Ayahina star wars au (I was looking at some reylo art and I need this) so Hinami was originally a light side user but then she joined a dark side group known as Aogiri etc Ayato = Kylo Hinami = joining dark side!Rey Eto = Snoke?

I LOVE REYLO AND I LOVE AYAHINA OMG OMG OMG YAS.

I CAN’T WAIT TIL REYLO IS CANON NEXT WEEK. (hopefully)

@ ISHIDA GET ON THE AYAHINA.

“General Takizawa is a fool,” Ayato snaps. “I’m not emotional. I sent my sister’s lover to the torture chambers, remember? I am beholden to the dark side, my lord.”

“But are you?” purrs Supreme Leader Eto.

Ayato swallows. He thought sending Kaneki to Sith Yamori would break his bonds to the light side, catapulting him to strength. He really did.

Instead, he feels weakened. Because he knows it hurt Touka, and god fucking dammit, he still cares.

“Your hesitation is answer enough,” Eto replies.

“No, Supreme Leader. I am strong!” Ayato protests. “I don’t accept sentiment!”

“Really? I saw your eyes following the little butterfly Jedi,” Eto says.

Ayato’s breath catches. “She’s a Jedi no longer.”

“True enough, but love too is of the light. Take care you only lust.”

Ayato bristles. How does Eto know? Takizawa, that dolt.

“I won’t ever love her.”

“We shall see,” Eto murmurs. “We shall see.”

Ayato storms out, and to his dismay, finds Hinami waiting for him. He shoves past her.

“You can’t just turn your back on me!” she exclaims.

“Supreme Leader Eto disapproves of us,” he informs her.

Hinami’s eyes flash. “Come with me.”

He follows her, to her quarters.

“Why am I here?”

Hinami fishes out her lightsaber, the one with the butterfly hilt.

“You were supposed to dispose of that!”

“The light?” Hinami scoffs. “I’m following my own path. Dark, light, grey. I’m not on any side. This is all I have left of my parents, and I’m keeping it.”

She glares at Ayato. “If love is all you have left of your parents, keep it.”

Ayato rolls his eyes, but moves in to kiss her. Lust, only lust.

But as Hinami moans against him and he feels her soft lips in his mouth, he realizes the desperate truth: he does love her, and he has no idea what to do about it.

So how bout dis shit. Yomo falls for another worker @ Anteiku (Basically this person is like a kid to Yoshimura). Touka and Ayato come to Anteiku and they all get along. Headcanons for shit like dis. (PS I love you)

I LOVE YOU TOO

– Yomo was hesitant to start a relationship, but Yoshimura called him on it and told him he couldn’t imagine anyone better with this person.

– Yomo loves how smart and perceptive his S/O is. He’s hesitant to share his feelings, but they know him well enough to point them out. He feels understood.

– When Touka and Ayato arrived, he avoided telling them he was their uncle. His S/O gently encouraged him to confess, and he did.

– Ayato was openly rude to them at first, but eventually came around because neither Yomo nor his S/O are pushy people.

– His S/O wakes up early to prepare a nice steaming cup of coffee for Touka and Ayato before school. They also cook the Kirishimas easily eaten jelly rolls to take for school lunch so they can avoid suspicion.

– When his S/O can’t reach top shelves at Anteiku, they wait for him to arrive so he can put them on his shoulders.

– Family hugs are slowly becoming a common occurrence in Yomo’s house.

Could you possibly do a scenario with Eto’s human (male) s/o from the previous ask proposing to her, and her reaction. Please and thank you! Also have a good day/night!

Have a good day/night, too! ❤

“Wait, are you actually taking care of me?” Her lover laughs as she helps him out of the car.

“Of course. What else can I do? You’re all banged up,” Eto snaps, shuffling him towards his apartment. He’s not tall, but he still towers over her.

“I love you,” he mumbles in her ear as she bends over to rummage for the keys.

“I know,” Eto says, enjoying her cleverness. Star Wars is his favorite movie.

He pulls her tight. And then everything spins.

“Oh boy. Your medication’s kicking in.” Eto shakes her head and drags him inside. “To bed with you. I’ll turn into a kakuja and eat you if you refuse.”

“But I want you to eat me,” he protests.

“Oh, I will later.” She winks slyly and leads him into his bedroom. “Right now, sleep.”

