#hideyoshi nagachika x reader

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MDNI | h.nagachika x fem!reader

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨(𝘴) :: pet names, oral (fem receiving), piv, praise, unprotected sex, edging, use of ‘daddy’ and ‘slvt,’ unprotected sex (let me know if i missed anything!)

𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦 :: mack i’m fr so glad you requested hide. i love him sm 😭💛. i’m sorry this took so long. i reallyyy hope you like it!

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“honey, i’m home!”

those three words were always your favorite to hear. while they were simple, they meant a lot to you. it meant that your husband, hide, had returned home to you yet again.

being a member of the ccg wasn’t exactly the safest job in the world. you knew why your husband worked for them, but it still didn’t make you worry any less.

getting up from the couch to greet him, you flashed him a smile. “there’s my pretty girl.” he cooed after kicking his shoes off. your eyes roamed his body, taking in his features. he always looked so damn good in that uniform..

“honey?” his voice pulled you from your thoughts. blinking and shaking your head, you laughed slightly. “oh, sorry. i was uhm..” trailing off, you couldn’t help but look away. you didn’t necessarily want to admit to your husband that you were checking him out.

“admiring me?” he finished for you. he reached out and cupped your cheek with his hand. moving your head, he forced you to meet his eyes. swallowing, a small blush covered your cheeks. you went to speak, but every word that you thought of died on your tongue as you looked into his eyes.

“come on, angel. use your words. aren’t you going welcome me home?” he teased, a soft chuckle escaping him. the sound was like music to your ears as you looked at him. “w-welcome home.” you stammered out, repeating his words. “oh, come on. that’s it? no, ‘i love you’ or anything cute like that?”

hide had always loved messing with you. he enjoyed how flustered you got. “i-i..” leaning down, he pressed a soft kiss to your lips to silence you. “don’t worry, i’ll get you to use your voice.”

“hide!” a soft moan escaped your lips as he continued to draw lazy circles around your clit with his tongue. your fingers gripped the bedsheets tightly as you threw your head back. you could feel him smirk before he pulled away. “yes?” he chuckled, licking his lips.

“s-stop teasing.” you whimpered. he had been edging you for a good ten, maybe fifteen, minutes now. all you wanted was to cum, but he was denying you the satisfaction. “aw, my pretty girl wants to cum?” there he went teasing you again.

nodding your head, you looked at him. “please.” your voice was shaky as you gently bucked your hips. “ah, ah.” he shook his head, his blonde locks falling over his forehead. gently pinning your hips to the bed, he looked down at you with those chocolate brown eyes of his. they were always so warm and full of love.

a soft whine escaped you as you looked at him with pleading eyes. “don’t whine, sweetheart. i’ll let you cum.” he smiled at you before burying his face between your legs once again. he was quick to slip his middle and ring finger inside of you, his tongue immediately latching on to your clit.

“a-ah!” you squeezed your eyes shut as he immediately began pumping his fingers in and out of your sopping cunt. his tongue swirled around your clit, making you clench around his fingers. you could feel him chuckle, which made your eyes roll into the back of your head. “h-hide! fuck!”

it wasn’t long before your fingers found his tangled, messy locks. gently tugging on them, you felt that familiar feeling start to build in your stomach. you prayed that your husband would finally allow you the release you so desperately craved.

“p-please,” you cried. “please let me cum!” you could feel yourself hurdling towards your climax. “go ahead, angel. you’ve been a good girl.” he murmured around your clit. with a soft squeal, you felt yourself cum around his fingers. your fingers gripped his hair harshly.

hide gently pumped his fingers in and out a few more times, helping you come down from your high. once he was satisfied, he pulled his fingers out, watching as a string of cum followed. “such a good girl. came so much for me.” he praised. bringing his fingers to his mouth, he immediately licked them clean.

your chest rose and fell with every breath, your eyes still closed. after a moment, you opened them. hide was kneeling next to you on the bed, a smirk decorating his features. a bulge was noticeable within the tight confines of his navy blue slacks. “a little hand, love?”

you were quick to sit up, your hands immediately reaching for the belt that held up his slacks. “so eager.” his tone was teasing as you fumbled with his belt. after a few more minutes of you fumbling, hide decided to help you out. his fingers made quick work of removing his belt, the sound of the leather sliding out of the fabric making you drool.

the second his belt was discarded, you quickly undid his slacks and pulled them, along with his underwear, down. his dick immediately sprang free, the tip red and already oozing precum. “look at what you did to me angel. you’re just too damn pretty.” pressing a kiss to your lips, he carefully pinned you down to the mattress. while he kissed you, he finished discarding his pants.

“‘m gonna fuck you so good.” he murmured. you whined against his lips, spreading your legs to give him easier access. “that’s a good girl.” he chuckled as he slowly slid into you. a pornographic moan escaped you, your eyes immediately squeezing shut.

“taking my dick so well, pretty girl.” he praised as he slowly started thrusting in and out. the bed dipped under the pressure of bodies as he started to move his hips faster and faster. “a-ah!” your arms had looped around his neck as he pushed his hips flush against your groin.

resting his forehead against yours, he couldn’t help but press another sloppy kiss to your lips. “so fucking deep!” you cried against his somewhat chapped lips. he continued to roll his hips against yours, allowing every inch of him to fill you up. “and so b-big!”

that had hide chuckling. “yeah? but you can take it. i know you can, pretty girl. you always take my dick like a champ.” he groaned. hide couldn’t help but praise you, especially when you were a sweaty mess underneath him. while he loved how you looked no matter what, his favorite way to see you was fucked out underneath him. it made the long, grueling hours of working for the ccg worth it if it meant he could come home to his perfect girl.

“i-i’m gonna cum, honey. where do you want it?” soft pants escaped him, his body sticky with sweat. you only whined, not giving him a direct answer. leaning down, he whispered in your ear. “if you don’t tell me, i’m going to cum in this slutty little pussy and you’re just going to take it. take it like a good girl.”

his words made your eyes roll into the back of your head, your hips bucking harshly against his. “d-do it! cum in my slutty cunt, daddy!” you whined as you felt yourself come undone on his dick. the second your velvety walls squeezed hide’s already sensitive dick, he came. “o-oh fuck!” he gasped.

he thrusted his hips a few more times, carefully working the both of you through your climaxes. as you both came down from your high, you couldn’t help but let out a giddy giggle. “what’s got you all giggly, cutie?” hide asked.

“oh, i’m just glad you’re home..”

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「 RELATIONSHIPS WITH TOKYO GHOUL MEN 」

pairings: kaneki ken x reader ፥ jūzō suzuya x reader ፥ hideyoshi nagachika x reader ፥ ayato kirishima x reader ፥ renji yomo x reader

tags: romantic relationship headcanons, each character separate, gender neutral reader, no pronouns or agab mentioned, sfw post

warnings: canon events/violence mentioned, not proof read

request: Hey there? Can you do relationship head canons for ayato, renji, juuzo, hide and kaneki? (request found here.)

a/n: happy to do so! general relationships are very fun to write. however, I will let you know I do not write for arima which is why he’s not included.

// kaneki ken⌇˚.༄

⮑ Out of everyone on this list, being in a relationship with Kaneki is one of the sweetest and healthiest. Besides the whole he’s a one eyed ghoul, and everything that took place during the works. Honestly Kaneki just as himself, pretty chill guy.

⮑ He is open to being with a human and a ghoul, because he’s been both he’s very open minded to the idea. He may be more hesitant to involve a human after what happened to Kimi and Hide, but he would be willing to try.

⮑ His main love languages are quality time, physical touch, and words of affirmation. Receiving would probably be quality time, gift giving and words of affirmation. He needs his reassurance, my boy is traumatized and then some. Tbh… it works that way with everyone on this list lol.

⮑ Dates with him involve coffee dates (duh), book store dates, accompanying each other to author signings, home movie dates, and stargazing.

