. No, no, no, these kids aren’t blowing his secret.

“Uh.” Mutsuki is embarrassed by their behavior. Urie could never love him.

“Aura! I’m behaving normal, right?” Urie points down the table.

“If normal means moon-eyes at Mutsuki,” says Hajime.

“It does,” Aura confirms, clamoring to his feet. “Now, who wants dessert?”

Mutsuki stares at Urie, who’s covering his blushing cheeks – until two Oggai wrestle his hands away.

“Confess!” chirps Hajime.

“Wait – wait, do you really?” Mutsuki is scared. He likes Urie, and Urie knows he loves Sasaki.

Urie also makes him feel safe. Urie can be trusted, even more than Sasaki.

“Oh my god, they’re both blushing!” cheers Hajime. “Mucchan likes him too!”

The Oggai shove Mutsuki and Urie closer together. “Now kiss!”

“Can’t we talk first?” shrieks Mutsuki.

Urie looks frightened. He did not intend his secret to leak.

“How long?” Mutsuki dares to ask.

“The auction.” Urie surmises that lying is pointless. “I – I hope this doesn’t ruin anything; I would never upset you.”

Mutsuki feels as though a window has opened, a window he hadn’t seen before. Jumping in may not be wise, but he isn’t wise. 

He wants Urie to kiss him, so he kisses him first. 

Since you wrote about Ui confessing to Hairu, what about their first date?

Soooo much Uihai! I love it. 

“So, what do you have planned?” Hirako perches on Ui’s desk. His smirk sends shivers down Ui’s spine.

“Uh –” He’s already consulted Arima and decided on a fancy chocolate bar, followed by the latest romantic comedy. But if he tells Hirako, there’s a 99% chance of Squad 0′s kids showing up with cameras. 

“Koori! I’m ready!” Hairu breezes in, dressed in a beautiful red dress and heels high enough that she might now be taller than Ui.

His face is white. “You look beautiful.”

“So do you!” Hairu leans over and takes his hands. “Bye, Hirako!”

“Have fun. Make good decisions!” Hirako can’t resist.

“Ui, you’re sweeter than this chocolate.” Hairu sips her marshmallow-filled mug. 

“Arima helped me decide,” he admits.

“Arima knows us well.” Hairu pokes his nose, leaving strawberry syrup on the tip. “Look! You’re a clown!”

Ui feigns horror. “You’ll have to execute me!”

“Noooooo, not my Koori!” Hairu gasps, and much like the chocolate surrounding them, Ui is melting inside.

The romantic comedy turns out to suck, which disappoints them both, but when they leave early they’re able to run around Tokyo together. For once, they don’t worry about ghouls and humanity fighting for survival. 

For once, they’re the only one on each other’s mind. They’re dancing alone under the starlight, in a garden they’re trespassed into.

It’s a perfect date.

nsfw ui x hairu pls (omg i love ur stuff, bless u and this blog)

Thank you, sweet Nonny-Mouse! 

Ui knocks on Hairu’s apartment door. She invited him over for dinner, and he’s been looking forward to spending time with her all day. 

“Come in!” she sings, and Ui cracks open the door. He immediately stumbles.

Hairu leans against the wall, clothed in lacy black lingerie. 

Ui hyperventilates. “H – H – Hairu!” 

“So silly.” Hairu shuts the door quickly. “Too much? Too fast?”

“Uh, n-n-n-no.” Ui’s face is scarlet. Blood roars in his ears. 

“Are you sure? Do you need to sit down?” She can’t resist adding, “I have a bed.”

“If you’re really uncomfortable, I can change.” Hairu strokes his hair. He leans on her to avoid falling over.

“You look beautiful,” he manages, and Hairu grins.

“You look handsome yourself.”

“M – M – May we?” Ui is now sweating. 

“If you want,” she purrs.

His lips crash onto hers, and he lets her tug him into her bedroom. 

She lies him down on the bed and tugs off his jacket, then his shirt. She strokes his well-toned abdomen, then moves her hand lower, and he groans. 

“I’ve never done this before,” she admits, her face as pink as her hair. 

“Guess we’ll be learning together, then,” Ui says with a chuckle, playing with the edges of her lingerie. 

Hairu has condoms she’s just purchased, but they have quite the adventure getting to that point. It’s slow and funny and he thinks she’s so cute, the way she squeals and peppers his face with kisses. And she thinks he’s so dashing, because he’s gentle and desperate and awe-struck all at once. 

They love making each other happy, and now they have another way to do that.