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[post-tg]

A somewhat funny anecdote

I was remembering one of sui ishida's streams until a Japanese user asked about the relationship between Mutsuki and Urie.

(I was a little nervous and embarrassed that they asked something like that, although it is one of my favorite ships or couples from Tokyo ghoul along with others)

The response was somewhat funny and blunt, so I felt somewhat relieved and happy because the user had the courage to ask something like that and how Sui responded in a healthy way. (how nice).

Well, despite that, what made me happiest was that the author noticed my presence.

Another thing that surprised me the most was that Sui drew Koori and Hairu together.

Let us remember that Koori implicitly had feelings for Hairu but due to Hairu's death their relationship can no longer be seen in the manga.

PS: I will put the interview hashtag even though it was questions that his fans gave.

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[foretnoires]

TG couples ✗ soulmates!au

'cause you will fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time

• • •

a world where everyone will have their own unique birthmarks; like a sign, at some point in life, we will meet the right person.

•°. *࿐

a world where people are born to see only black and white, until they touch their soulmate.

•°. *࿐

when you change your hair color, your soulmate's hair also change to that color. touka kirishima, a coffee shop owner, decided to dye her hair blue for a glow-up, and then ken kaneki was confused as to why his hair suddenly turned blue.

•°. *࿐

"hinami, i'll give you ayato kirishima's case." 

hinami scrutinizes the information in front of her. 

"is there no sign of the soulmate on his wrist?" 

"it seems so."

in a world where everyone's soulmate's name appears on their wrist when they turn 18, ayato is an anomaly for the system. but then hinami, the girl from the stars, comes to help him find his soulmate, and that will solve everything... right? 

perhaps she was wrong.

•°. *࿐

in the universe where kimi lives, the soulmate's first words will be engraved on your hand in the form of a tattoo, and it will accompany you for the rest of your life. 

this is unbearably bad, because kimi will have to live her days with the words: "hey baby, if you're a snot, i'll get you first."

•°. *࿐

in this world, in order to find their other half, every month people here will send an item to the "soulmate post office" - where life partners send gifts to each other.

•°. *࿐

in a world where you get a hoodie on your 25th birthday, and the hoodie lets you feel a hug from your partner, koori hopes it feels like his colleague, hairu ihei.

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[lurkerwithcomputer]

Melon Tears - WIP

Rain beats against the window, distant thunder rumbles and Ui's mind churns like the stormclouds beyond the glass. He stares down at his phone. At the last message Hairu sent before she disappeared.

Disappeared. Don't even know if she's alive-- No. She has to be. She's pregnant. Pregnant.

In his mind's eye, Ui replays the moment she told him.

Hairu's face was pale, tension pulled her normally chatty mouth into a tight line, eyes wet and red-rimmed, unable to meet his own, as she stumbled over the word "pregnant". She clung to his shirt with a desperation he'd never seen before even while she looked like she wants to cringe away and curl in on herself. Tangling his fingers in her hair and stroking circles with his fingertips didn't make her light up like it usually would.

He thinks of the crime scene, her ransacked apartment, splattered with blood that belonged to someone else.

Hairu, did you already know something was horribly wrong? And I couldn't tell. I'm a terrible boyfriend. And I'm going to be a terrible father. A father... wait. Did--

Terror and horror seize his lungs with freezing fingers, make the air feel like cold black water.

What if she faked her death and ran because she lost the baby? A miscarriage? ...If there's any god listening, please not that. Please give me a chance to actually fuck up fatherhood before taking it away.

He feels sick even as he sucks in a breath that makes the room stop shuddering. He looks at his phone again, running his eyes over the message. The words haven't changed, no revelations suddenly strike him, but it helps blot out the mental image of Hairu skulking in a damp, decrepit bathroom, bleeding crimson goop and little lumps of flesh into a grimy toilet bowl. He locks himself onto the glow of the screen, and the nausea fades a bit. It'll have to be enough.

CreamSodamelon: Koori. I'm so sorry. I can't tell you about the Garden. I just

CreamSodamelon: I don't want you to hate me. I know you'll understand if I say show SaltyRamen this text. He can explain why. I hope you don't hate him too. Please delete it after.

