Takizawa is injured and Akira and Amon find out.

We’re assuming this is post-ghoulification and reunion for our friends. 

“He’s pretty bad,” Banjou says, eying the babbling Takizawa. Truth to be told, the injuries will heal. But this kid’s mental state makes Kaneki look normal. 

“He’s missing three limbs. Of course it’s bad,” Kurona shoots back. She points at Banjou. “You! Are not going to let our sibling die.”

Kaneki isn’t sure how he feels about her insistence on calling them siblings, but if it helps her, fine. 

“Move, Eyepatch King.” Mado Akira appears in the room, shoving the One-Eyed King aside so fast he crashes into the wall. She’s not really sorry.

Amon Koutarou rushes in behind her. “Seidou!”

“It’s Owl now, right?” Akira winks at Takizawa’s bloodied mouth. 

“No!” he wails. “I did it! I killed Mom and Dad! I drank their blood!”

Akira exchanges a glance with Amon.

“I’m impossible.” Seidou grins. 

Taste like home cooking, Seidou?

He feels like such an object. Even now. He can’t reclaim his personhood no matter how desperately he desires. 

“I mean, yes,” Amon says, perching on the bed next to Seidou. “But we love you for it.”

“My life is shit.” Tears stream down his face.

“We like your life. I nearly gave up mine for you!” Akira jabs her finger at him, and the delirious ghoul pauses for a moment. “And it was worth it, God dammit!”

“Dammit, like I’m damned.”

Amon clears his throat. “I was raised by a priest, remember. You’re not damned, Seidou.” 

“And if you were, we’d break down hell for you.” Akira kisses the top of Seidou’s head. “We love you.”

He pauses. “Really?”

“Please believe that.”

For a moment, looking at their compassionate faces, he feels like nothing happened. For a moment, he dares to believe them.

Shinohara wakes up.

Oh this hurts – 

“We really, really need you to come to the hospital today,” says Keijin, accompanied by the rest of Suzuya Squad. He was the only one who dared to start the conversation.

Suzuya stiffens. “Why?”

Is Mr. Shinohara dying? Is he already gone? Has Juuzou failed him again?

“The doctors think he’s going to wake up.” Hanbee says, flashing Suzuya a reassuring smile.

Suzuya’s eyes morph into saucers. And then his squad – his family – leads him on.

When he gets to the room – of course he never forgot the number – Suzuya draws back. What if Mr. Shinohara doesn’t remember him? Or recognize him with black hair? What if he hates him for taking him from his family for so many years?

Hanbee puts a hand on Suzuya’s shoulder, and Mikage pokes his back. 

His Squad is here. They don’t blame him and they even like him with black hair.

So he moves forward, into the room.

He sees Shinohara’s wife and kids first. They’re smiling – then – that must –

Mr. Shinohara sits upright on his bed, his eyes wide at the sight of Juuzou.

For a moment, mentor and mentee stare at each other.

Then Mr. Shinohara opens his arms, and Suzuya flings himself into them. 

Shinohara sees tears running down Juuzou’s face, and a proud squad standing behind his kid.

“I missed you,” Suzuya sobs.

“I missed you too.” Shinohara leans back. There’s so much to discuss – years of change, literally – but he needs to bring up the past once more. “I never got to tell you how proud I am of you.”

Hirako tries to parent Shio, Yusa, and Rikai. Preferably with angst and fluff. Please write this before one of them dies my heart can’t take what I fear is coming.

Okay, none of the kids are allowed to die. 

“Rikai, why are you crying?” Hirako is tired and parenting is the last thing on his list of desired. 

The good news, as Arima reminded him, is that all the Squad 0 kids had such piss-poor parenting anything he fails at will still look good by comparison.

But Hirako doesn’t want to look good by comparison. He wants to be good. 

“B – because I’m having a bad memory,” sniffles Rikai. 

“Well.” Hirako settles next to Rikai, his hand on her shoulder. “It’s in the past, but sometimes it helps to talk about it. You want to?”

“We’re getting older.” Rikai clutches his hand instead of answering the question. She can’t divulge her memories, not yet. “We’re gonna die before everyone else. And I don’t want to – I don’t want to die!”

She covers her face and sobs. 

Shio is crying, too. “We’re supposed to be brave.”

“Bravery,” says Hirako softly, “means facing your fears. You know, I’m scared of dying, too.”

“You are?” Yusa gapes at him.

“Yes. And then I have to ask myself why.” Hirako shrugs. “And I’m afraid because I want my life to be worthwhile.”

“We like your life!” cries Shio.

“I know, and I’d say y life is worth it with you kids in it.”

Rikai coughs. “You mean – we’re not a burden?”

“Are you sure?” Yusa asks.

“Of course. I wouldn’t trade you all for the world.” Hirako grabs the kids and pulls them tight.

