myths, magic, and fandoms
Kyou is, obviously, by Tsukiyama’s side. She’s great at planning missions to unite ghouls and humans.
Her sister Chiharu is having quite the time talking with Ryuusen Tatsumichi. 😉
Niji and Yusa eloped when he turned 20. Why wait?
Fumi the Clown and Higemaru are engaged, at last.
Furuta Tsubaki probably drives Matsuri nuts with her reminders that he ain’t the only Washuu left.
Naru Okatsuki is trying to rekindle her romance with Urie.
Hoshi helps Yomo raise his niece!
Niji – she doesn’t want to flirt. She just wants to be authentic.
Kyou – she’ll put in effort, but it comes out wrong. After all, her turning point in her relationship with Shuu was telling him she despises his best friend.
Naru Okatsuki – her method is pissing Urie off.
Chiharu – surprisingly efficient.
Fumi the Clown – Her cute antics are enough to suck in any do-gooder.
Furuta Tsubaki – she’s inherited her big brother’s charm.
– Tsubaki really wanted him to marry Rize so Rize could be her big sister.
– He tries to keep her away from the clowns as much as possible, which of course doesn’t work because she’s as sly as he is. Uta is her favorite.
– She once convinced Uta to give her a tattoo of a mole below her eye to match Furuta’s. Furuta is not sure whether to be flattered, impressed, or pissed. So he’s all of those.
– She’s currently mad at him for dragon. Also eating popcorn watching Kaneki confront him (since she’s half-human, she can eat human food). No, she doesn’t have a gas mask, yes it’s dangerous, but this is Furuta Tsubaki and she gives no fucks.
– She somehow knows when Furuta cries in his sleep. Which is often, but also silent. Still, she crawls into his room and holds him until he’s stopped crying.
Fumi – Hair: black, shoulder length and straight. Eyes: black. Age: 19. Height: 145 cm. Birthday: 01 January. Rc type: Bikaku. Cisgender woman. Likes: Her Clown “family,” pretending to eat ice cream, Itori’s blood wine, Higemaru.
Kyou – Hair: blonde, long and straight. Eyes: Blue contacts, but actually brown. Age: 24. Height: 175 cm. Birthday: 04 April. Rc Type: Koukaku. Proud transgender woman. Likes: salt, Tsukiyama, rainbows, nuance, Chiharu.
Chiharu – sister to Kyou. Hair: Blonde, more bodied than Kyou’s. Eyes: brown. Age: 22. Height: 158 cm. Birthday: 31 October. Rc Type: Koukaku. Cisgender woman. Likes: Goat, Kaneki Ken, Kyou, accepting people.
Niji: Hair: brown, short, later dyed rainbow colors. Eyes: burgundy. Age: 15. Height: 165 cm. Birthday: 02 May. Rc type: bikaku. Un-transitioned transgender girl. Likes: rainbows, animals, Tsukiyama and Kyou, family.
Hoshi: Hair: magenta. Eyes: dark brown. Age: 27. Height: 150 cm. Birthday: 16 July. Rc type: ukaku. Cisgender woman. Likes: Yomo, forgiveness, deep conversations.
Furuta Tsubaki: Hair: black, wavy. Eyes: black. Age: 13. Height: 149 cm. Birthday: 01 April. Rc type: no kagune. Cisgender girl. Likes: Furuta, mischief, cuddles, and Hajime.
Houji’s sister/Tatara’s human lover: Hair: dark brown. eyes: green. Age: 29. Height: 160 cm. Birthday: 30 November. Cisgender woman. Likes: Tatara, Houji, their child, Eto.
Ui Miki: Hair: black. Eyes: green. Age: <5. Height: tiny. Birthday: 14 February. Likes: Ui, Hairu, Masanori, all her aunts and uncles.
Not my OC, but Ui Masanori: Hair: pink. Eyes: black. Age: child. Height: small. Birthday: 09 December. Likes: Mischief, Ui, Hairu, all aunts and uncles, especially Uncle Fruit. Check out @hamliet‘s “The (Mis)adventures of Goat” for more on this utter hellion.
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).
“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.
*Clutches my heart and my soul.*
Furuta has good word that Urie and Kuriowa will be appearing in his office tomorrow. Rio and Roma will be ready, and so shall he.
But tonight, sleep.
If all goes well, this will be his last sleep.
Furuta snuggles into bed, clutching the rubber ducky Tsubaki gave him “for good luck” before he left the garden. He curls up in a fetal position and drifts asleep. He dreams Tsuneyoshi recognizes him, and when he awakens at 3 am, for some reason he’s crying.
“Soutaaaaaaaaa,” whispers a voice.
“What?” Furuta shrieks and bolts upright.
“Bro!” His little sister – tonight of all nights – tackles him. “Souta.”
“I’m Kichimura now,” he protests.
“No, you’re still Souta to me. And to yourself.” Tsubaki snuggles beside him. “I need you.”
“You’re strong enough.”
“Am I?” Tsubaki’s eyes widen. “But you’re going to leave me. I don’t want you to die.”
Furuta squirms. “I’m not gonna die, kid. I’m Director of the CCG. I’ve got plenty of guards.”
“You want to die,” she accuses. “Don’t deny it! I’ve heard all your stupid plans with your clowny friends.”
“No you haven’t!” Furuta gasps.
“You taught me how to spy on people. Please.” Tsubaki starts crying. “I love you. I don’t want you to die. I didn’t have a father or a mother. I need my brother.”
“Tsubaki, everything will be okay.” If you die, you can be cured, you know.
“Not if you die.” Tsubaki pokes his nose. “I don’t want you to hurt people. I don’t want you to hurt yourself. Or incite people to hurt yourself, which is your plan. I want you to be happy.” Her voice cracks. “Why can’t I make you happy?”
Furuta looks stricken. “I …”
“Don’t lie, for once, Souta!” Tsubaki wails. “You think you’re all alone, but I don’t want you to be! I will care if you die. I love you.”
“Dad didn’t! Dad didn’t even recognize me!” Furuta yells back. A tear slips down his cheek, and he rubs it away.
“I’m not Dad!” Tsubaki shakes him. “Not everyone is Dad. Not everyone will hurt you. If you go, right now, to CCG and bow down and say I am a ghoul, the world needs help, I promise you many will curse you, but many more will help you. You could have been friends with almost all of them. You still can.”
Furuta narrows his eyes. “You stole that from somewhere.”
“Crime and Punishment,” she admits glibly. “But I’m your Sonja.”
“Tsubaki, Raskalnikov marries Sonja.”
His sister rolls her eyes. “Because she loves him. And he loves her. I love you, and you love me, although we have familial instead of sexual love.”
“You’re to young to know about sex!” Furuta shouts.
“Souta-chan, I read a lot.” Tsubaki nods. “You have to stay alive, or I’ll read all the worst things.”
“You will whether I die or not, and you know it.” Furuta pouts.
“Don’t die,” she pleads, crying again.
She wraps her arms around him, and Furuta allows himself, for one moment, to feel recognized. To feel loved.
Holy shit.
He’s done too much. He’s broken. He’s so broken. There is only death for him.
There’s only death for everyone, right? Furuta squeezes his arms around her and begins to cry. “What am I gonna do?”
“Hug me,” she responds.
It’s a start.
But like an ember, the possibility of a future begins to burn in his mind. By morning, he’s ready to face Urie and Kuriowa – and ask for help.
Mercy and Magic 