Hide is on new pain meds that make him, for lack of better terms, “high as a kite”, and Kaneki discovers he can see his past selves. Cue embarrassing puns (Haineki, get it ;)), lots of praise from one high blonde and even some crying from Hide as he reveals how much Kaneki, all parts of him really, mean to him.

Omg I love this.

“Kanekiiiiiiii…Shironeki, come here. You needs a hugs,” slurs Hide.

“Hide!” Kaneki colors as Hide embraces a pillow like a lover – but his friend only sees himself snuggling a white-haired boy sorely in need of love.

“Love me; I promise I love you,” Hide insists. The real Kaneki backs away.

Meanwhile, in Hide’s mind…

“That’s why I’m doing this,” says Shironeki. “Because I love you.”

“Nah. If you really knew I loved you, you wouldn’t.” Hide waves an arm about. “Hey, Kuroneki, get over here!”

“Hmm? Um, me?” Kuroneki hurries away from the corner he’s been hiding in.

“Your eyepatch is super-cool, bro.”

“I think it’s a ghastly sight,” says Haise.

“Don’t be so punny.” Hide hurls a tissue at Haise. “I challenge you and your pinstripes to a pun war!”

“Is the punishment for losing death?” asks Haise sweetly.

“No – it’s tickling!” Hide laughs hysterically.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, dude?” Reaperneki crosses his arms.

“What the fu…what is wrong with you? You’re a sourpuss.”

“Most like a sourpast, am I right?” Haise giggles.

“I love all your pasts, Kaneki,” Hide says dreamily. “All of them. You’re my best friend. I ain’t giving up on any of you – not even you, 240.”

“WAGH!”

“Hi, kids.” Hide waves at the two Childnekis. “I’m sorry, you know, that I couldn’t stop your aunt or save your mom. I hoped me being your friend was enough, but I don’t think it was. And it hurt, because I loved you then and do now. Whether eyeless or punny or emo or eyepatched.”

“What about me?” demands Reaperneki.

“You, too.” Hide stretches out his arms, and Reaperneki begrudgingly accepts.

Hide starts crying. “You guys do love me too, I know. I’ve always known. I always understood. I wish you did.”

Outside Hide’s mind…

“I wish you did,” Hide mumbles, drooling.

“I do. I promise I do now.” Kaneki wipes his own eyes as he lays Hide down on the couch he and Touka just bought.

After all the blows he got in the face Hanbee goes blind ad Juuzou feels guilty for that.

“You’re uncharacteristically silent.” Hanbee knows Suzuya is here, in the hospital chair besides him. But all he sees is darkness.

“Sorry,” Suzuya says quickly.

“What are you sorry for?” Hanbee laughs.

Suzuya laughs too, nervously.

“You feel responsible, don’t you?” Hanbee squints at Suzuya, as if that will help his vision. It’s a habit he can afford to lose now. “You feel like you ought to have protected me.”

“I should have – sacrificed like Mr. Shinohara!” Suzuya balls his hands into fists.

“No!” Hanbee cries. “No, please. Suzuya, I want you alive and responsive. Suzuya…the truth is, in that fight, I sacrificed myself. For you.”

“What?” Suzuya whispers.

“I was … ready to die, if it meant your victory.” Hanbee swallows. “I’m glad I’m alive, you know, but I don’t regret it.”

“Hanbee!” Suzuya tackles him in a hug. “Why? Why? You’re special yourself, you know.”

“You’re special, too. To everyone, and especially to me.” Hanbee reaches to pat Suzuya’s head, but he misses and nearly pokes out his leader’s eye.

Suzuya giggles and guides his friend’s large hands to his hair.

Shio introduces Masanori to memes.

“Masanori!” Ihei Shio waves his nephew over.

“Is today the day?” The kid quivers with excitement.

“It is,” Rikai intones.

“Masanori, today you begin your training.” Yusa hands a phone to Shio.

“Gaze upon it,” sings Shio, holding the pink-coated device out to Masanori.

Masanori frantically types into the phone. Finally he holds up a image.

“Not bad, not bad,” Shio says merrily. “But watch this!”

“This is Uncle Fruit,” Yusa adds.

Some time later, Uncle Hajime strolls in alongside Ui and Hairu.

“LOOK I MADE YOU INTO A MEME!”

Masanori races over to shove his meme in Hajime’s face.