He doesn’t know how they’ll fix the aging issue, but they will. These kids deserve the world they’re fighting for. 

TG Ships as Cat Gifs

Submitted by a lovely Nonny-Mouse!

Ayahina

https://andthensuddenlycats.tumblr.com/post/159985082926

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Saiko/Hsiao:

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http://imthehuman.tumblr.com/post/164052387562/with-every-post-a-smile-%D8%AA

Touken

http://zevzekadam.com/post/157743216523/uzun-s%C3%BCredir-g%C3%B6rmedi%C4%9Fim-kankime-yav%C5%9Fayarak

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Uta/Yomo

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Mutsurie:
https://szlagusprincess.tumblr.com/post/144944948064

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Arieto:

https://giphy.com/gifs/hugs-cats-gif-attack-hug-cCEi1s7NNpFio

Suzuhan:

http://omglostinlife.tumblr.com/post/116813672559

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Nishikimi
http://positivegrunge.tumblr.com/post/139336704734/i-cuddled-someone-today-and-it-was-nice

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Shiraiko:

http://come-home.tumblr.com/post/111337006153

Uihai

https://pefine.tumblr.com/post/126340812118

Akiramon
https://giphy.com/gifs/cheezburger-cat-kisses-zIP41zE5V5Sog

Takirona
https://mako0mako0.tumblr.com/post/161576694232/you-need-a-hug

Tsukikana
http://thenotsoperfectbarbiedoll.tumblr.com/post/111874015646/high-fives-gone-terribly-wrong

Maruchika:

https://giphy.com/gifs/things-backrubs-c9IhvdUkamYtq

Furuta/Self:
http://cuteness-overload.com/post/163593288634/this-kitty-hugging-her-tail-while-sleeping

The Quinx go to a club and drink a wee bit too much.

Dis fun.

Alternate Universe where Shirazu is totally 100% alive.

“Alrighty, everyone. Let’s go.”

“Go where?” Mutsuki looks up in surprise.

“Da club.” Shirazu’s hands are wrapped around Urie, and Saiko appears on Mutsuki’s left, Hsaio on his right.

“Uh.”

Aura is dragged forward by Higemaru. “We’ve been played,” he grumbles. 

And so all seven Quinxes find themselves in a club with music so loud Mutsuki can feel it in his teeth.

The solution, as Higemaru assures him, is to drink.

Mutsuki then finds himself crying and babbling on about how inadequate he feels. He leans on Urie, who meanwhile has been drinking to muster the courage to confront Mutsuki. Or just survive the chaotic club atmosphere. 

“You’re so handsome,” he finally manages to slur, and then Higemaru interrupts by dragging them both onto the dance floor.

Saiko pouts as Shirazu and Aura begin grinding on each other. “Men are dumb.”

“You’re not.” Hsaio drops her glass onto the floor. It shatters into what she finds a pretty pattern.

“I’m not a man.” Saiko thrusts out her chest. 

“Neither am I.” Hsaio grins. “I’ve always wanted boobs like yours.”

“They hurt my back.”

“Can I touch them? Are they squishy?” 

When Haise Sasaki arrives per a concerning call from Higemaru, he finds Hsaio and Saiko feeling each other up at the bar. 

Urie is vomiting in a bathroom urinal as Mutsuki pats his head. 

On the dance floor, Shirazu and Higemaru play patty-cake over Aura’s unconscious body. 

He sends an image to Arima. Ui was right. We’re unethical. I quit.

Don’t leave me with this, Arima texts back. I’d rather be with ghouls. 

Finally, Akira responds to them both. If you ever send me these images again, dear child, I’m sterilizing myself. 

Hairu is sick. Ui winds up helping her.

“Kill meeeeee,” whines Hairu, staggering in to CCG.

“Honey, a C-rated ghoul could manage that,” Hirako watches her collapse into her desk chair.

On cue, Ui Koori hightails out of Arima’s office. There’s only one person who can distract him from Arima-worship, and she’s currently a mucus-y mess. “Do you have the flu?” 

“I dunno,” mumbles Hairu. “I’m dying, Koori.”

“I’ll get a thermometer!” He dashes off, and Hirako exchanges a grin with Arima, who approaches her from behind.

“’Rima.” She smiles blearily.

“Please go home.”

“Nooooooo.” She juts out her lower lip. 

“Here. I stole this from the lab. It was clean!” Ui shoves a thermometer in Hairu’s hands. “Is there something else I can do for you? Coffee? Tea? Soup?”

“Moo uh ee nish,” she says around the thermometer.

“Sorry, didn’t catch that.” Hirako smirks.

“She said soup would be nice.” Ui snatches the thermometer from her mouth. “No, Hairu! You have a high fever!”

“Home.” Arima snaps his fingers and returns to his office. There will be no questions. She will rest.

“I’ll take you home.” Ui holds out his arms. “I’ll carry you.”