⮑ Hes a wonderful boyfriend, he always keeps you in mind, does his best to make you happy and comfortable and never asks for anything in return. He remembers every little thing you like, how to make you smile when you’re sad. Hes very observant. And he worships the ground you walk on low key.

// hideyoshi nagachika⌇˚.༄

⮑ If anyone on this list can tip how sweet of a boyfriend Kaneki can be, it’s Hide. He’s #1 easily. You see the lengths he’s willing to go for Kaneki. And it would be no different than for you.

⮑ Honestly, getting into a relationship pre and post him being well… eaten, is rightfully very different. Before, he’s very outgoing and would happily ask you out. It’s a cute school romance type of thing yk? But afterwards, he’s very hesitant. His face is well… and he’s in deep with ghouls. If you were a ghoul it would be a lot easier, but if you were human he’d be more hesitant. He doesn’t want you to go through what he has, despite him not having regrets saving Kaneki.

⮑ Okay that got sad… my poor baby. But it is true. If you manage to be with him after, he must really trust you. And he must really love you.

⮑ His main love languages are quality time, gift giving, and acts of service. Receiving would probably be gift giving as well, quality time, and physical touch. He may not intricate touch, but he loves receiving it. It may do more for him than words ever could tbh.

⮑ Dates with hide include outdoor activities (your choice), playing games together, watching movies, and spending time together at each others places.

⮑ Hide may seem the type to fuck around, but once he makes his mind about someone, they’re all he thinks about. There could be no one else. He loves you as you are, flaws and all. You’re perfect in his eyes. And he hopes you never leave him. He’d give you the world if he could.

// jūzō suzuya⌇˚.༄

⮑ Jūzō has never been in a relationship before and I don’t think he’s fully aware how to navigate one. He didn’t grow up with any healthy depictions of romance, he really only has instinct to go off of. Though I do trust he was introduced to media when he joined the ccg, which helped.

⮑ It’s quite interesting to say, whether or not he’d date a ghoul truly does depend on when you met him. He doesn’t inherently hate ghouls or look down on them the same way others in the ccg do. But ofc, he does see them in a negative light and—kills them. But I do think it’s possible for him to be with both.

⮑ physical touch!! Im sorry, I got a bit excited. But physical touch is something he both gives and needs, he needs positive touch, he needs to be held, he needs to be reminded he’s safe and you won’t leave him. Besides that, his main love languages is gift giving and acts of service. Reviving would be quality time and gift giving. Receiving things from you reminds him of what home truly is.

⮑ Dates with him are up on the ccg roof (or any roof), watching the stars and eating together, playing in the rain, and wandering the city at night.

⮑ Jūzō will make a lot of mistakes, but he is quick to learn and make up for them. He can be clingy and childish at times, but he means well. He’s still learning to be an adult, let alone a living being worthy of love. He adores you so much, his eyes sparkle when even your name is mentioned.

// ayato kirishima⌇˚.༄

⮑ A relationship with Ayato requires a lot of patients and self confidence. You’ll need to place boundaries and put your foot down with him with how reckless he can be. Despite that, he is quite loving. Oh, and being with him is quite dangerous.

⮑ If you’re not a ghoul, good luck getting this man’s attention. Don’t get me wrong, it is possible to date him if you’re a human, but it’s a very slim chance, especially if we’re talking before :re. He has many reasons, ranging from how dangerous it would be, to his genuine distain towards humans due to his traumas. After :re you got a better chance tho.

⮑ His love languages are acts of service and quality time. Receiving would probably be quality time, words of affirmation, and as much as he refuses to admit it, physical touch. He’s so touch deprived… since his parents died, all he knows is violence.

⮑ After :re, he really works on himself, to be a good boyfriend, a good person. He’s overall a lot happier. He has his family back, which naturally includes you. The happier he is, the easier your relationship will be. He loves you more than life itself, he’d give his life for you. He finally understands what love can do to a person.

// renji yomo⌇˚.༄

⮑ Oh Renji, he’s quite the interesting one. He’s a gentleman with you, never once has he treated you otherwise, even when he was in his violent days. He did have some morals after all.

⮑ He is able to fall for both ghoul and human, but he’s less likely to fall for a human. Humans are too fragile and dangerous to trust. They can easily be used against him. But the further into the story we go, the more likely he is the maybe give it a try. He would really have to know you either way before he’s willing to be in a relationship with you.

⮑ His love languages are acts of service, gift giving, and quality time. Receiving would be quality time, and acts of service. He isn’t really one for words of affirmation, and he can survive without touch. Though if you told him you wanted it, he’d give it.

⮑ Renjis is shorter than the others my bad. I don’t have much to say for him other than what I’ve said in previous works for him. Dating him is honestly easy, he communicates well and works through issues. He won’t run and won’t let you run either. And despite not wanting to admit it, he loves you very much. It would kill him to lose you.

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⋆ Hide Nagachika x F!Reader ⋆

ᥫ᭡ Part 1: Oil and Water {1.1K}

ᥫ᭡ Part 2: Dusty Books and Sunny Laughter {1.4K}

ᥫ᭡ Part 3: Firsts and Lasts {1.3K} - {Mild NSFW}

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ᥫ᭡ Part 5: Spring Rain and Coffee {3.8K}

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Please may I have Tokyo Ghoul headcanons of Hide falling in love with a female Ghoul who happened to be Touka's and Ayato's oldest sister and her name is Hana Kirishima. Hana is generally a kind woman despite her serious demeanor but don't be fooled by the weak woman act..Hana is stronger than she looks as a ghoul. How would Hide feel about falling for a female Ghoul..who is very similar to Touka.

Hana was reluctant about the guy considering her identity as a ghoul and the last time that she fell in love with a human..she almost got killed by a CCG investigater.

Hide With a Ghoul Love Interest Headcanons

Hideyoshi x Ghoul!OC (Hana Kirishima)

Headcanons, Requested, SFW

Summary: Headcanons of Hideyoshi Nagachika with a ghoul!OC! love interest, who is siblings to Touka and Ayato Kirishima.

Warnings: The word hentai is mentioned, maybe OOC of Hide? Smallest mentions of children at the very end.

(A/N) Thank you for the Tokyo Ghoul request! This is going to be written pre RE: era. I don’t know too much about your OC, but I hope I do her justice. :3

Hide is pretty nice, he never turns down a friendship or a conversation with anyone. So Hana and him get along and talk in Anteiku often.

Hide didn’t know of her ghoul identity for a while, and never would of thought someone like her could be a ghoul.

He finds her sweet, and has a sense of wanting to protect her. Even if he isn’t all that strong himself.

He finds her ability to be serious very cute. He enjoys teasing her of it and likes to try and break her act.

He finds out that she’s siblings to Touka quite quickly, since she works in Anteiku she noticed her own sibling hanging out with Hide.

“I don’t see what you see in him Hana…” Touka will comment, making her sister a cup of coffee to enjoy.

“I don’t see anything in him… Don’t make assumptions like that.” Hana will comment back. Obviously just too stubborn to admit how he makes her feel.

Hide eventually suggests a double date with himself, Hana, Kaneki, and Touka. Everyone accepts that date, and Hana still isn’t wanting to admit her feelings for Hide.

Hide on the other hand…

Random really bad pick up lines. Jokes too, and so many hints Hana just doesn’t take.

Eventually Hide is tired of all his efforts being denied. He confronts her about it.

“Hana, why are you always rejecting me? What is it about me you don’t like?” He questions her.

You see he tried to go to Touka, but all Touka said was that it was complicated. Which he didn’t understand.

“It’s not that there’s something I don’t like, it’s that I’m something you shouldn’t like.” She replied back to him pretty harsh.

Hide seems dumbfounded, really confused to why that is.

Eventually, after a bit of back and forth, Hana will come out to him with her biggest secret. She’s a ghoul, and she explains her past with the CCG and humans.

Hide just stares at her for a bit, and cracks a joke. “Is that why you don’t like my cooking?” He gave her a warm smile.