Hajime subconsciously pats his cute face. “At least I’m cuter than that thing.”

“Shio, you didn’t.” Ui is not prepared for this day.

Hairu is ready.

“Hairu, no!” Ui cries. She winks in response.

Masanori grins. “I made us into a meme, too!”

Ui is almost too terrified to look, but when he does, he’s surprised at the tears that prick his eyes.

How do you imagine Tsubaki like? Physically, I mean

Oooh. I think she looks a lot like her brother – they probably have the same mole, pale skin, black hair, and mischievous grins. She’s probably medium height, because she’s still growing, but she’ll be tall someday, just like her dear brother.

Her hair might have a bit more curl than his. It’s possible Furuta styled his Souta bangs after Tsubaki’s hairstyle. She’s also really fond of makeup and would probably wear gaudy eyeshadow and crazy lipstick to everyday occasions .

😀 (I’d draw her, but I’m reallllllly bad at art).

Tokyo Ghoul girls as Barbie movies

Oh gosh, I’ve only seen a few of these, so I hope it satisfies!

Kirishima Touka – Barbie in the Nutcracker

Irimi Kaya – Barbie and the Magic of Pegasus

Fueguchi Hinami – Barbie as Rapunzel

Kosaka Yoriko – Barbie & the Diamond Castle

Yoshimura Eto – Barbie as the Island Princess

Itori – Barbie in A Christmas Carol

Mado Akira – Barbie in the 12 Dancing Princesses

Gori Misato – The Barbie Diaries

Kusakari Miza – Barbie Fairytopia: Magic of the Rainbow

Ihei Hairu – Barbie and the Three Musketeers

Yonebayashi Saiko – Barbie Mariposa

Hsaio Ching-Li – Barbie of Swan Lake

Aura Kiyoko – Barbie Thumbelina

Kamishiro Rize – Barbie as the Princess and the Pauper

Urie rescues Mutsuki from Torso.

TW for abuse and sexual assault, because Torso.

“Lay another hand on him and I’ll kill you.”

Mutsuki jerks awake to see Urie Kuki hauling Torso out of their bed, dangling him by the throat.

“Mucchy!” Yonebayashi Saiko pulls Mutsuki away. Higemaru Touma hands Mutsuki a jacket, and Aura Shinsanpei has shoes ready.

Hsaio Ching-Li leaps forward, her koukaku emerging and sending Torso’s head rolling onto the ground below.

Urie tosses his body away, and whirls around. “Mutsuki!”

“No, stop!” Mutsuki falls back from his family. He tumbles t the strong and scampers against the wall, hugging his knees to his chest. “Stay away! I’m – I’m disgusting.”

“Mutsuki, you’re not disgusting. That is,” Urie says, pointing towards Torso’s corpse, “but not you.”

“Mutsuki.” Saiko’s voice shakes. “It wasn’t your fault.”

“It is,” insists Mutsuki. “I’m just like him. I used ghouls as a lie! I killed my family! I killed the cat at the academy – that was me! I’m just like him.”

He shrieks and wishes he were strong enough to use his bikaku to kill himself.

But Urie’s arms are already around him. “Mutsuki, there’s nothing you can do that will scare me off.”

“Huh?”

“I love you. You’re my family, and – and Mutsuki, you’re so special to me.” Urie trembles. “I am so sorry I couldn’t protect you here. I would rather it have been me.”

“No – you’re good,” cries Mutsuki. Shame clouds his eyes.

“So are you. We all know that.” Urie strokes Mutsuki’s hair. “Mutsuki, it’s okay. It’s really okay. Your past hurts, but it’s not your fault. You were just a kid.” He points to Torso. “That one wasn’t a kid anymore.”

“You’ve never been a monster,” Saiko adds.

“We’re going to help you, because we’ll never give up on you. And Saiko’s right – everything and anything he did to you is not your fault. Never, ever.” Urie’s eyes glitter as he embraces Mutsuki.

A man is hugging him. A man who isn’t preying.

Mutsuki begins to sob – with relief.

Can you please write something with Furuta being all serious about telling Tsubaki he is an half ghoul and she’s like “bitch I already knew and I’m so gonna punch you for shortening your life span //even more//”? I feel like she’d be more pissed about not being able to spend more time with her bro than Fruit lying to her or him becoming half ghoul. I just want some sibling bonding time ;A;

“Tsubaki – I need to you listen to me.” Furuta sits his sister down on the pink chair in his office, the preposterous chair he bought just for her.

