A continuation of the stray dog head cannon, when Saiko is home later with the other Quinx, she tells them about the stray dogs and Urie makes a joke that “it makes sense cause birds of a feather stick together” or something (doesn’t have to be those exact words), indicating that Sasaki is a stray dog and Shizaru punches him for disrespect.

“It was so funny. All these giant fluffy monsters overwhelming Maman.” Saiko smiles. “So cute.”

Shirazu peers at her photos. “I need these doggos in my life.”

“They’re out back,” Mutsuki says. “I wonder if they fetch.”

“They really love Maman.” Saiko opens the door to smile at the dogs still surrounding Sasaki.

“Well, birds of a feather stick together,” Urie mumbles.

“Huh?” Saiko frowns.

Urie rolls his eyes.

“Saiko understands, she just doesn’t approve.” She crosses her arms. Mutsuki’s stomach turns.

“Don’t disrespect Sasaki! He has us! Maybe we’re also the stray dogs.” Shirazu’s fist flies at Urie, who ducks –

and stumbles outside.

He finds himself drowning in an ocean of brown fluff and drool. “Help!”

Instead of running away from them, Kaneki talks with the Quinx about what he is doing and what he discovers (that the CCG are the biggest hypocrites, sunlit garden and everything they were taught a complete and total lie), and they make it clear that they will support him always.

“I don’t believe you,” Urie snaps.

“Why not?” Saiko fires back.

“Sensei? How do you know?” Mutsuki leans forward. The Quinx have gathered in the Chateau for a meeting with Sasaki Haise, though he now wants to be called Kaneki.

Higemaru interrupts. “There’s actually … I’ve studied the history of CCG some. Everyone who’s come from the Sunlit Garden has passed away by 35.”

“So you believe him, too?” Saiko asks.

“Why don’t we ask or resident Garden kid?” Aura points at Hsaio. “Tell us he’s crazy.”

Hsaio stares at the floor. Her voice sounds dead. “He’s crazy.”

“You’re a terrible liar,” Urie says, his stomach sinking.

Hsaio looks up at Kaneki. “You can’t fight them. You’ll lose.”

“You’re going to die early? No! I refuse!” Saiko shrieks. She wraps Hsaio in an embrace.

“If – if everything is a lie, how do we move forward?” Mutsuki waits anxiously for Sensei’s answer.

“I don’t know. I think joining with the ghouls already against the Washuus is a good first step,” says Kaneki.

“No,” Aura says. “I can’t betray my aunt.”

“In a way,” says Higemaru, “You’d be betraying her if you let her fight for a lie.”

“But I don’t have anyone else,” Aura whispers.

“You have us,” Kaneki says. “For what little I’m worth.”

“You’re worth a lot to me,” says Mutsuki.

“And me!” cries Saiko.

“We’ll support whatever you decide,” Urie says, nodding at Kaneki. For some reason, that warms his heart the most.

They’re his family.

Accidentally put this in the Submission box because I’m a bit of a tool. Can we see EarlyRE!Haise having nightmares about his past life, and the Quinx Squad hearing and going to comfort him?

Aw, you’re not a tool! You’re awesome!

“Kill me, please!” Haise cries out.

Choose! Choose! Choose!

“Choose my son!” begs the woman.

But how can he let her die?

“Kill me,” Haise wails.

“Sensei?” A voice interrupts Haise. Someone’s shaking him awake, and he feels hands on his wrists, untying him.

Haise leaps from the chair – and realizes he’s sitting up in bed, at the Chateau. There’s no pleading mother and son. There’s no torture.

Mutsuki has his hands on Haise’s shoulders, and Shirazu’s clutching Haise’s hands. Saiko runs up to him and throws her arms around him, and even Urie is there, hanging back in the corner.

“Are you okay, Maman?” Saiko wipes Haise’s tears with her pigtails.

“Really?” Shirazu demands.

“Yes!” she shoots back.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Mutsuki asks, his eyes wide.

Haise shivers. “It felt so real.”

“Horror always feels more real, doesn’t it?” Urie shrugs. “You’re not alone, I guess.”

“I had to choose between killing a mother and their child.” Haise’s eyes fill again. “I just wanted him to take me instead, but he wouldn’t.”

“That’s horrible!” Shirazu gasps. “And way too nice of you. I’d choose the kid.”

“But wanting to sacrifice yourself – you’re so sweet, Maman.” Saiko hugs Haise again. “We’re here. None of us will let you get hurt.”

“I’m not that lucky,” Urie says, with a smirk to assure Haise he’s joking.

“Come on. Go back to sleep. We’ll be here.” Saiko snuggles at his feet, and Shirazu flops by his side.

Mutsuki hesitates.

“It’s okay,” Haise says, and Mutsuki’s face blooms. He settles besides Haise’s other side and holds out an arm to Urie, who joins after a moment.

And though Haise still fears his mind, at least if he dreams again, he can pretend the Quinx are fighting with him.

What are some characters’ sleeping positions?