Hana stays absolutely confused for a while, he isn’t yelling at her, isn’t running away? Why isn’t he scared?

Hana worries he’s going to go tell the CCG after this. So she begins to distance herself from him for a while, never acknowledging him and almost disappearing from his eyes completely for a few weeks.

No news ever comes of the CCG looking for her, no CCG officers end up coming to Anteiku, and her siblings haven’t heard any news either.

She eventually starts seeing Hide again. Asking him many questions to why he never told the CCG, why he wasn’t scared.

“Why would I tell on someone I love so much? How could I be scared if someone I’m so close to?” He says all with a cheery smile.

Hana just stares at him in the eyes, what does he mean how could he be scared??? Literally a flesh eating ghoul?

After a while, they begin to date. :3

Hide is surprised at how impressive her kagune is. Hana showed it to him after a while of his begs, and after quite an interesting encounter.

They were together walking at night in a bit of a secluded place, and someone came at them going on of how it’s their territory. Not for long though.

Hide is very glad she was there to help him, he would of gotten devoured.

After the (quick) fight was over, Hide just stares at it, at her eyes, everything.

“So can I touch it?”

Hana is like what? But let’s him, if he’s extremely careful and doesn’t touch the tips where it can be sharp.

He is very impressed at the texture, he’s confused too. “This is like a hentai.”

Hana gives him a glare, “if you want it to go through you keep talking.” She teases, maybe serious though.

He only chuckles, and they go home after a bit.

They have a pretty cute relationship, lots of random gifts from Hide, and lots of teases from Hana.

If Hana is working at Anteiku for a while too, Hide is bringing her flowers to work to embarrass her in-front of her sister.

Hide spends time with Hana at his own place, and they always play video games or Hide ends up playing them with Hana laying across his lap.

No new issues ever came of their relationship, the CCG never came for her, and Hide was never scared of her.

Hide thinks she’s pretty badass, and loves how soft she is for him compared to anyone else.

If she ever ends up hurt, he’s sending Hana’s sister after her. She doesn’t come home in like 30 minutes? Dialing Touka right now. Maybe even Ayato if it’s hours. Don’t ask how he got their numbers.

He knows they’re both ghoul’s too, since Hana is related to them. So he can trust them to protect Hana when he can’t.

He doesn’t find Hana’s diet gross, and he doesn’t gag when she has to eat. He even keeps wrapped up things for her in a separate mini fridge at his place. He just never wants to try it himself.

Overall very sweet. :3 Hide would never be afraid of his love, he loves Hana with everything. He just is a bit confused of how babies will work in the future…

Word count: 946

Character count: 4,827

(A/N 2) This took me forever I’m so sorry. 3: I didn’t know how to really write your character, but I hope I did well. This isn’t as good as I hoped it would be but I hope it’s still enjoyable to read. I’ve been having mega writers block so pushing out content is slow right nyeow. Hopefully I’ll get all my inbox done soon. :3

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Calamity Masterlist

Calamity (n.) a great misfortune or disaster

You think you're just like every other 18-year-old girl: just starting college, living alone, and working at a cute cafe. Except you aren't, because you're a ghoul. Trying your best to blend into a world that isn't your own, and then you meet him. Hide. He's unlike anyone you've ever met, and you slowly fall for him. But will it ever work between the two of you? He's human, and you're not.

This writing contains highly sensitive topics like violence, gore, mental illness, talk of suicide, death, smut, and other mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

This is a Hide x female reader, and this fanfiction story will be based STRICTLY on the mangas, including the novels. There will be spoilers, so if you still need to read the mangas or watch the anime, please use caution when reading. I won't have a spoiler alert for chapters because this is it here. Every chapter has potential spoilers, depending on how far you are in the storyline. If you've only watched the anime, then some things in this story may differ from what you remember.

The plot of Tokyo Ghoul and the characters are not mine. They all belong to Sui Ishida.

I don't allow anyone to copy my story, publish it on other platforms, or alter it as your own.

Total word count: 49,311

Volumes

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7

8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14

In progress: Volume Five 40%

Current word count: 4,105

Updates will be published FIRST on my Quotev account. If you want to read the next Volume as soon as it’s published then that’s the place to do it!

This post was last updated on 5/15/25

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Love Me ... Until the End Love Interests

Masterlist

Ghouls

Ken Kaneki

Touka Kirishima

Nishiki Nishio

Koutarou Amon

Renji Yomo

Uta

Shuu Tsukiyama

Itori

Ayato Kirishima

Eto Yoshimura/ Sen Takatsuki

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CCG Affiliated

Hideyoshi Nagachika

Juuzou Suzuya

Akira Mado

Mutsuki Tooru

Urie Kuki

Saiko Yonebayashi

Koori Ui

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Hey y’all! My server and I are making a Tokyo Ghoul themed cards against humanity game! Give us any ideas for white and black cards please:

🤍 White Cards (needs 500):

if someone were to write a novel about my life, it would surely be [black card]

Not to play Dove’s advocate but if ghouls [black card] then humans should have the means to [black card]

I’m not the one who’s wrong, what’s wrong is [black card].

(black card) is so delicious, its tantilizing.

Something you don't want to find in your warm cup of Anteiku coffee.

Just one bite please.

The perfect ending to a nice evening is [black card].

The delicacy amidst all the extremeness is [black card]

How the CCG is going to bring down Aogiri

Kaneki Ken did [black card] wrong

We have to do [black card] deep, so it leaves a [black card]

Centipedes in my ears, a bucket of fingers and toes

All the disadvantaged in this world stems from [black card]

🖤 Black Cards (needs 100):

Super peace

Dashing away from my problems

Taking a man out to eat his intenstines

Centipedes in my ear

A blood sugar cube

Murder

Tokyo Ghoul Muppet Episode

Big Madam

jar of pickled eyeballs

a stolen car

ghoul-on-ghoul cannibalism

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@&£*%

Hideyoshi Nagachika X Fem!Reader Hideyoshi Nagachika X Daughter!OC (Platonic)

Word Count: 495

Requested: @the-letter-horror-lover

Requeest: Original Request

It was a quiet afternoon, Yuki was sitting on the floor playing with her toys, while you were reading with your feet resting on Hide’s lap and Hide was watching whatever was on the TV. “Dad?” You smiled at the sound of your little girl calling out to her father. “Yes sweetheart?” He asked, his hand idly drew patterns on your knee as he waited for your daughter to answer. “What does @&£*% mean?” Yuki asked you both looked at her, eyes widening. “Where did you hear that word?” You asked, she turned to you. “Uncle Nishiki said it when he hurt himself yesterday.” Yuki answered, you rolled your eyes and sighed. “Of course he did.” Hide mumbled. “Yuki you can’t repeat words like that okay? Only adults can say that word.” You asked. “Am I in trouble?” Yuki asked, you shook your head. “You aren’t in trouble but Uncle Nishiki is.” You leaned forward to poke her nose. “But he’s an adult right?” Yuki’s head tilted to the side waiting for you to answer. “Is he?” Hide asked, you poked his arm and gave him a pointed look. “He is, but Uncle Nishiki made a promise to us that he wouldn’t use those words around you and he broke that promise so we need to talk to him.” You explained. “Did I get Uncle Nishiki in trouble?” You and Hide looked at each other before Hide lifted your feet as he moved to the floor, talking in a hushed tone to your daughter, you reached over and grabbed your phone from the coffee table scrolling down to Nishiki’s contact on your phone, you dial his number and waited for him to pick up. “What? You want me to look after the brat again? I only just brought her back. What are you trying to do to make another one?” Nishiki asked. “No…” You answered “In fact it is about the one that we already have.” “She okay?” He asked. “Oh she’s fine, she told us a story though.” You said leaning back in your seat putting the bookmark in your book before closing it. “Uh huh.” He hummed, you were sure that he was only half listening. “About a word that you said around her.” You heard a scuffle “you okay?” “Your kid is real bad at keeping secrets.” Nishiki grumbled, your eyes moved to Hide playing with Yuki across the room. “Uh huh, I’m pretty sure we told you not to swear around her.” You reminded him. “It slipped out, I don’t do it all the time.” He argued “I don’t have a kid so sometimes it slips out.” “Sometimes, there’s more than one time?” You asked, there was silence for a second before the line went dead, you pulled your phone away from your ear and looked at the screen he had hung up on you. You quickly sent him a message ‘not done talking’ before joining your family on the floor.