CreamSodamelon: I love you, Koori.

A codename. SaltyRamen. He knows that's Shio, with his name pronounced like sea salt ramen sauce. I hope that's Shio, because I've got nothing else. He takes a deep breath. He's going to corner Shio in the office tomorrow.

Ui crawls out of bed with his head already sore and his eyes sandpapery. The early morning light just makes him feel hung-over. He blunders his way to the shower, not caring about the bruises thumping into the doorframe is going to give him, exhausted enough to barely feel the pain. He turns up the hot water until it almost stings.

Being clean makes him feel a little more human, if not any less tired - his freshly loosened muscles just highlight his exhaustion. His face aches under his eyes, just a bit. He looks in the mirror. Eyebags dark and wide enough to hide a pile of corpses in stare back at him.

His shirt clings uncomfortably, even though it's the same shirt he has a dozen of, chosen to be comfortable in both an office chair and a life-or-death fight. He keeps his tie loose compared to his usual triangular knot. No need to dredge up the choking feeling that haunts him when he thinks of Hairu and make it physical. His suit jacket makes him sweat despite the unusually cool and clammy weather.

He steps into the CCG Main Office to find Hirako and Sasaki waiting for him in the coatroom, coats already hung. Sasaki doesn't look all that great himself, but he smiles as always, his half-wave calling attention to the plastic shopping bag he holds. The Quinx are lined up like ducklings next to Sasaki - each of them waves, too. Ui's neck prickles with the feeling of eyes on him. Yonebayashi is looking at him with a look he's never seen on her face before - although most of his experience with her so far is that she's childish, lazy, and rude.

Although I heard she did well at the Auction operation. Maybe she is capable of taking things seriously.

"Mediocre morning, Hirako-san, Sasaki-san, Sasaki's ducklings," he says, and he doesn't have to fake the flat voice this morning, "how are you?"

Sasaki laughs, Hirako snorts quietly, as does Shirazu. Mutsuki looks openly concerned, Urie says nothing, but eyes Ui with a sharply appraising look.

"Not bad. Got a bit rained on," replies Hirako. Indeed, water darkens the collar of his shirt and jacket.

"I'm doing well," says Sasaki, touching his chin.

The Quinx reply at the same time, blurring their words into a nonsense chorus, except for silent Urie, who is still watching him sharply. Sasaki motions with the plastic bag he's holding, not quite holding it out, but obviously trying to coax Ui into taking it.

"Squad Zero and the Quinx put something together for you," says Haise, with a smile that makes Ui already feel bad for wanting to refuse.

"No offense," Hirako starts, "but you look like you need to take a sick day."

The thought of Hairu spending another day somewhere unknown, maybe kidnapped, maybe running away from who-knows-what - or who, or me - burns in his stomach.

"I can work," Ui protests.

"If you say so," says Hirako, tone soaked in disbelief.

Haise fully extends his arms, holding out the bag. Well. It would be incredibly rude to say 'no' now. And yet Ui finds himself hesitating, pulled in two directions by emotions he doesn't have the energy to sort out. An arm wraps around his waist, and body-warm, sweaty plastic is pressed into his palm, held there by a wide, soft, inhumanly strong hand. Not Sasaki, but Yonebayashi, who is still looking up at Ui with an expression he can't decipher.

"Special Class Bowl-Cut," she says, and he doesn't have the energy to rebuke her, "Hirako-san was being nice about it. You look like you've been scraped out of an ashtray in my mom's bar. So you're going to take the gift bag, and if you need to cry, Saiko-oneesan will lend you her shoulders."

For a moment, shock holds him immobile. Why is she doing this? I thought Yonebayashi doesn't like me. Ui isn't sure whether he's offended or reassured. Maybe both. His eyes burn as he takes the gifts. Sasaki looks mortified, mouthing the words "special class bowl cut" to himself. Hirako is staring blankly. Ui looks around at the other three Quinx.

Mutsuki wears a troubled half-smile.

Urie has sucked in his lips, he looks as if he has no mouth.