“Yes, dearie?”

Furuta rolls his eyes. “I can’t eat the strawberries with you because I…have become a half-ghoul.”

Tsubaki raises one eyebrow. “Bitch, I already knew, and I’m so gonna punch you for shortening your life span even more.”

Furuta chokes. “Don’t swear.”

“You like it when I swear.” She leaps into his arms and slugs him in his face. “Take that!”

“My face!” Furuta gasps. “Good thing I have enhanced healing now.”

“And an un-enhanced life span!” she wails. “Why are you so eager to abandon me?”

“I’m not…I just wanted to be stronger,” Furuta pleads. His stomach flip-flops when he sees genuine tears in her eyes.

“I miss you already.” Tsubaki sniffles. “It’s not fair.”

“We’ll…just live happily in the time we do have?”

“You couldn’t even make that sound convincing, bro.” Tsubaki begins pacing.

“Don’t you dare become a half-ghoul to spite me,” Furuta warns.

She narrows her eyes, because that was certainly her first idea. “Shut it. I’m thinking how to save you.”

“You can’t save me.” No one can.

“I can and I will!” She jabs a finger into his face. “I’ll employ every scientist CCG owns. I will sort out this aging crisis. Did you ever think it might have an easy solution that Daddy Dear was just unwilling to find? Because he never loved us. But I love you. I will help you. I will – Furuta, I can’t lose you.”

Furuta sighs. “There’s no stopping you, is there?”

“Nope.” Tsubaki relishes that she’s the one person who can best Furuta Nimura at his own games. “You know I love you, right?”

“Yeah.” Furuta croaks. It hurts to admit it. Sometimes he’d rather no one loved him.

“Do you love me? Please…tell me the truth.” Tsubaki’s eyes shine wth tears, and both recall the time she caught Tsuneyoshi and demanded the same answer.

And he’d asked how a dragon could love a gnat.

“Of course I do,” Furuta whispers, rubbing the top of her head.

Part 3 of the dreams) Hajime and the Squad zero kids have the same dreams as the others, only back to back. This prompts them to bond further with Kaneki, for Hajime to think things through and for Kaneki to gain four new members to his family.

“No, stop, Arima! Arima!” wails Shio.

“Shio, Shio, Shio!” Hirako shakes the child awake. “What happened?”

“Arima – was holding me down – and driving IXA through my eye.” Shio sobs.

“You’re okay. We’ve got you. And Arima loved you.” Yusa hugs his friend, and Rikai nods solemnly.

They drift back to sleep, but this time it’s Yusa sobbing awake. “Mom, stop – I won’t do it again, I promise!”

“Yusa?” Rikai tiptoes closer. “Yusa, you don’t know your mother.”

“Well, I did, and she was hitting me.” Yusa wipes his eyes.

Shio slips under the covers with him. “Here, let’s snuggle. Rikai, join us.”

“I’m fine.” Rikai smiles uncertainly before falling asleep.

“My TOES!” Rikai bolts upright with a shriek. “I was – in a chair – and Jason was chopping off my toes. They kept regrowing, and he kept cutting them off!”

Shio drags her into bed with he and Yusa. “I wonder why we’re all having nightmares.”

“Have you looked at our life?” Yusa asks.

They’re awakened not twenty minutes later by a scream from the cell a few blocks down.

“CENTIPEDES IN MY EARS!”

Hirako, Yusa, Shio, and Rikai bolt for Hajime’s cell. The child is flailing about, frothing at the mouth. He lets out bloodcurdling scream after bloodcurdling scream.

“Hajime!” Shio launches himself into the cell before Hirako can stop him.

“AHHHHHHHHH!”

“Wake up!” Rikai spits into Hajime’s face.

“Pah!” The brat awakens. Sweat beads adorn his forehead. “Huh?”

“Please tell me that’s not how you woke me up,” Yusa says. She smirks in response.

“Did you have the dreams? The torture dreams?” Shio asks.

“I was Kaneki Ken, and Jason putting – centipedes in my ears.” Hajime shakes. He fucking hates bugs.

“I was Kaneki in my nightmare, too,” says Yusa.