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[night-fall-moon]

Chapter 2: Regent

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The sound of skin to skin contact echoed throughout the meeting room. Pale skin becomes red as blood flows to the surface of it. A mild stinging pain could be felt, the feeling of embarrassment flooded his senses, but he kept a cool front. His poker face never faltered no matter how humiliated he was.

A sense of lingering anger and authority dropped from the hand that slapped the boy. His face filled with worry as his voice spoke out,

"A squad leader can't put his squad members' lives at risk." His voice was serious.

He was dead serious, and it showed not just through his expressions, but through his violent actions. He'd never once laid a hand on them no matter the circumstance, but he felt the need to express it this time to show that he was the one in charge for once and wouldn't be put down.

"It's dangerous to show our back to the enemy. I took the possibility of Orochi pursuing and attacking us from the rear into consideration." He defended himself.

He stared at Haise the whole time and asked him, "does that warrant a slap in the face?"

"You think you're so smart. Why else do you think I called for Haise? You would've died had it not been for me telling him as soon as we left to pursue Torso." Reina yelled at the foolish boy.

His ego got too big that he almost killed himself and the rest of his team all because of his selfish desires. Haise stood still as everything unveiled itself.

"Ghoul investigators must run even if their arms and legs are torn off!!" He raised his voice, veins popped out the side of his neck. His face contorted into one of worry.

"We'll have our chance as long as we're alive. What can we do if we're dead?!"

Sighing, Reina got in between both boys and put a hand on each of their shoulders. She pushed Urie away a bit and turned to face him.

"Urie I'm relieving you from duty as Squad Leader of the Quinx Squad." She stated.

Again Urie started arguing, he made sure his voice was heard when he said, "I find this unacceptable," but both of them didn't budge, instead Haise put his foot down and in an authoritative voice jibed, "it's an order."

Gritting his teeth Urie breathed heavily leaving a heavy suspenseful silence in his wake until he sneered at both of them, "but you're both ghouls..."

His eyes widened meanwhile the rest of the squad squeaked in surprise at his bold claim. How could he disrespect their mentors?! Shirazu wasted no time in beating some sense into the boy.

"You're a piece of shit!!" He yelled as he kicked the purple haired boy.

He continued to lecture the boy about how responsible and considerate their mentors were. How they both risked their lives for theirs. He tussled him around like a rag doll, Urie having no reaction to the treatment he was getting at the moment. Instead he looked behind him where Mutsuki was standing.

There the shy boy stood watching Shirazu manhandle Urie. Noticing that he was looking back he decided to speak up.

"Urie.. I.. I'd like you to apologize to Instructors Sasaki and Nakou."

"Shirazu let him go." Reina raised her hand in a stop motion.

Following her order he did so slowly. Looking back at his mentors he noticed that Haise was about to speak up.

"No matter what he says, my decision is final. Besides, I'm appointing Rank 3: Investigator Shirazu as Squad Leader." He pointed at the blonde.

Shirazu screeched and tried to protest. He had no idea what Sasaki was thinking, but this wasn't right. Him? Squad leader?! Those two things should never be in the same sentence. Haise reassured him that he'd teach him what it means to be a leader.

Turning to face the boy that was walking away he playfully hit him a small smile gracing his lips that didn't quite reach his ears.

"Urie. You keep disobeying me and I'll eat you! I'm a ghoul, remember?" He chuckled softly.

Having nothing else to say, the denoted boy just walked out the room. Noting Haise's weird behavior she walked behind him and patted his shoulder making him look down at her figure. She smiled weakly at him and left to follow after Urie.

She looked around everywhere and found him sitting on the couch by himself in the living room. Deciding to sneak up on him she quietly approached him and hugged him tightly against her chest. Startled at first he tried to pull her arms off of him until he heard the familiar sound of her voice reach his ears.

"Got ya." She tilted his head so he could look up at her.

Huffing he let her have her way with him. She let go and climbed over the couch to sit on the glass coffee table. Her small figure leaning back, strands of lilac hair letting loose from her messy bun.

"I'm going to make it quick since we have to wake up early tomorrow." She put it simply as she crossed her legs.

He looked her dead in the eye and motioned for her to get on with what she initially came here for.

"You need to learn to respect others, you know. If you keep up this rude attitude it won't make others like you. Now since I started living with you I've learned a few things." She started.

"You don't like sweets, so I don't know why you have that with you. Two you don't care for relationships, whether it's romantic or platonic it doesn't matter. You push those who care for you away all because of your personal goals." She sat upright and stood up walking behind the couch.

"Let me tell you from personal experience... you'd rather have friends or people you can call acquaintances than enemies. Why? Because you don't know when the last time you'll need them by your side is. If you have no one to be there for you, you'll feel lost." She leaned over it and whispered in his ear,

"I know you don't care about these mundane matters, but it'll come and bite you back in the ass. Especially if you mess with the wrong people." She breathed out and turned around to leave.

"And who would those people be?" His voice echoed throughout the vacant room.

The girl stood glued in her place.

"Since I started living with you I've learned a few things." He mocked.

She turned around and smirked.

"Yeah? Like what?" She taunted.

"You've been acting up since you moved in. Not a single time have you actually acted yourself. This little vulgar act you're putting up isn't fooling anyone. Who are you? Is the real question, Reina Nakou." His voice dripped of venom.

She smiled at his words and walked up to pat his cheek.

"I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into, darling."

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a/n: short chapter cause of writers block but also because I wanted to stop meshing chapters together for a bit. Next chapter will be a bit longer but shorter than the previous ones.

ps. school is gonna kick me in the ass soon so… spontaneous updates will ensue

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Oil and Water pt. 1

Summary: Coffee is spilled all over you and your art, but rich brown eyes have you in a trance.

Content: Female reader x Hide Nagachika, ghoul reader, shy reader, set at Anteiku, Nishiki being Nishiki, takes place during season 1

Word Count: 1.1K

Song: "Boom Clap" by Charli xcx

A/N: Hide is just--he's so sweet I needed to write something for him!! This part 1 of 5 parts and I plan to release them one day at a time! I hope you enjoy!!

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The earthy, nutty smell of coffee filled your nose as you sat at the bar at Anteiku, scribbling away in your sketch pad. Music blasted through your ears, keeping the outside world from distracting you from what you were working on. A project that was becoming increasingly more and more frustrating the longer you worked and reworked it. 

You felt like something was missing. Something that would completely save this piece from complete and utter disast-- 

Hot liquid burned over your fingertips and sketchpad. A yelp spilled from your lips as you snapped your eyes from your now coffee covered work to whoever had knocked it all over you. 

A guy. One with wild dirty blond hair, a pair of orange headphones around his neck, and a set of the richest brown eyes you’d ever seen. Eyes full of apologetic panic but such kindness you couldn’t help but gawk at him. 

He was saying something to you. Something you tugged on the wire of your earbud to hear. 

“--ver you and--damn and I’ve ruined your drawing.” He spoke, pulling those eyes from yours as he grabbed handful after handful of napkins from the closest holder. “I feel like such an asshole. I’m not normally that clumsy.” He continued, coming back to start dabbing up the cooled off coffee that had pooled all over your section of bar top. “I was in a rush and--is there no way to save it?” He asked, turning those rich eyes to look back into yours. 

You felt your brain freeze. Short circuit under that gaze. 

So--caring. How could one person hold so much care for a complete stranger? 

“Uh--oh,” You dumbly got out, looking from those trance inducing eyes to your work. It was completely soaked through, only a few bits of paper spared. “I don’t know.” A napkin was thrust into your vision. 