"That's my girl," mutters Shirazu, in what sounds like approval.

The gift bag turns out to be a box of kleenex, a few instant noodles, a couple strawberry ramune... and the rest is melon bread. His burning eyes feel wet now. Look what losing Hairu has turned me into, I feel like a pathetic soggy rat. He swallows, throat dry. His stomach grumbles. He looks back at Yonebayashi.

"Can we go to a breakroom? I haven't eaten breakfast, and I might need your shoulders."

The breakroom couch is soft and somewhat lumpy. Yonebayashi leans him against herself, warm and anchoring. Office talk about the Quinx Squad vaguely comes to mind now that he's sitting right next to her. Isn't she an older sister?

The melon bread is delicious. Images of Hairu float in his mind - smiling in the sun, stuffing dry autumn leaves down his jacket, waking up next to him, sleepy and warm. He's never eaten a better breakfast in his life. He's never eaten a more painful meal in his life. He's vaguely aware that Yonebayashi is rubbing his back. He doesn't realize the quiet sobbing is him until his blurry vision makes the melon bun miss his mouth and hit his cheek instead.

It's wet.

#lurker writes #tokyo ghoul #ui koori #ihei hairu #uihai #make him cry #yonebayashi saiko

[linkspooky]

What if Ui and Hairu got into a relationship how would their dynamic be like? Or what if Hairu didn’t die what path would Ui have taken?

Ui’s arc is centered around his unrequited love for Hairu, however Ui and Hairu are actually written like a pair of foils, love interests. They actually share a lot in common which would have made their dynamic and growing relationship interesting had Hairu lived. If you really want to know what I think would have happened I’ve written fanfic for that, but in a meta sense I can talk about how the two of them are truly suited for one another as a pair. They share so many things between them, including the same flaw, that both of them believe they have to earn love from another person. 

1. The Unloved Children

It’s outright stated in Hairu’s case, and implied in Koori’s that both of them grew up feeling unloved by the family around him. They both come from well to do families that failed to make them feel loved as children, though for different reasons. 

It’s just implied that Ui is distant from his parents because he came from a rich family, and wanted to do something by standing on his own two feet rather than following what his family had planned for him. Hairu however, was  born as a breeding project between humans and ghouls and unloved and unacknowledged all of her life so much so she hyperfixates on a single moment of affection from Arima. 

The same Arima who, for the most part, keeps his distance from her as an adult. 

As people they went in the exact opposite directions in life. Ui was born into a normal, but rich family, and became a ghoul investigator instead of his own choice. However, Hairu willingly followed the path her family set out for her. She was born to be a half ghoul and grow up as a model ghoul investigator and that’s exactly what she did. However, taking opposite paths in life, they ended up in the same place. 

They were both looking for something, love, or approval in other people and they both ended up with each other. It’s interesting how both of them tend to seek Arima’s approval. They both even compete with Sasaki for Arima’s attention.

However, despite them both focusing on Arima it’s not actually Arima that they’re closest to, it’s to each other. Ironically while they’re close together, both Hairu and Ui are oblivious to their own feelings, they already had an excellent working relationship, a partnership, they suited each other, but they were also too focused on their work to notice what they wanted wasn’t to be praised for their job, but rather they wanted a relationship with someone. 

Ui’s most precious memories, his emotional core is the time that he spent together with Hairu, she was what he wanted to protect. He didn’t want to fight ghouls, he wanted to protect someone, love someone, but he only clearly remembers them after her death. It’s only after her death, Ui realizes he should have prioritized Hairu over everything, over the whole world. 

What Hairu and Ui needed in life was each other. It’s even what somebody else comments about Ui, he looks like he needs someone to protect. A less tragic version of their arc would be, both of them coming to terms with Arima was never going to give them what they needed, because Arima couldn’t give anyone, anything. And what they wanted they already had in each other.

However, they both share the same flaw that theybelieved they needed to do their jobs, before anything else. An important thing about the Tsukiyama family, is that all of the major people surrendered. If they had just let Tsukiyama Shuu go, it would not have been a fight, but both Hairu and Ui pushed that they had to kill the whole family, because that’s the only way they know to prove themselves to kill ghouls. 