“Wait.” He dutifully lies down, but catches her arm. “Will you marry me, Eto Yoshimura?”

Eto freezes. “Huh?”

“I’d like to do this romantically and have flowers and chocolate and candles, but I’m kinda incapacitated,” he mumbles.

“And half-delirious.” Eto nods. “Tell you what. You remember this and I will.”

“You would anyways.”

“I know.” Eto softens and kisses him on the forehead. “I won’t let you forget.”

Masanori asks out Rose but she rejects him

“Rose?!” Masanori bounds over to the pretty girl as she braids her hair.

“Yes?” Rose smiles. Her smile is so bright.

Masanori trembles and holds out a scribbling of a rose. “I drew this for you.”

“Ooh, it’s pretty.” Rose puts it beside her. “I’ll take good care of it. Thank you, Sir Masanori.”

“Do you wanna go get ice cream together?” Masanori blurts.

“Huh? Yeah, ice cream sounds fun. Can we invite Chiasa and Isamu?” Rose grins.

“Well, I guess…but actually, Rose, I wanted us to go. Together. I want to marry you!” Masanori clasps his hands.

“Do you have a ring?” Rose might consider it if he does.

“No…” Masanori’s face falls.

“Masanori, you’re really nice and sweet. But I don’t wanna marry anyone right now. We’re only six!” Rose laughs.

Masanori nods sadly. “Well, can we still get ice cream? You can eat it now, right?”

“Yes and oui.”

As Masanori waits for Chiasa and Isamu to hurry over, he plans to ask Mommy and Daddy how they got married.

Muuchan bby boy calm down

He needs hugs to calm him down.

Well, Mutsuki has always imagined hugs would calm one down. They seemed to work on Urie at the auction, too.

But he’s never been hugged.

And he’s too gross to deserve one.

He imagines Sasaki’s arms around him, telling him he’s safe. Being warm in Sasaki’s arms.

He’s had nothing else go right in his life. He just needs this one thing – Sasaki – and then he can die as he deserves.

Because even the worst of people deserve one good moment, right?

Matsuri and Iyo being //a brotp// please

“Matsuri, are you really leaving the house in that?” Iyo scoffs.

“What’s wrong with my outfit?” Matsuri adjusts his plaid jacket. His tie is floral.

“If you’re going to be seeing Urie Kuki today, you’d got to wear something flashier. Give me five minutes.” Iyo saunters back into their room and yanks open his closet. She used to read illicit fashion magazines Rize snuck into the garden. She can transform her husband into a dashing man.

Five minutes later, Iyo emerges from their room struggling under a colossal load of jackets and ties.

“What is all that?” Matsuri exclaims.

“We’re picking your best outfit. I know you don’t have meetings this morning. And Urie is important to you!” Iyo dumps the clothing on Matsuri. Her hands plant on her hips.

When Matsuri enters CCG an hour later, his hair is less gelled than normal. Slightly messier, like a Washuu. He smells like cologne, and wears a fitted navy jacket.

He can’t wait to see Urie – and tell Iyo how her plan worked.

Matsuri’s german bf dies and finds out from a phone call

Well that hurts.

Matsuri’s phone buzzes. Rolf’s number for the third time.

“Too busy to plan our next move?” Yoshitoki asks in exasperation.

“As a matter of fact, yes.” Matsuri storms out of the room and marches into his office. He leaves the rest of the investigators to judge him like they already do. Because he’s not Yoshitoki.

He answers, heart quickening. “Rolf?”

Rolf has never called him before. Matsuri warned him he could die if his grandfather found out.

Something feels very wrong.

“Is this Washuu Matsuri?” asks a male voice in a thick German accent.

“You’re not Rolf.”

“I am his father.”

Nausea rises in Matsuri’s stomach. No. His parents found out –

“Rolf is dead. Ghoul attack.” The older man’s voice cracks.

There’s a shuffle, and a woman comes on. Rolf’s mom, Matsuri presumes. “You’re the man who meant a lot to him. We promised him we’d tell you.”

“How?” I left him. I abandoned him, and he still wasn’t safe. Matsuri’s world spins.

His knees wobble, and he sinks to the wooden floor. Rolf, who loved him, who made him feel human, whom he loved with all his heart, enough to leave alone.

Matsuri can’t process the story of Rolf dying defending a kid from a ghoul. A monster, just like him.

Did you die realizing I am a monster?