“Maybe try dabbing it up?” You took the napkin and began to dab what you could off the page, but nothing was going to get the brown-tint out of the page. “I really am sorry. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?” 

Your eyes worked and worked over the piece after it had been dried. Over how it--

“I think you actually just saved it.” You breathed, still looking over how the splash of coloring, such simple color, completely gave the piece a new look. A whole new spirit.

“Really you don’t have to pretend. I messed up big time. Let me get you another coffee or--” You chuckled cheerfully up at him, a slightly confused look pulling to his face. 

“This piece was giving me a real hard time but now, thanks to you, it’s,” You smiled warmly, letting your eyes wander over his features, voice growing softer despite yourself, “perfect.” He gave a small airy laugh that sounded more like a sigh of relief, hand scratching at the back of his head in his stress. 

“It’s really something--you’re art.” He smiled, nodding towards your sketch pad. “Was perfect before I knocked your coffee over.” You felt your brain freeze all over again. 

“You really don’t have to pretend.” You spoke in slight mimic of his earlier words. He caught the slight tease, a laugh as bright as the sun filling your ears and further turning your brain to mush. 

“I’m not. Promise. You have talent.” Your mush filled brain screamed at his continued niceness. “I’m Hide, by the way.” He smiled and you were quick to share your name back. “You’ll let me get you another coffee? Even if my mess up helped.” He started to reach for his wallet, but you were quick to shake your head.

“No. It’s really okay. I was about done any--”

“I thought you said you were gonna be late.” The grumpy voice of Nishiki cut you off as he came to a stop behind you, a black tray under his arm. You looked upward to find his glasses rimmed eyes looking broadly Hide’s way. 

“Oh, yeah. I am.” He looked at you, then to Nishiki, then back to you again. Every glance of those deep brown eyes made your stomach flip and twist like it was doing gymnastics in your gut. “Are you sure?” He questioned, keeping his hand in the pocket you assumed his wallet lay. You smiled as kindly as you could up at him. 

“Yeah. It’s okay. Thank you.” He gave you a small nod.

“Sorry--again. Maybe I’ll see you around?” He pulled his hand from his pocket, which went to the strap of his backpack. 

See you around? 

He might see you?

Might he? 

“Yeah--yeah, maybe.” You agreed. He nodded once more at that, eyes so--shining while they looked at you. 

“Geez, what are you trying to have a staring contest?” Nishiki’s voice sounded once more, pulling Hide’s gaze from you once more. He looked a bit--flustered at the statement. 

“What? Dude--no.” 

“Then…” Nishiki gave a shooing motion with his hand. “Go.” Hide gave a slightly irritated look before starting for the exit, though, not before glancing your way one last time. 

You gave him a small wave in silent goodbye. A wave he was quick to give right back before he disappeared through the door. You craned your neck a bit to watch as he rushed past the large windows down the street, wild hair ruffling in the breeze. 

“Not a good idea.” Nishiki gruffly spoke as he moved past you, headed behind the bar. You narrowed your eyes at him. 

“What?” He merely looked at you in that annoyingly bored way he always did. 

“He’s Kaneki’s friend.” Your narrowed gaze turned near cutting.

You knew what that meant. Knew Kaneki only had one friend besides the lot of you all here. Knew that friend was human.

“And?” 

“And it’s not a good idea to get all googly eyed for him.” Nishiki shoved the tray he’d been carrying back in its place. “Not gonna end well.” You scoffed sharply, starting to collect your pencils up. 

“Says you.” You hissed. 

“Yeah. Says me. I know what I got is going to end one way or another.” He continued grimly as you shoved your pencils in their pouch. “My advice: don’t even go there.” 

“I don’t need your advice, asshole.” You snipped, all but throwing your things into your tote bag. 

“I never said you needed to take it.” 

“Then why do I still hear you talking?” Nishiki gave a huffed laugh as he crossed his arms over his chest, a shrug on his shoulders. 

“Guess I just like the sound of my own voice.” You shook your head at his continued talking, slinging your bag over your shoulder. “Oil and water.” Was all he said before you left Anteiku and his bleak outlook on life. 

Oil and water. Two things that couldn’t mix. 

Ghouls and humans. Two creatures that couldn’t mix. 

But you wanted them to mix.Those kind brown eyes flashed through your mind. Eyes that made you want two opposing forces to mix more than you had ever wanted it before.

Next ->

[writing-fanics]

[ Which Idea Sounds the Bests? ]

option one

title: beginning of something new

Kaneki Ken x Fueguchi!Reader [slight rewrite of my first one I made a few years ago]

[summary: a friendship turned eventual into an eventual romance.]

would be a prequel to our future

option two

Hideyoshi Nagachika x Ghoul!Reader

title: truth be told

[summary: their fork clattered onto the plate their kakugan filled eyes, stared back at him with horror as they gulped. Of all people to be finding out that they’re a ghoul it had to be the one they liked.

Option Three

Kishou Arima x F!Reader

[summary: she’s pregnant and is scared. she knows she’s going to lose her husband soon. passing on the title of one eyed king to him. After his death. what was she going to do?]

[I’ve had this idea for while I think maybe a few years. Just never got around to writing it.]

[xdarkestdesirex]

Calamity - Hide x f.Reader

Volume One

Calamity (n.) a great misfortune or disaster

You think you're just like every other 18-year-old girl: just starting college, living alone, and working at a cute cafe, except you aren't because you're a ghoul. Trying your best to blend into a world that isn't your own, and then you meet him. Hide. He's unlike anyone you've ever met, and you slowly fall for him. But will it ever work between the two of you? He's human, and you're not.

This is a Hide x female reader, and this fanfiction story will be based STRICTLY on the mangas, including the novels.

The plot of Tokyo Ghoul and the characters are not mine. They all belong to Sui Ishida.

I don't allow anyone to copy my story, publish it on other platforms, or alter it as your own.

This writing contains highly sensitive topics like violence, gore, mental illness, talk of suicide, death, smut, and other mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

word count 10,862

“Humans are thought to be at the top of the food chain… But some beings hunt them as food. These monsters feed on the dead flesh of humans. They are called…

Ghouls.” 

-Tokyo Ghoul Volume 1 #001 Tragedy by Sui Ishida

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The sound of the TV lofted through the brightly lit cafe. A news channel was showing an interview with a man named Hisashi Ogura, a ghoul researcher, explaining what ghouls are and how they act. I stood behind the coffee bar, dressed in my work uniform, which consisted of a cream blouse with a gray vest layered on top and a brown tie wrapped neatly under the collar and tucked below the vest. A brown skirt with two pleats in the front that hit my mid-thighs, sheer tights covered my legs, and a pair of platform leather loafers adorned my feet. I blocked out the sound of the male voice coming from the screen on the wall and stared at two customers sitting at a table across from me. I noticed the one with dark black hair from his frequent visits to the cafe, but the friend across from him was someone I barely saw. He had short, dirty blonde hair with dark roots, and gleamed as a smile crossed his face. The other boy’s cheeks turned dark pink, and I couldn’t help but wonder what the blonde was teasing his friend about when suddenly, the vibrant boy shot out of his seat and yelled out to Touka. 

“Hey! Can you take our order?!” His giant smile grew, and he looked down at his friend and gave him a little shove. 

“Sorry, (Y/n), can you take this?” The plum-haired girl turned towards me and walked away from the beaming boy. I sweat-dropped at the explicit rejection of my co-worker to deal with these boys and then made eye contact with the blonde. He sent me a small smile, and a faint blush crept up on my cheeks. From the few other times he made a brief appearance in the cafe, I couldn’t help but be drawn to his bubbly, adorable appearance. I walked out from behind the counter, gripping my notepad, and sent them the best customer service smile I could muster. 

“I apologize for my co-worker,” I bowed, “What can I get for you?” 

“I’ll have a cappuccino!” The bright boy turned to his friend, “What about you?” 