Hairu especially, believes the only way she could earn love and praise is by killing ghouls. This is the tragic flaw they both share, they’re both oblivious to each other’s feelings. The person who could love and support them is right next to them, but they don’t realize. It’s because of a tragic miscommunication, but also because both of them feel like they need to earn that love, that nobody could love them as they are. 

Even if they both still were alive, they might still be right next to each other but oblivious to each other’s feelings. Something major would have to happen to break the communication gap between them. Ui didn’t realize what he loved until he lost it. I think, if Ui had only almost lost Hairu, if she had gotten injured or worse that might be clarified his feelings, but that’s where the tragedy came in. Even after she was injured, Hairu didn’t retreat, because Hairu didn’t value herself as a person. She didn’t know she was loved. She didn’t know how much it would hurt Ui to lose her. It’s because of that she made the decision to keep fighting until she died. 

They could have loved each other, with character development and time, but they’d also have issues with communication and how both of them feel un-needed and unfulfilled when they’re alone. However, they didn’t get time to do that in this lifetime. 

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[thefandomsurfer]

Hairu: Are we dating?

Ui, after choking on his drink: W-what? NO.

Hairu: But you called me baby and sunshine this morning!

Ui: I call all my friends that.

Hairu:

Ui:

Furuta, in the distance, through ugly tears: You never call ME either of those!

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[hamliet]

I've noticed ihei hairu is a meta blog tg favourite? any reason why?

I’ve written some metas on her, but my short answer would be that she had a lot of potential, and she and Ui Koori, despite being more minor characters at least in comparison to others, were extremely well-written, and integral to each other’s arcs. Ui and Hairu’s every scene up through the last few arcs contributed to their development--which is exceedingly hard to do for a writer. There just wasn’t much fat to cut there, and their characters enveloped the themes of the story. Ui, naive and believing he’s doing the right thing in exterminating ghouls, in love with a girl who also exterminates ghouls but who is also a half-ghoul, and who was desperate for some kind of love in the world. Hairu was also connected to the Sunlit Garden, which had been set up as a major endgame issue for the series.

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[soutasnotebook]

Okay, so, in the tradition of my weird TG dreams -- Ui showing up to the office one day in a ladies'/skirt suit, to compliment Hairu's "masculine" attire, maybe~? Feel free to decline, of course; I know most people can only handle so much of my stupidity ^^;;

NOT STUPID AT ALL.

“Ui, what are you wearing?” Furuta Nimura doubles over with laughter. 

Sasaki Haise blinks in surprise at Ui’s skirt suit, which is pinstriped and fits him quite well. It’s a mystery to everyone until Ihei Hairu strolls in, in a matching pinstriped vest, her typical tomboy attire.

“We have matching outfits,” Hairu says after a moment. Her eyes shine with delight. This means Ui cares about her! Like, no one cares about her, but right now, Ui does! 

“Surprise,” Ui squeaks, his face flushed. 

“Awwwww!” Hairu rushes forward to grab him. She holds up her phone. “We have to take a selfie for Arima!”

“The fuck,” Urie mutters, just as Saiko yells, “We should do this, Maman!”

“We should show everyone.” Hairu kisses Ui’s cheek, and he’s suddenly certain that his discomfort is worth it. 

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[pseudocitrus]

[ui&hairu] hc where, the first time hairu comes out with everyone for drinks, turns out to be the first time she has EVER gone for drinks.

in some ways, ui holds himself responsible for it. he’s an investigator, right? he should have guessed something was amiss when her reaction to that first glass of beer was for her to choke and spit it out in his face. instead he’d just guessed that she was used to better wherever it was she came from, and sighed, and ordered her something sweet as he rubbed his handkerchief across his face. she finished it, and could no longer sit straight.

shit.

there’s a memory now, coming back to him, rising out from the dark depths where he had shoved it, hoping never again to remember. but it hits him like a truck, this memory, an incredibly troublesome night that had started with arima spitting out a beer in his face, and continued on to ui grumbling about sensibilities and getting him a well of whisky, and, yes, concluded exactly the way things are concluding now, with him somehow managing to gather hairu from the floor and onto his back, snapping at her when she babbles out breathlessly and kicks out her legs excitedly, not bothering to take off his shoes when he enters his apartment and dumps her unceremoniously onto his bed and pulls out the futon in the other room for himself.

dammit.