“Jason kept cutting off my toes,” says Rikai quietly. “Was the room in a mall, with a vaulted ceiling?”

Hajime nods.

“Did you smell flowers when you dreamt, Shio?” asks Yusa.

“Yeah.” Shio turns to Hirako. “What’s happening to us?”

“You’re having the Kaneki dream, monsieur!” Tsukiyama Shuu waltzes in before Hirako can answer. “We’ve all experienced it at one point or another.”

“Did those – did that really happen to him?” Shio touches his eye unconsciously.

“Indeed,” Tsukiyama says grimly.

Shio begins to cry. “Why? Why would Arima do that?”

“Why would anyone put bugs in someone’s ears?” howls Hajime.

“Where is Kaneki?” Yusa demands.

The king peers around the corner, flanked by Touka and Ayato and – Mutsuki?

“Thought you were at CCG!” Hajime shrieks.

“Thought you said you wouldn’t get caught,” Mutsuki cries back.

“Kingggggggggggg.” Shio flies into Kaneki’s arms, and Yusa and Rikai follow.

Kaneki gingerly pats their heads.

“Don’t be embarrassed. It wasn’t your fault,” says Yusa.

Mutsuki notices Hajime watching them enviously. He inches into the cell and loosens the chains just enough to pull Hajime into the love circle.

Hirako frowns, but accepts the kid.

“I’m sorry that happened. Why do you still like ghouls?” Hajime demands.

Kaneki touches Hajime’s chin. “That’s a long story.”

“I’ve got no where else to be, considering my captain is apparently here now.”

Suzuya squad is love suzuhan is life

Keijin Nakarai holds his head high as he escorts a bouquet-clasping Miyuki Mikage down the aisle. Mizurou Tamaki follows, throwing flowers every which way.

Hanbee’s face is already red by the time the music swells and the church doors sweep open.

Suzuya, dressed in a lace white suit and accompanied by a proud Shinohara, walks down the aisle humming in tune with the music. Hanbee can see tears in Shinohara’s eyes as Suzuya grasps Hanbee’s hands.

Kaneki clears his throat and prepares to read their vows.

Suzuya beams at Hanbee, and he’s positive he’s never been this happy before.

I don’t know if you take requests but I love your writing style and it would be awesome if you would write a suzuhan scenario. If. It no problem;)

I love Suzuhan! 😀 Thank you for asking, Nonny-Mouse!

“Hanbee, I’ve lost Haise. What if we lose Shinohara too?” Suzuya rocks back and forth. “I can’t stand this.”

“You’ll still have us,” Hanbee says quietly. “We love you.”

Suzuya looks up, tears in his eyes. “I know, and I love you all.”

“Are you excited for Takeomi’s wedding?” Hanbee leans back to stare at the sky. He can’t stop picturing Suzuya in a wedding dress. And himself as the groom – no, dammit, now his cheeks are red!

“I’m excited for the candy.” Suzuya giggles.

“Of course you are.” Hanbee winks.

“What else are you thinking about? Your face is all sweaty.” Suzuya wipes his hand against Hanbee’s forehead.

Hanbee turns crimson. “N – nothing.”

“Hanbeeeeeeee. Don’t lie to me. I’m your leader.” Suzuya pouts.

“I bet you’d look really nice getting married,” Hanbee blurts. “That’s all.”

Suzuya blinks. “Me? I never…you know…I never really thought I could get married.”

“Marriages don’t always have to be for kids, or between men and women.” Hanbee laughs.

“Do you like men?” Suzuya is surprised.

“Yes.” Hanbee lowers his eyes.

“That’s cute.” Suzuya hugs him. “Wait, do you like someone in particular? Is it someone I know? Can I help you with it? Hanbee, tell me.”

“No, definitely not!”

Suzuya tickles him. Hanbee screams.

“All right, all right, it’s you! I like you, Suzuya Juuzou!” He chokes on his own words. He wants to run away and vanish.

Suzuya’s mouth falls open. “Me?”

“I’m sorry – I don’t mean to make things awkward – I’m not very smart, you know -”

Suzuya smashes his lips against Hanbee’s. “How’s that?”

“Huh?”

“Well, you’re a really good friend, and I think you’re attractive, so why not?” Suzuya smiles up at him. “You make me happy.”

Hanbee nearly faints as Suzuya kisses him again.