“Oh, uh, I’m okay, thank you.” The dark-haired boy shyly spoke. He was always the quiet type when he came in. 

“One cappuccino coming up!” I said, turning around to walk away, but someone grabbed my hand and stopped me. I looked to see who caught me, and it was the boy I admired from the coffee bar. 

“Can I ask a question?” He looked up at me with beautiful olive eyes and a silly smirk.

“Of course,” I replied. My heart was beating quickly in my chest.

“What is that girl’s name?” He pointed over towards Touka. My face dropped, and I felt a strange knot in my throat. I don’t know this guy, but it’s still a hit to your ego when someone you’ve been silently crushing on asks about another girl. “I think she might be the girl my friend has a crush on.” He gestured to the boy next to him. Oh, that makes sense. I guess I worried for nothing. 

“Her name is Touka.” I directed the answer to the dark-haired boy, “She’s lovely once you get to know her!” Touka would kill me if she heard me talking about her to a boy. 

“O-oh, no, s-sorry!” The poor boy looked like he would burst from embarrassment, “My friend is mistaken! She’s not the girl I have a crush on! Though she is cute.” He trailed off and said the last part quietly, but I could still pick it up. Heh, he thinks she’s cute. I’m so going to tease her about this. 

“WHAT?” The blonde looked taken aback, “I swear I was spot on with my guess.” He turned back to you, “Sorry about that!” 

“It’s okay,” I said, chuckling. Finally, I broke free from the boys and returned behind the bar. 

I grabbed a bag of espresso roast coffee beans and poured a small amount into our espresso grinder. It sputtered to life and poured the coffee grounds into the portafilter. Once it was filled, I pressed the coffee grounds down, compacting them into the portafilter, making sure not to pact them down too much. I placed the portafilter onto the espresso machine, put one of our mugs below it, and started it up. Slowly, the deep brown drops of coffee began to fill the cup, and the smell of brewing beans wafted through my nose. I inhaled the bitter scent and felt my body relax instantly. Coffee is the only thing I can relate to with humans, and its smell has always calmed my nerves. While the espresso was pouring into the mug, I grabbed a jug of whole milk from the fridge, poured it into a cup, and then placed it under the steam wand. Once I steamed the milk, I poured it over the espresso, topped it with foam, and drizzled a heart on top with caramel. 

I brought the cup to the blonde boy and set the cup in front of him. Once he looked down at the mug, his hands shot up to his face, and he cooed, “Awww, you put a heart on it!” Instantly, my face turned a bright red, and I cursed myself for putting a heart. I was too proud of my coffee art to think about the embarrassment I would feel after bringing it over to him. He turned towards me, “What’s your name?” 

“Oh, uh, I-I’m (L/n) (Y/n),” I bowed, “Nice to meet you.” I mentally facepalmed myself at being so proper. 

“I’m Hideyoshi Nagachika, but you can call me Hide!” He reached out and grabbed my hands. “Do you have a boyfriend?!” WHAT? Did he just ask me that? I think I’m going to faint.

“N-n-n-no,” I stuttered out. I could feel the palms of my hands getting sweaty, and I hoped he wouldn’t feel it. My whole body was on fire, and I could feel the eyes of other customers looking at us. Did he have to be so loud while being this direct? 

“Could I possibly-” 

“(Y/n)!” Touka called me, interrupting the blonde boy, “What are you doing?”

“A-ah! I have to get back to work!” I pulled my hands away from the blonde, ran over to Touka, and lowered my head in shame for getting distracted while working. Touka may be younger than me, but she can be scary. As I got back to work, I could hear the dark-haired male scold his friend for being obnoxious, and the words that fell out of the vibrant boy’s lips shocked me, “She’s cute.” 

Touka stared at me angrily, looking like she was also about to scold me, when the door opened. I took this moment to greet the customer and saw Rize walking through the doors. It made me uneasy whenever she came in, but I knew I could do nothing about it. She was a binge eater, and just thinking about the things she does to people makes me sick. But I still greeted her the way I do with every customer. 

A few minutes passed, and I was back to standing behind the counter, cleaning up things lying around. I decided it wouldn’t be wise to go back to staring at the dirty blonde boy after our encounter, and I did my best to distract myself. The sound of a chair squeaking made my eyes snap, and I saw the bubbly boy leave his chair. “Good luck, dreamer boy!” He waved to his friend, sporting a bright smile, then turned slightly to look at me and yelled, “See you later, (Y/n)!” And then he walked out the door.

I patted my hot cheeks, trying to calm them down, and Touka stared at me for a second before rolling her eyes. “Seriously?” She leaned closer and whispered, “He’s a human.” Then, she walked away from me. Yes, he’s a human, and I’m a ghoul. There’s no way we could ever be together, but a crush has never hurt anyone. 

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These past few days, I couldn’t help but worry about Hide’s dark-haired friend, whose name I found out is Kaneki. Once the blonde boy left the cafe, I saw Kaneki interact with Rize and overheard their plan to go out on a date. It was coming up tomorrow, and I struggled to find a way to warn the poor boy. Just from looking at him, I could tell he was pretty weak, and he wouldn’t stand a chance against Rize. If he were at least a bit strong, maybe he would have the opportunity to defend himself, but even then, he probably would still fail. She’s a strong ghoul, and nothing gets in her way of feeding. There wasn’t anything I could do about it either unless I wanted to expose myself or Anteiku, and I would never do that. 

My best course of action would be to follow them. I knew where they were meeting and what time, so I could just lurk in the shadows and ensure Rize didn’t do anything to Kaneki. It was settled then. Tomorrow, I will watch them. 

*

Morning came, and I got ready for my day of spying. I wore a pair of black jeans and a band T-shirt with a pair of black Converse. I threw my (h/c) hair into a bun and tossed a black zip-up hoodie and a pair of sunglasses into my bag. Was I being too obvious? Most likely, but oh well. I didn’t want to stand out; I could blend into the darkness if they hung out at night. Before leaving my room, I grabbed the book on my coffee table and shoved it into my bag. I needed something to hide behind, just in case. 

I arrived at the restaurant where they were meeting a bit after the time they stated to make sure I wouldn’t be seen by the two. When I entered, I got the waiter to seat me in a corner behind Rize’s back so she couldn’t see me. As I watched them talk, they seemed to be having a good time, and I could see the faint dusting of blush on the boy’s cheeks occasionally. Rize was a master disguiser when it came to being a ghoul; she knew how to blend in with humans, and it surprised me that she didn’t touch the food on her plate once. I’ve seen her pretend to eat before, so was she avoiding it right now because she didn’t want to spoil her appetite for later? I still wasn’t sure what I would do if she attacked him. I’m too weak to fight against a ghoul of her strength, and I couldn’t risk him knowing about me either. Maybe I could run into them? Tell her we have an important topic to discuss with her right away. 

After following them around for the day, everything seemed okay. Maybe she wouldn’t hurt him today, and I can warn Mr. Yoshimura about her plans. It was nighttime, and the soft glow of streetlights were the only thing lighting the way. I threw my hoodie on not too long ago and slowly watched them as they came to a stop. It was time to part ways, but Rize made up some excuse of being scared to get Kaneki to walk her home. Shit. She’s going to kill him. I was about to dart out of my hiding spot when I saw a group of girls walking in my direction. I noticed one of them as Touka and panicked, so I threw myself back into the hiding spot and watched as they slowly walked by. At this point, the couple I was stalking, for lack of better words, had disappeared. Once the high school girls were out of sight, I ran towards the alley where I saw Rize and Kaneki head down. Before I could even enter it, a loud bang rang through the area as steel beams came crashing to the ground. I fell backward and covered my face as the debris flung towards me.

This isn’t good. I quickly picked myself off the ground and ran towards the beams to see if the poor dark-haired boy was trapped in the destruction. It didn’t take long to see him poking out from under a beam, crushing him into the ground, and a puddle of blood surrounding him. Fear coursed through my veins, and I could feel the change in my demeanor. My eyes flashed red, and I suddenly felt a pang of hunger. I clutched my stomach and shook my head. Fuck. I did go past my feeding time because I’ve been busy lately. I can’t let myself lose control now. Not after how hard I’ve worked towards controlling myself. Once I pulled myself together, I grabbed my phone and dialed the police. I couldn’t just leave him here to die.