“uuuuiiiii,” hairu whines. “give me more.”

“oh, you want more? sure.” he fills up a glass of water and gives it to her, and she grimaces at the first sip.

“not this.”

“drink it,” he tells her darkly, and she pouts, but polishes it off, and rubs her mouth with her forearm.

it’s uneventful, after that. no more ceaseless babbling, even, about how good the drinks are, and oh, look at that bakery, can they stop there, and oh, look at that photobooth, can they stop there??? please? please?

“haven’t you done it enough?” ui grumbles. “those things are for children.” to which hairu says, “no. i’ve only done it once, that last time we went.”

i’ve only done it once. first time taking photos, first time drinking. he mulls, lighting up a cigarette, and then glancing at her, and sighing, and putting it out. he nibbles on the end of it as he checks the pantry for rice (just enough left — great). he washes and dumps it into a pot to boil the next morning. by the time she wakes up to what he surmises is her very first hangover, the porridge is ready. he puts it on the bedside table as she starts to rouse and grimace. her whole face puckers as she holds her head.

“what...what...? my head hurts! owowow! what happened? am i going to die?”

“no,” ui tells her. “but you’ll probably wish you would.” me too, maybe, if you keep complaining.

“uuuuiiiii,” hairu cries, but he responds only by filling up her glass with more water.

“just sleep some more until it wears off,” he tells her. “or you can watch some television.”

her eyes brighten. “really?”

somehow he knew that would be exciting to her. “sure,” he says. “whatever will keep you quiet.” he hands her the remote, and then collects his ashtray from the table, and carries it to the balcony.

#uihai #headcanons #mine #ui koori #ihei hairu #i love saying hairu's name #and am scared every time i write it cuz it keeps getting autocorrected to 'hairy' #drinking cw

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[lurkerwithcomputer]

Stumbling Forwards

A/N: for @hamliet : a rough, mostly outline version of something I based on your Nothing More nor Less than a Mask, with different sources of suffering for each of them - Ui instead gets put on the "rescuing Hairu keeps slipping away from him" treadmill, while Hairu gets an extended stay at Hotel Aogiri.

Important background changes: Hinami isn't captured at the Auction, instead she retreats with Takizawa just in time to avoid Arima Squad, but not before she eats from a dead Dove, and also makes Haise eat some corpse too - and the feeling of small strong hands making him eat is strangely familiar (although he's actually remembering Touka).

Soon after the Auction, Saiko has a training match against Hairu, with Hairu using her quinque and Saiko using her kagune. Mistakes are made, which results in Saiko's attack snapping Hairu's quinque and driving a piece of it into her shoulder. While it's not a deep cut, it did bleed a lot - and an apologetic Saiko is the one who does Hairu's stitches (badly, then fixed by Juuzou). So Saiko knows what Hairu's blood smells like, put a pin in that.

When Arima pulls the trashed, bloody apartment like he does in yours - Ui is freaking the fuck out, thinking Hairu was killed.

Until Saiko, who has been wailing and crying, goes into Hairu's bedroom, stands next to the bed, and goes quiet and still. Ui can see Saiko put her head up, hear Saiko's deep inhale, realizes Saiko is smelling her way around the apartment, and is disturbed by how ghoul-like a behavior it is. It turns out that Hairu's scent in the apartment is "cold" - at least a full 24hr day old - and the blood doesn't smell like Hairu's.

Meanwhile, Shirazu keeps wandering around around, tilting his head, holding up his forefingers and thumbs to make a picture frame. Ui is now watching Shirazu, unable to look away, because Shirazu clearly thinks something is fishy, too.

Haise says they're going to do more kagune training when they're done working the crime scene and writing a report - and Shirazu goes rigid in a similar way to Saiko earlier. Because "kagune" is the answer he's been looking for, the reason the crime scene looks wrong is that the apartment is ransacked, not torn up by kagune and quinque battle-damage.