Let me know if you want any others! These were the first I thought of. 🙂

Kaneki Ken – fetal position

Kirishima Touka – knees bent

Fueguchi Hinami – cuddling her pillow

Kirishima Ayato – whatever looks the least comfortable so he can brag about it later. He’s tried standing more than once

Tsukiyama Shuu – arms spread out

Kanae Von Rosewald – falls asleep on her knees praying for Master Shuu

Yomo Renji – on his side

Uta – arms above his head

Amon Koutarou – on his back

Akira Mado – on her back, a pillow under her knees to support her muscles

Takizawa Seidou – fetal position

Mutsuki Tooru – curled into a ball

Urie Kuki – stick-straight, on his back

Yonebayashi Saiko – on her stomach

Higemaru Touma – snow-angel pose

Aura Shinsanpei – crushed against the wall

Hsaio Ching-Li – she’s not fond of pillows

Shirazu Ginshi – on his back

Ui Koori – on his stomach

Hairu Ihei – drowning in a sea of pink pillows

Arima Kishou – knees bent

Yoshimura Eto – constantly tossing and turning, so really ALL THE POSITIONS

Suzuya Juuzou – fetal position

Sexual tension ft mutsurie in which mucchan just moved back to the chateau and urie cants stop staring at him and whenever they train they smh end up on top of each other covered in sweat and mucchan always seems to have a knife on uries throat 💦

“Why are you looking at me?” Mutsuki shivers.

Urie looks hurt. “I just…I’m glad you’re back, Mutsuki.”

“Oh. Okay.” Mutsuki smiles tentatively.

Urie trudges to bed. He loves Mutsuki and he wants him to know it, but Mutsuki is so fragile now.

How do I help? He wonders as he falls asleep.

He awakens at 2 am to the sound of someone training. Hell, not even Urie is this hardcore. Good investigators need sleep!

Urie slips downstairs to see Mutsuki practicing his knife work on shadows.

“Want help?”

Mutsuki jumps. “Oh! Sure.”

“Did you sleep at all?” Urie takes off his shirt. He’s solely clad in his boxers, and Mutsuki turns red.

“No. I’m afraid what I’ll see if I do.” Mutsuki hugs himself, even though the knife is still in his hands. “I have to be strong and sharp so I don’t hurt anyone else.”

“Mutsuki, you don’t scare me.” Urie steps closer and swipes Mutsuki’s legs out from under him.

But Mutsuki springs up faster than he calculated, and kicks Urie over. He straddles Urie, knife at his throat.

Don’t you dare betray me, body. Urie tries to focus on the task at hand instead of how close he is to Mutsuki. He twists Mutsuki’s arm away and scrambles free. “Ha!”

“Get ready.” Mutsuki leaps for him, and Urie barely dodges. But Mutsuki misses his next kick.

“Wow, you’re strong.” Urie wipes sweat from his brow and somersaults away. He rushes Mutsuki again, and this time Mutsuki’s bikaku catapults Urie to the floor.

“No fair!”

“Fights aren’t fair.” Mutsuki grins and dives atop Urie again. Once more, the knife presses his throat as they pant. Their bodies are sweaty and sticky and Urie thinks he sees flickering in Mutsuki’s eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Mutsuki has just realized how comfortable he feels, even with a nearly naked man below him. “I trust you, that’s all.”

Urie’s expression softens. “Thank you.”

Mutsuki smiles back as he uses his bikaku pins Urie’s arms by his side. “I win.”

Haise and the Qs are out. They interview a sexy, curvy woman as she is a witness to a new ghoul case (let’s call it The Brain. Maybe it leaves the brain intact outside the body) and when they finish, Shirazu tries to ask her out. When she says no, Urie isn’t surprised, but what surprises the whole group is when the woman turns to Saiko and asks for her number

What a clever and funny ask!

“Now, can you describe the man who left with the victim?” Urie looks at his notes. This woman makes him nervous. She looks like a model.

Mutsuki doesn’t like how googly-eyed every other man seems around her.

“He had a knit cap on, and a mustache, I think.” The woman twists her flowing hair around her finger.

“What kind of mustache?” Shirazu asks, all too eager. Saiko shakes her head at him.

“Thin and scanty. No beard, though.” The woman leans over, exposing perfectly round cleavage to rival Saiko’s own.

Shirazu’s pitch rises. “And the hat? The color?”

“Hot pink. Not a color I’d expect a ghoul called The Brain to pick, but you know, who can say what ghouls think?” The woman looks sad. “Though you guys are probably the closest.”

“We’re still closer to humans,” Urie says stiffly.

“Of course! I just meant – the internal quinques.” Her eyes sparkle. “It’s the sort of magical talent I’d pretend I had when I was a kid.”

“Me too,” Saiko enthuses. The woman smiles at her.

“Back to the case,” Mutsuki says quickly.

When the woman is done, Shirazu shakes her hand in thanks. He has to beat Urie to this. “So, uh, Miss Megumi, would you want to grab…a candlelit dinner sometime?”

You dolt. Urie waits for her contempt.