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After the incident with Kaneki and Rize, I stayed by to ensure the black-haired boy was still alive. I didn’t move him from his spot, scared that if I did, it would be the difference between him dying or not. When the police and ambulance arrived, I gave them my statement and asked to remain anonymous. I know doing that was risky, and I could’ve exposed myself by staying there. Thankfully, they didn’t prod me too much with questions but told me what hospital Kaneki was being transported to, which brought me to where I am now—standing in front of that hospital and questioning why I was even here. I wanted to check in on the poor boy and ensure he was doing okay, but I didn’t want to see him directly. 

I took a deep breath and walked through the hospital doors to the front desk. A lady sat behind the counter and looked up at me impatiently.

 “How can I help you?” Her voice was monotonous. You would think they’d hire bubbly people to work the front desk at a hospital. This place is already depressing, and people like this lady don’t help the atmosphere. 

“I just wanted to check the condition of one of the patients here,” I said.

“What’s their name?” Her hands were ready to type once I spoke.

“Ken Kaneki.” Her fingers started working her magic, but another voice spoke behind me before she could say anything.

“(Y/n)?” It sounded slightly familiar, but not enough for me to know who it was immediately. I turned around to see the bright, blonde-haired boy.

“H-Hide!” I should’ve expected him to come and check in on his friend.

“You’re here to check on Kaneki as well?” Looking at me, puzzled, he scratched his head, “I didn’t know you guys were close.” 

“Are you also a friend of the boy?” The lady behind the counter interrupted our conversation. 

“Yes, I am.” The blonde boy's face settled into a straight line, a more serious look, away from the bright smile he usually wore when I saw him at the cafe.

“Then I’ll tell both of you so I don’t have to repeat myself. Kaneki is in stable condition and doing well, but he’s asked for no visitors.” 

I glanced over at Hide, and his eyebrows scrunched down. He looked disappointed and sad. I’m sure he wanted to see with his own eyes that his friend was okay. 

“Thank you, ma’am,” I turned to face the boy beside me, “Can we talk?” He nodded his head.

He followed me out of the hospital, and we walked side by side in silence. I wasn’t sure where to start. I knew I couldn’t tell him that I stalked them cause I knew Rize was a ghoul, but I could at least explain that I just happened to be passing by when the steel beams fell. I’m sure he’s suspicious of me, and I wanted to clear my name. 

“I know of a cafe we can go to if you’d like. I’ll pay.” I spoke. 

“Is it Anteiku?” He lightly joked.

A small chuckle fell from my lips, and I shook my head, “No, there’s one right down the road that’s pretty good.”

“Alright, let’s go.” 

The blonde boy seemed deep in thought as we headed towards the cafe, and I couldn’t help but feel guilty for his somber appearance. If I had stopped their date beforehand or pulled Rize away from Kaneki, then Hide’s friend wouldn’t be in the position he’s in, or if I had been strong enough to fight her. I gripped my fist tightly and cursed myself for being weak. Yes, I called the police, but I could’ve prevented him from ever getting hurt. 

We made it to the cafe and were seated at a small table facing the window. I ordered an iced americano (something I could drink) and some avocado toast. I couldn’t eat the toast, but I’m good at pretending to enjoy food. I watch many videos on YouTube of people going out to eat, and I like to stay on top of food trends for people my age. Hide ordered a cappuccino and a piece of cake. Once our food and drinks arrived, I picked up the toast with my hands, bit right into it, swallowed it whole, and pretended to chew. Then, I sipped my coffee to wash away any foul-tasting food I had ingested. 

“So, why were you at the hospital to see Kaneki?” Hide questioned.

I set my food down and dabbed my face with a napkin before responding, “I was there at the incident.” I decided to get straight into it.

“Wait, what?!” I guess what I said was the last thing he expected, given how his mouth hung open in shock.

“I don’t live too far from the area where it happened,” Which is the truth since I live at Anteiku and it wasn’t very far from the incident, “I was out for a late night walk cause I was feeling a bit stressed when suddenly these steel beams came crashing to the ground. I wasn’t close enough to be caught up under them, but the whole thing scared me. Then I remembered seeing two people walk towards where they had fallen, and I needed to make sure they were okay. So I started looking around. It wasn’t long before,” I paused for a second to take a deep breath. It wasn’t like I wasn’t used to seeing people in the state Kaneki was in when I found him. I've seen worse, but the negative thoughts from earlier came crashing back. A pair of solid hands lightly gripped mine, and I looked up to see the vibrant boy looking at me worriedly. 

“It’s okay (Y/n), you don’t-” 

“No, I have to tell you,” I cut the boy off and squeezed his hand in mine, “I saw Kaneki lying there. I recognized him from Anteiku, and h-he- there was a lot of blood. I was sure he was dead, but when I checked for a pulse, I felt something faint.  So I called the police immediately, but didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t see the other person he was with, so I just sat there and stayed with him till help arrived.” 

Hide rubbed his hands over his face, “I-I’m so sorry you had to witness what you did,” He looked up at me with tears threatening to spill from his eyes, “But I’m so thankful you were there to be with him and call for help.” His voice broke, “My best friend could be dead right now if it weren’t for you, so thank you.” 

Having Hide thank me made all my emotions surface, and tears started rolling down my cheeks. I dropped my head into my hands to cover myself from the gaze of onlookers. Then I felt a pair of arms wrap around me and pull me into a hug. I nuzzled my face into the bright jacket of the dirty blonde boy, and he nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck. We both sat there crying while embracing each other. It felt good to have him be grateful to me, but I still felt guilty and don’t think that’ll ever go away. Hide offered to walk me home when we left the cafe, and I accepted it. We didn’t talk much during the walk, but the silence was comfortable. It was nice to have the company, at least. He tried to crack a few jokes to lighten the mood, and he succeeded with it. I couldn’t help but giggle whenever he said something funny. 

Once we arrived at Anteiku, Hide cocked his head to the side like a confused puppy. “I thought I was taking you home.”

“This is home,” I smiled at the boy, “I live in an apartment above the cafe. That’s how I started working here!” 

“Oh wow! I didn’t realize people lived up there.”

“There are a few of us who live up there. Thankfully, there are only a few apartments, so I have fewer neighbors.” The blonde boy chuckled at my statement, “I guess this is where we part ways.” I whispered.

“I guess so,” Hide smiled slightly.

“Thank you for walking me back,” I said, walking up the steps to the door.

“Wait!” he yelled out. I stopped to face him once again. He rushed up the steps and got close to me. A bit of heat crept up my face from the sudden closeness. “Could I get your number?” 

“U-um, sure.” If my face weren’t already red, it would definitely be now. I reached into my back pocket, pulled out my phone, and handed it to him. He gave me his, and we swapped numbers. 

“Thank you again, (Y/n), for looking after Kaneki.” He said one last time before leaving. I pressed my back against the wall and slid down once he was out of sight. I can’t believe that just happened. 

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It had been another steady day at the cafe, and I didn’t have any classes today, so I worked an entire shift from opening till 4 pm. Like always, I stood at the counter, waiting for Touka to return from school so she could swap me out. These past few days have been emotional and tiring, not to mention how I had to come clean and tell Mr. Yoshimura everything that happened with Kaneki and Rize. We spent the past few days reviewing the event in detail and ensuring nothing leads back to Anteiku. I felt terrible for putting our group in danger by exposing myself as a witness to the police and other ghouls by being there when Rize got killed. We had concluded that what happened most likely wasn’t an accident since so many people were after her. Meaning we must be extra careful and lay low for a while. 

