Tag: uihai

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.

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.

Koori proposing to Hairu lol

So much Uihai. I love it!

Ihei Hairu nearly collapses as soon s their meeting ends. She swears Marude just asked questions to hear himself talk. 

“Coffee?” Ui asks her, and she nods eagerly.

“I’d die without it after whatever the hell that was,” Hairu mutters, and Ui has to chuckle, though he feels guilty, too. After all, he was the one who asked Marude to take up extra time.

When they arrive at Re cafe, Hairu’s favorite, he orders a latte for both of them, as planned. The blue-haired manager winks at him. She’s been planning this for a week. 

Hairu looks down at her cup and gasps.

Will you marry me? is written in the foam.  

“Now!” he hears Shio whisper, and Hirako’s dog totters into the cafe, a ring box adorning its collar.

Ui drops to his knees. “Will you – I mean – can you – do you want to marry me?”

His fingers scrambled to open the box. A beautiful pink diamond, just the color of her hair. Arima helped him pick it out.

Hairu shrieks. “Yes!” 

And then she tackles him, peppering his face with kisses. 

The Quinx Squad and Arima Squad file in, Saiko with balloons and Hirako with chocolates. Sasaki heads right up to the manager to thank her.

“Koori,” she whispers in his ear, “you’ve made me the happiest person alive.”

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

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. 

Scenario: Uncle Shio

Coming right up, Nonny-Mouse. I love that kid!

Side note: Shio’s nephew Masanori is featured extensively in @hamliet’s fanfic “The (Mis)Adventures of GOAT.” I’m, er, borrowing her character (with permission) for this! 

“Where is he?” Shio bursts in the door to the hospital room where Hairu and Ui and their child are staying. “My nephew!”

Hirako dashes up behind him, flanked by Rikai and Yusa.

“Can he be our nephew, too?” Rikai asks.

“No! He’s an Ihei!” Shio crosses his arms as he flounces towards the bed. 

“His name is Masanori,” Hairu says with pride. “Masanori Kishou Ui.”

“He has your hair!” Shio takes the bundle so quickly Ui nearly has a panic attack. He rubs the pink fuzz on the baby’s head and giggles. “I’m gonna be the best uncle ever, aren’t I, Hirako?”

“Undoubtedly,” Hirako says, exchanging a smirk with Ui.

“I love him. He’s perfect.” Shio kisses the baby’s nose. It whimpers.

“What does that mean?” Shio asks nervously.

“I don’t know!” Ui looks at Hairu, his face white.

“It means he’s dreaming,” Hairu says with a sleepy smile.

“Hopefully he’s dreaming of the future. When his best Uncle gives him the most fantastic playdate he’ll ever have.” Shio is clearly planning this, years in advance.

“Love you, Masanori.” Shio reluctantly hands the baby back to Hairu. 

He saves his questions for after they leave the hospital. “Hirako, how did Hairu and Ui make a baby?”

Ui gets to spend one day with a revived Hairu after all the enemies in the world have been defeated before she will stop taking her medicine and die again.

SCREAMS INTO VOID

WHY

“You – you want to spend the day with me?” Hairu blinks. “There’s no more medicine for me, Koori.”

“I won’t let you be alone,” he insists. “Anything you want, I’ll do it for you.”

“You shouldn’t have to. You shouldn’t have given up your ethics for me,” Hairu tells him.

“I know, but you’re here, even for a day – and it’s worth it.” Ui cringes. “I shouldn’t think that way, but I lov – I mean, I missed you so much.”

She cocks her head. “Why not Arima?” 

“I don’t love Arima in that way.” He hunches over. Last days are too short for awkward rejections.

Hairu gasps. “Koori.”

Her hands brush back his hair, and she’s crying. “I love you, too. I wish I could be with you. It’s not fair.”

“I’d take your place at death’s altar if I could,” Ui pleads.

“I wouldn’t let you.” She sticks out her tongue, just like normal. “Let’s go to the fair?”

“Sure.” He allows her to lead him on all the crazy rides, until he’s vomiting from the spinning swings and she’s smearing sticky cotton candy over his cheeks. He buys her a giant stuffed unicorn, even though she’ll lose it in eight hours.