Ui can't stop himself from following Saiko as she scent-tracks out of the apartment, to the street. At first all hope seems lost, because the ghouls' trail clearly indicates they got into a car.

But.

Saiko says she can track the smell of nasty half-burnt fuel exhaust from a car, and see where that goes. Haise thinks it's a good idea, saying that if he was a criminal, he'd use a junk car that can be easily ditched, so there might be a scent trail to follow from there to a hideout.

Meanwhile, on Hairu's end of things, she's... coping. ish. See, Eto's put Hairu in the hideout that houses Naki, Miza, Ayato and Hinami, the Middle Management crew. And Hinami tries to counteract Eto's bitter, petty behavior towards Hairu, by trying to connect. Unfortunately for Hairu, Hinami's already tried connecting over books (Hairu's not well-read enough for it to work, and doesn't share Hinami's taste in books regardless), over movies (Hairu likes her movies sappy and dramatic, Hinami likes gruesome horror, which Hairu thinks is very appropriate for a ghoul)... Which leaves connecting over food, the last thing Hinami would want to talk about with a human.

(That Hinami is too unsettled by Hairu being a Dove to take her mask off isn't helping, with the eerily impersonal angular steel visor)

Except that she does know Hairu is supposed to eat human meat while she's pregnant, Eto put her in charge of that when she's not out on Aogiri business. And so, Hinami gives Hairu a plate of sausages, and refuses to tell obvious blatant lies about what the sausages are made of. Hairu miserably curling up and crying at the plate of food sparks an idea. Hinami sits down and tells a story... about how she cried as she cut the limbs off Mado Sr. and couldn't bring herself to eat any of him.

And that's the thing that does it. Hairu eats the sausages even if there's tears and snot down her face while she eats. After a couple of days of not-great vegetables(Hina can't cook so well, if it's not human flesh) and meat that makes her cry, Hairu comments to Hinami "Is it fucked-up that I feel less like a monster when you tell murder stories while I eat human flesh?"

Back to Ui & company...

They raid that hideout and find that's it's been packed up and abandoned, within the last 8 hours, according to how fresh the scents are to Saiko. Ui goes into a room that has a lock of pink hair left behind on the bed, cut as if on purpose. And while combing the rest of the place for evidence, they find sausages labeled "Hairu" and Ui fucking shatters. At least until Saiko, Urie and Haise all confirm that no, these sausages don't smell like her blood. While Saiko comforts Ui in a kinda tactless way, on tiptoes to cup his slumped head in her hands and softly telling him to keep his bowl cut firmly attached, Urie takes the role of tracker this time, revealing that the scent, Hairu included, leads down to the dockside - docks that point toward Rushima.

(Different players here had different meanings with the "Hairu" sausages left behind on purpose - Eto did it to torment Ui with grisly ideas, and torment Hairu with the knowledge that it was meant that way. Hairu did it, along with the lock of hair, to leave signs of life, and Hinami did it to say that they're treating their "prisoner" well.)

On Rushima, Hairu finally sees some of the Aogiri people she's stuck with unmasked, and has to wrestle with Hinami and Ayato looking at each other in ways that remind her of Ui looking at her.

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[linkspooky]

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[thefandomsurfer]

Hairu, bolting up in bed: Why do the cars have doors?

Ui, waking up confused: What?

Hairu: The cars in Cars. Why do they have doors? The doors are there to be opened, right?

Ui:

Hairu: Were the doors for humans? Where are the humans now? Did the humans turn into the cars? Did the cars kill all the humans? What’s the history?

Ui: I——

Hairu: Why is there a POPE car? Is it the pope’s car, or is it the car pope? Because car pope implies that there’s car Jesus. What kind of car would car Jesus be?

Ui:

Hairu: Have you even seen cars?

Ui: Yeah, we have one in our garage.

Hairu: No, I mean the movie.

Ui: They made a movie?

Hairu, getting ready to go back to sleep:...Nevermind. 

Ui, who is just happy to sleep again: Finally.

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