“Oh.” The woman presses a hand over her heart. “That’s quite sweet of you, Mr. Shirazu. I don’t think so, but I’m sure some lady or lad will be very impressed with your considerate nature.”

Shirazu is pink-faced. “Okay.”

“You though.” Inspired, the woman turns to Saiko. “Can I have your number?”

Urie’s mouth drops, and Shirazu nearly faints. Mutsuki, however, grins.

“Certainly.” Saiko makes a big show of slowllllllly reading her number. “Call me.”

“I will!” The woman blows her a kiss and saunters off.

Urie shakes his head. “No. Fucking. Way.”

A normal day off for the original Quinx squad, but the difference is, Urie is walking around in a puffy 50s style black skirt that goes down to just above his knees. Everyone notices how awesome it looks and makes a big deal but to him, it’s just something comfortable that Suzuya suggested :)

“What the hell?” Shirazu goggles at Urie’s puffy skirt.

“That looks comfortable,” says Saiko.

“Wow, Urie.” Mutsuki blushes. Something about Urie transgressing gender boundaries warms his heart.

“Not wearing fabric tight around your legs – it’s surprisingly comfortable.” Urie pirouettes before the Quinx Squad. “Suzuya suggested something useful for once. He’s usually just suggesting candy.”

“That, too, is useful,” says Saiko.

“It is not,” Urie snaps, his sour self once again.

“Urie, what are you wearing?” Sasaki drops the food he’s been cooking.

Okay okay okay current timeline Urie and Mutsuki, all with Muuchan being in love with Sasaki and Urie being in love with Mutsuki and so on, Mutsuki catches Urie and Saiko about to leave, Saiko hugs him, then Urie hugs him and nervously tells him he loves him (“just…I love you, you absolute idiot!!”) then he and Saiko run off and judt after, Mutsuki starts crying. A scenario??

“Off to CCG?” Mutsuki asks stiffly, watching Saiko dance out the door where Urie waits, tapping his foot.

“Mucchy!” Saiko turns around with a gasp and launches herself into his arms. “Have fun with the Oggai.”

Fun? Mutsuki laughs nervously.

Saiko draws away and pokes Urie.

He growls, but grabs Mutsuki in an embrace.

Mutsuki gasps. Urie? Hug? Huh?

“Mutsuki, I love you, you absolute idiot,” Urie blurts out.

Mutsuki stares at him. “Me?”

“Come on, Urie.” Saiko winks at Mutsuki as she drags Urie along. “Make him want you.”

Mutsuki watches them – his family – leave. Urie loves him? Why? How?

Tears fill his eyes, and he hugs himself to remember how Urie’s arms felt. Urie loves me.

But how?

ok so. may i request haise and juuzou making out in the office room since no one else is in there. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) and things start to get pretty steamy until suddenly someone (you can choose who) comes in the room and catches them in the act.

Hehe I love “caught in the act” scenarios.

“Haise.” Suzuya Juuzou tugs on Sasaki’s hair. “Kiss me more.”

“Always.” Sasaki dives in. Suzuya pulls him down across the desk, and soon Sasaki is straddling him and their limbs are intertwined and all Sasaki can think is Juuzou, Juuzou, Juuzou, and all Suzuya can think is Haise.

He moans as Sasaki’s tongue circles his.

“That feels so good,” he says between kisses.

“You feel good.” Sasaki puts his hands between Suzuya’s legs. “Is this okay?”

“Mmm-hmm.” Suzuya treasure the feeling of Sasaki’s hands on him, of Sasaki’s hips digging into his.

He slips his own hands under Sasaki’s coat to feel his chest. “Ah-ahhh.”

A high-pitched scream sends both of them toppling to the floor. They look up to see Urie Kuki wailing and pounding his own eyes. “Help! Help! Someone! BLIND ME!”

saiko finding out touka is pregnant so she calls her papa and touka doesnt have a choice

“Papa, you love us, right?” Saiko smiles at the woman whose lap is currently Kaneki’s pillow, and whose feet are currently Mutsuki’s dream toy. Or so it seems, because he keeps batting at them like a cat while sleeping.

Touka sputters. “Papa?!”

“You’re gonna have a baby with Maman. That makes you Papa,” Saiko says seriously.

“Just go with it,” Urie advises.

“Do you have a name for this kid? I know plenty of historical names,” Higemaru says eagerly.

“Kaneki wants a literary name,” Touka admitted.

“What do you want?” Hsaio asks, leaning closer.

“A name they’ll like.” Touka shrugs, with a small smile. “That’s it.” Her eyes travel to the corner. “Aura, are you still sulking? Get over here.”

He tiptoes closer. “You – you really don’t hate me?”

“Nah, we’re family. My brother once tore out my kagune.” Touka smiles.

“Thanks, Papa,” he mutters.

Touka scowls.

Aura winks.

“You’re doing that on purpose,” she hisses.

“Yup.” He laughs and settles besides Higemaru.

“Papa is gonna be a good papa,” sings Saiko.

With Ken on her lap and Mutsuki by her feet, with the rest of their wacky family surrounding them, Touka feels that maybe she will be.