“Something to remember me by,” she tells him.

How does someone dying glow like this?

She spins him in dance and eats her favorite melon buns with him for dinner. Six hours.

When it’s evening, Hairu turns her face to him. “This was a perfect day.”

“I’m glad.” Ui wants to scream. Not yet. She has four hours. 

Hairu smiles up at the stars. “You know how I want to die, Ui Koori?”

“How?” he can barely whisper.

“Tangled up in the arms of someone I love. Warm, happy. Under a dozen  blankets.” There are tears in her eyes.

No. She oughtn’t cry, not on her last day. Ui dares himself. “Are you asking me to make love to you?”

“Only if you want.” Hairu smiles, her cheeks wet. 

He takes her to his apartment, and there he learns that life and sex are awkward and fun and emotional no matter what you intend. And he loves her so much it hurts.

One minute.

He wraps his arms around her and tries not to cry, but she’s already sniffling. They sob together, and just before the clocks strikes midnight, she whispers, Thank you. 

She passes the unicorn to him.

Scenario where Ui confesses his feeling to Hairu and her reaction.

*rubs hands together with glee*

Ui closes the door to the copy room. Hairu’s humming at the printer, which seems to be jammed again, but that hasn’t dampened her mood. Hairu’s not commonly annoyed by the little things, and that’s one of the reasons he loves her.

Speaking of love, that’s why he’s here. Alone. With her.

His heart beats fast as she looks up and smiles at him. “Koori!”

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“What are you doing?” Arima Kishou stares at the sight of Hirako Take crouched at the copy room entrance, ear pressed against the closed door. Ihei Shio is giggling, Arima Yusa is trying to shhh him, and Souza Rikai has slid some sort of wire under the door.

Hirako turns bright red.

“Ui’s confessing to Hairu,” hisses Shio. “C’mon.”

And so Arima finds himself engaged in the childhood shenanigans he never had time for, as he presses his ear to the door for snippets of young love. 

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“Hi.” Ui waves. His other arm has a rose behind his back. A pink rose to match her hair.

“Hi.” She waves back. “We’re out of colored ink. It’s so sad!”

“Your hair is colorful enough,” he jokes.

Hairu gasps. “Did you just – just make a joke?”

Ui flushes. “Maybe.”

“You’re so cute, Koori!” She dances over to him and kisses his cheek. 

“H-hairu, I have to tell you something.” His voice is now a squeak. His eyes are glassy and unfocused and he’s quite possibly more terrified than he has been in battle.

Hairu’s eyes grow. “What’s wrong? Koori, you can tell me anything.”

“I – I – I…” He fumbles for the words stuck in his throat. As a last ditch effort, he holds out the rose. 

Hairu pales.

And then an avalanche falls. “I think you’re beautiful and happy and kind and sexy and the world is better for you in it and I love you and I’ve loved you for a long time but been too afraid to say anything -”

Hairu tackles him in a hug. “You’re the cutest thing ever!”

“Huh?” The thorns prick his flesh.

“No!” she gasps, taking the rose. “Bad rose! Don’t hurt Koori!” 

She looks into his eyes, smiling so brightly he really should wear sunglasses.

“I’ve never had someone love me before.” 

“You have, you just didn’t know,” he croaks. His heart pounds. Why isn’t this easier?

“Why aren’t you smiling? I love you, too, silly!” Hairu tugs his lips into a smile. “Are we dating now?”

“Yes, if you’d like to.” Ui’s eyes fill with tears. 

“Yay!” Hairu twirls him around. “This makes fighting the stupid printer worth it!”

“I tell you, it’s worse than a ghoul,” Ui says.

“You made a second joke! I’m so good for you.” Hairu kisses him, because aren’t people supposed to kiss when they’re in love?

Ui nearly falls over, but he hangs on to her – or her lips, really. She tastes like melons and bubblegum, and he can’t get enough.

The door falls open.

Ui shrieks, but Hairu just blushes and keeps on smiling.

“Congratulations,” Hirako says. Shio waves from his position on a cramped pyramid of Yusa and Rikai.

Arima stands behind them and holds his thumb up.

Hairu glows even more.