“Desperate,” Hirako mutters, but he doesn’t care, because Hairu’s in his arms, mumbling deliriously about how cute he is. 

The next day, neither show up to work. When Arima and Hirako pay them a visit, they find both at Hairu’s place, curled up on the couch watching Disney through their sniffles. 

Um, hello, hello! I read your guidelines and was wondering if I may ask for a scenario where after dinner together, Arima takes Kiyoko to a floral shop, at first she’s unsure why he chose the shop? He ends up proposing to her at the shop. After the initial surprise, Kiyoko makes a remark how the shop is fitting to select flowers for the future wedding bouquet! This ship is practically nonexistent save for a couple of fics I’ve seen, I’d be so happy to see your take on it!!

Oh my goodness, I’m learning so many new Arima ships. Of course you may ask! Bring it!

“Still sleepy?” Kiyoko grins at Arima. The evening sun filters through the streets of Tokyo, and she recognizes it as the type of scene Arima loves, the kind that helps him forget the gore of last night’s mission.

Arima laughs in response. Lat night she found him out of breath and disoriented. She know’s he’s dying, and still she enjoys his company. Kiyoko is stronger than all the Special Investigator men put together, and, to his endless delight, she knows it.

Kiyoko grabs his hands, and he knows the surprise in his pocket is right, even if he’s half in the grave.

“I have something to show you,” he murmurs.

“Lead on.” Kiyoko raises an eyebrow. There are no other men she’d follow without question.

He leads her to a small shop named Sakura’s. The perfume of roses and lilies nestles around them. There are tulips blooming on the floor and ivy crawling up the walls, and a fountain in the center. 

Kiyoko chuckles. “It’s like the paradise I dreamed of as a girl.”

“Did you dream of any other paradise?” 

Kiyoko turns around to see Arima down on one knee, holding out a sparkling diamond ring. 

He doesn’t dare breathe. She should be smart and refuse, because there’s pain in the future. But not only pain, so still he hopes.

“Well, you are a smooth one, Kishou.” Kiyoko holds out her hand, and he dares to slip the ring on.

“Thank you,” he rasps.

“Thank you, you romantic nincompoop.” Kiyoko plants a kiss on his lips. 

“Hurrah!” Hirako Take jumps out from behind the counter. Hairu’s behind him, snapping pictures, and Koori Ui holds champagne.

Kiyoko throws her head back and laughs. “Are you serious?”

“Too much?”

“I can’t have too much of you.” Kiyoko smiles slyly. “But since the owners clearly agreed to let you stage this, I think it’s only fair if we buy wedding flowers here.” 

She’s so efficient. Arima marvels. “I can’t wait to see what you choose.” 

With her, he believes the impossible. He believes life can begin even as if ends. 

Arima encounters smol lonely Furuta in the Garden.

Do you hear the drips? Smol lonely Furuta melts my heart.

“I heard what you did.” Arima watched Souta closely. The kid kicks his legs back and forth, as if he’s on a swing instead of a brick wall. 

Souta looks at the ground. “She needed to be free.”

“I know.” 

Now Souta looks up at him. Arima agreed? Arima didn’t consider him a reprobate? Everyone treated him like a pariah since. Being whipped for an hour straight after her escape had been more tolerable than their constant disapproval. 

It’s bad enough when Dad treats him this way. He didn’t expect it from everyone else. 

At least he’s stopped crying himself to sleep. If they think he’s a scoundrel, he’ll be a scoundrel beyond their wildest imaginations. And every pain will be worth it when she reunites with him, as he promised her. 

“I love her,” Souta told him. His eyes glitter, dark and proud. Washuu eyes. 

Arima gingerly reaches out and pats his head. He knows childhood love is simple and easily broken. But for now, if it helps his half-brother survive more rejection, he’s happy for him.

But consider all of the cast with lightsabers.

Oh my word

I’ve sorted the characters according to their introductory affiliation.

Anteiku/Re Affiliates

Kaneki Ken – After inheriting a very special bright red/Darth Maul two-sided saber from the fallen Rize Kamishiro, he finds himself hunted by the Dark Side.

Nagachika Hideyoshi – His is light blue, like Luke’s. 

Yoshimura Kuzen – He’s long retired his purple lightsaber, except when he brings it out to clean up after his daughter, Darth Owl. It used to be his lover Ukina’s, from whom he learned how to wield it. 

Kamishiro Rize – She was exceptionally skilled with her two-sided saber, but is currently saber-less. 

Kirishima Touka – Hers is dark blue and she wields it well. 

Koma Enji – Green.  

Irimi Kaya – Green. This is why she and Koma first fought in the 20th ward, before Yoshimura convinced them there was room for two green sabers.

Yomo Renji – Darksaber all the way.

Kosaka Yoriko – Yellow-green, but she would rather not use it. 