Or did you die wishing they were a good ghoul like me?

Matsuri knows the latter is more likely, and he cries harder.

Yoshitoki raps on his door shortly after Matsuri has ended the call. Matsuri refuses to answer.

Yoshitoki enters anyhow. His face is pinched, and he’s ready to criticize his son again –

And he stops. Matsuri’s face is streaked with tears.

Yoshitoki closes the door behind them and sits across from Matsuri. The Bureau Chief on the floor.

“Talk to me.”

Matsuri cries harder, and his father for once doesn’t tell him to stop. He just holds Matsuri’s hands and lets him sob.

Okay, write about yourself as a ghoul. Rc type. Mask. Ward. Hell, Japanese Name. Rating. Your relationship with the other characters!

Ooooooh myyyyyyy.

Name: Kobayashi Kannon.

Known as: Lightning bug

Mask: A firefly

Rc Type: ukaku

Ward: 4th

Rating: C

I live in the 4th ward not because it’s smart, but because someone called it dangerous and I was like “ah yes, the difficult ward, sounds perfect.”

I’d love to be best friends/a moderating influence on/a shoulder to cry on for Furuta but let’s be real.

I’d probably befriend Yomo after we stumble upon each other looking for bodies, and we’d be silent and awkward besties. Itori, Uta, and Nico would also be friends.

I’d probably help out at Re. Maybe tutor Touka in science and Hinami in literature. Hinami, Kaneki and I would probably debate literature a lot.

I would also try to befriend Seidou, Kurona, and all the misfits who join Goat.

I’d probably try to earn Tsukiyama’s approval while also being terribly intimidated by him.

I’d join Goat and insist on keeping at least three cats in headquarters.

Miki tells off Papa Koori for smoking please

“Daddy!” Miki stomps up to Ui the second she and Masanori arrive home from school.

“How was school?” Hairu hugs Masanori.

“Daddy smokes!” Miki screeches. “We learned about smoking. It is BAD and it will KILL YOU. YOUR LUNGS ARE ASH!”

She begins crying. “Daddy has ASH LUNGS! He’s like Cinderella, only inside!”

Masanori screams. “No, Daddy’s stronger than that!”

“Daddy will die!” Miki sobs.

Hairu blinks slowly as Ui gives her a desperate glare. Help me.

Ui cringes. This on-again, off-again habit of his has finally bit him in the ass. “Miki, Miki, Daddy’s not leaving you.”

“You won’t have a choice,” she hisses.

“Your Mom will donate some of her ghoul stem cells,” he teases.

“Hey!” Hairu sticks out her tongue. She’s secretly pleased Miki is all upset. Maybe Ui will finally kick his habit for good this time. “Not if you don’t stop, I won’t.”

“I’ll stop. For you, Miki. And you, Masanori.” Ui pulls his daughter closer to him. “I never want to lose you.”

“And Mommy?” Masanori asks.

Hairu grins. I raised me a good kid. It’s oddly touching. Maybe because she and Ui didn’t have many good models in their lives.

“Of course.” Ui holds out a hand to draw Hairu to his side. “Now…come help me throw out my cigarettes.”

He’s scared as hell, but for his family, he can do anything.

Headcanons for the friendship between Itori, Uta, x Yomo

– Itori has been secretly shipping Utaren for years, since she first saw them interact.

– Itori will occasionally wax poetic about girl problems to make Yomo uncomfortable. Uta is not bothered in the least.

– One time Itori convinced Yomo they should throw a surprise birthday party for Uta. They totally thought they kept it a secret, but Uta knew from the guilty expression on Yomo’s face.

– When Yomo gets really drunk, he is convinced he can sing. He can’t, but Itori can, and she’s all too willing to declare them the Yomotori band and hand him the nearest microphone.

– Uta has adopted “responsible adult” duties for the two of their drunk asses on more than one occasion. Basically, he guides them home, making sure Yomo doesn’t steal anything or graffiti ARIMA SUCKZ on CCG’s facade, and making sure Itori doesn’t strip or try to crash the ghoul restaurant for the 1000th time.

– There was one time Uta got drunk. He said nonsensical things that scared both Itori and Yomo, things about a one-eyed king and over 100 years old.

– If you want to be listened to, you go to Yomo. If you want to problem solve your troubles, seek out Uta. If you want to forget your troubles, hit up Itori.