Hinami Feuguchi – Yellow, two-sided, and she possesses uncanny skill. 

Nishiki Nishio – green and cracked. 

Nishino Kimi – green (this is how she met Nishiki). He then cracked her crystal by accident, and learned the power of love by her forgiveness. 

Tsukiyama Family

Tsukiyama Shuu – the gourmet’s is indigo to match his hair, and he adores it to the point that he talks to it. Still, he pines after Kaneki’s two-sided saber.

Karren von Rosewald – Servants weren’t supposed to have sabers, but Shuu bought her a rose pink one for her birthday one year. She’s loved him ever since.

Matsumae – the family bodyguard possesses a darksaber. It still thrills her every time she lights it.

Mirumo – passed down the indigo saber to Shuu.

Chie Hori – her tiny green saber was so delectable she and Shuu had to be friends.

Clowns

Uta – Darksaber, but with a cracked crystal. He and Yomo used to make a fierce darksaber team. 

Itori – Hers is bright pink but rarely used, unless you’re counting when she gets drunk and waves it about Helter Skelter pretending she’s a Samurai. 

Hoito Roma – She seemed to have an ordinary red saber. Instead she literally has a four-sided saber she uses for utter destruction. 

Nimura Furuta – he started the series by pushing pipes onto Rize so he could steal her lightsaber, but now that Kaneki has inherited it, he hired Kanou to make a duplicate. Someday, though, he will get the real one. 

Rio/Shikorae – is not trusted with one. Probably for the best.

Nico – pink but cracked. 

Donato Porpora – Purple, cracked.

Aogiri Tree

Kirishima Ayato – dark blue, just like Touka. *pouts*

Yamori – Sabers cauterize wounds. That’s boring. 

Tatara – Green – half of a two sided saber. 

Yoshimura Eto – Darth Owl has a fierce purple lightsaber and exceptional skill.

Noro – Darksaber. 

CCG

Amon Koutarou – Blue-white and pure. 

Takizawa Seidou – blue, but he cracked the crystal while insisting he could make his own.

Mado Akira – green. She made her own, nice and neat. 

Houji Kousuke- the second half of Tatara’s green saber is his. This is the root of their enmity. 

Mado Kureo – His fascination with lightsabers has lead him to have a collection of every color, plus every cracked version. He was missing a green one before Akira made hers. 

Marude Itsuki – It used to be yellow. Inspired by Yoshitoki, he also decorated the label. It did not turn out well, but thankfully, Juuzou Suzuya wrecked it. 

Washuu Yoshitoki – yellow. He’s decorated the label. 

Washuu Matsuri – spent half his childhood (literally half) whining for one. Now he has a yellow one and isn’t not as exciting as he hoped. 

Washuu Tsuneyoshi – He wishes it was purple, but alas, his is yellow. 

Kuriowa Takeomi – He got so good at beating ghouls up with his hands his dad was reluctant to hand down their family’s white saber. 

Kuriowa Iwao – He used to have a white saber. Now he has an orange one, because he gave the white one to Takeomi.

Aura Kiyoko – Blue and damn does she use it well.

Tanakamaru Mougan – Pink. He loves the color. 

Shinohara Yukinori – Green, “the color of life,” he used to remind Suzuya.

Hajime Hazuki – white. Someone take it away from him.

Arima Squad

Ihei Hairu – hers is lemon-colored, and she’s nicknamed it “Sunlight.”

Arima Kishou – His is ordinary light blue. But he can beat even the most powerful sabers with his technique. 

Ui Koori – His is green. Sometimes Hairu tells him they’re lemons and limes, and he enjoys this.

Take Hirako – he ordered light blue to match Arima. 

Ihei Shio – Pink. He and Yusa swapped colors. 

Arima Yusa – white. He didn’t care for the color, but Shio really wanted pink.

Souza Rikai – purple, which she’s very proud of. 

Suzuya Squad

Suzuya Juuzou – green and two-sided. He insisted on green to honor Shinohara. 

Keijin Nakarai – Yellow to match his hair.

Hanbee Abara – Darksaber. He feels silly with it.

Miyuki Mikage – Green, like his boss. 

Mizurou Tamaki – Orange

Quinx Squad

Yonebayashi Saiko – light blue, and she enjoys wielding it, because then she gets to pretend she’s someone from Feudal times. 

Shirazu Ginshi – orange, cracked, and he loved it for its imperfections. 

Urie Kuki – purple, but cracked, and the crack is growing bigger.

Mutsuki Tooru – green, and he’s determined to become as skilled as Kaneki. 

Hsaio Ching-Li – dark saber. Beware her skill.

Aura Shinsanpei – his is dark blue, and he’s either way too fierce or too timid with it. There is no middle ground.

Higemaru Touma – pink, and he likes to light it up for no reason other than he enjoys the sound.