There have also been rumors floating around that the doctor who performed surgery on Kaneki used Rize’s organs as a transplant to save him. Mr. Yoshimura seemed concerned about this and asked us to watch for him. He felt like it could affect him in a way that we wouldn’t be able to comprehend. So I’ve been lost in thought over everything that’s happened, and my guilt has only grown. Mr. Yoshimura was kind and told me he was proud of me for saving the boy, and even though what I did was a considerable risk, I made the right choice. Even Yomo brought me coffee and an extra meal to spoil and make me feel better.

A small smile spreads on my face after I think of how Yomo cares for me. We’re not family by blood, but he took me under his wing when I was little. I was around 7, and he was only 23. Why did he look after me like I was his own at such a young age? I couldn’t understand, but he’s been like a father to me all these years. Being here at Anteiku has been a blessing; the people here are all my family. Without everyone’s help, there’s no way I would survive in this world. Many ghouls would struggle without the kindness of Anteiku and Mr. Yoshimura. 

  Suddenly, the door was thrown open, and an angry, disheveled Touka came storming through. Many customers glanced at her; some knew why she looked the way she did, while others looked at her with judging eyes. 

“Hey, Koma, can you watch the counter while I check in on Touka?” I asked the male on shift.

“Of course, (Y/n)!” He smiled at me.

I quickly wandered back and headed up the stairs to Touka’s room. Knowing she would tell me to go away, I didn't bother knocking, so I barged straight into her room. She whipped around quickly, looking at me with her signature annoyed look.

“Ugh, how often do I tell you to knock?” She said.

“What happened?” I asked as I sat down in her chair by the desk in her room.

“Why do you think something happened?” She huffed back.

“Because I’ve known you for a while, Touka, and you don’t try to hide it when something pisses you off.”

“Fine, an asshole was trying to push himself onto me on my way here from school, and then another asshole showed up. He was a ghoul as well. I killed the old fuck trying to grope me, and I offered some of him to the other guy cause he seemed hungry. Then I noticed only one of his eyes was red, and he looked a lot like the guy Rize took on a date. I tried to get him to eat, and he refused. He looked at me with disgust before running away.” 

I just sat there in shock over the fact that she told me all that so easily; I didn’t have to pry it out of her, and holy fuck… Kaneki is a ghoul now?!

“Touka, I’m so sorry some slimy bastard was pushing himself on you. I disagree with killing people, but he had it coming.” I paused momentarily, “As for the boy who looked like Rize’s date, you need to tell Mr. Yoshimura about him.”

“Why?” The plum-haired girl became defensive.

“He might need help.”

“He’ll be fine. If I had to figure out my way in this shitty world alone, he can too.” The young girl crossed her arms and glared at me.

“Touka, please just go talk to Mr. Yoshimura,” I begged the girl.

“I make no promises,” she said, walking towards her door and gesturing, “Now please leave so I can get dressed.”

I sighed and left the room, knowing there wasn’t much I could do. I’ll tell Mr. Yoshimura myself if Touka doesn’t talk to him by the night’s end. I returned to the cafe and let Koma know she was okay. Only a few minutes had passed before she made her way behind the counter, and I was finally free to go to my room. Walking down the hallway, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialed a number I had yet to message. The phone rang a few times before a deep voice answered on the other end.

“Hey (Y/n)! This is a surprise.” His voice came through the speaker and whispered into my ear. Even talking on the phone made my cheeks heat up slightly.

“Hide, is this a bad time?” Before I asked the real question, I wanted to ensure he wasn’t busy.

“Nope! I just left class and am heading to a meeting for this school festival. We can talk while I walk!” 

“I just wanted to check in and see how Kaneki was doing. Have you seen him lately?” I’m unsure if Hide knows he’s out of the hospital yet, so I have to see what he knows about Kaneki. 

“Oh, yeah, he got discharged from the hospital a few days ago, and I took him out to eat as a celebration.” His voice didn’t sound as enthusiastic as before.

“That’s good. I’m glad to hear Kaneki is doing okay. How’s he doing… mentally?” I hesitated to say that last word. Dealing with trauma can be rough, but if he’s turned into a ghoul, then he must be going through something even worse.

“He did seem kind of out of it the whole time we were out, and he looked pretty pale. He couldn’t keep down any of the food he ate. I was worried about him, but he said he’s still healing.” So he couldn’t eat the food at the restaurant. I’ll have to tell Mr. Yoshimura this information and what Touka saw. 

“It might take a while for him to feel normal again,” if he can even feel like that after what happened to him. “Thank you for updating me, Hide. I appreciate it.”

Once Hide and I got off the phone, I wandered down the hall to Mr. Yoshimura’s office and knocked on the door. I waited for his okay before I entered and sat in front of his large oak desk. 

“What can I do for you (Y/n)?” He propped his hands on the desk and gave me his undivided attention.

“It’s about Kaneki. I told Touka to talk to you, but I don’t think it can wait.” He looked at me with deep, squinted eyes. “She saw him not too long ago and noticed one of his eyes was red. He looked hungry but refused the meat that Touka tried to give him.”

“So he’s part ghoul and refusing to eat.” The old man paused before continuing, “We need to contact him before the hunger consumes him.” 

I agreed with Mr. Yoshimura, and we sat together and discussed ways to approach the dark-haired boy without scaring him off. We wanted to help him with this new way of life and teach him what it means to be a ghoul—if he’d let us, and maybe he could help us understand humans better. I begrudgingly told him about my encounter with Hide at the hospital and how we swapped numbers. I hoped to keep this secret, fearing Mr. Yoshimura would forbid me from talking to the vibrant boy. He didn’t fully agree with me talking to the human, but he didn’t say I wasn’t allowed to. Which I was silently thankful for. 

We devised a plan for me to ask Hide for Kaneki’s number so I could personally check in with the shy boy. I would then message Kaneki, telling him I was the person who called the police during his incident and that I would like to meet up with him. From there, I would ask him to meet me at Anteiku and invite him upstairs, where I would lead him to Mr. Yoshimura’s office. We would then explain that we understand his situation and would like to offer him help. I wasn’t sure if this would work, but trying didn’t hurt. At least we would know that we reached out and tried, even if he refused us. 

Together, Mr. Yoshimura and I made our way down to the cafe. We wanted to gather everyone and meet about our possible new friend. Since it was the end of the day, the cafe should be locked up, and all the customers should be gone. The only people left should be the other workers like Touka and Koma, and soon, Yomo would be returning from his patrol of the area. When we reached the cafe, the only person we could see was Koma mopping the floors. He told us Touka was outside taking out the trash. As we got close to the door, we could hear Touka’s loud and clear voice. She was yelling at someone, and she sounded agitated. The last thing I heard before Mr. Yoshimura opened the door was Touka saying, “You can die for all I care.”

Once the door was flung open, I saw the dark-haired boy kneeling on the ground. He had a green hoodie on with the hood pulled over his head. Tears were streaming down his face, and his left eye was red. He looked terrified, and my heart clenched as I stared at the poor boy. I couldn’t even imagine what he was going through. His world has turned upside down, and I could have prevented it. 

“Touka,” Mr. Yoshimura’s voice cut through the tension. Kaneki looked up at the older man, and his eyes fell on me in the background. Without realizing it, I shrank behind Mr. Yoshimura, trying to hide from the boy’s gaze. “It must have been rough,” The old man shifted his body and opened the door wider to invite Kaneki inside. As he walked past me, I kept my gaze on the floor. I didn’t realize how shameful I would feel for him to find out I was a ghoul. If he knew about my involvement when the beams fell on him from Hide, then I wouldn’t be surprised if he blamed me for what happened to him as well. 

Touka argued with Mr. Yoshimura about letting the poor boy into Anteiku, but the older man shut her up by saying ghouls help each other. The plum-haired girl and I followed quietly behind the two men as Mr. Yoshimura led us to the secret refrigerator where we kept human meat for ghouls who couldn’t hunt independently. The grey-haired man grabbed a wrapped pack of fresh meat and handed it to the troubled boy. Kaneki hesitantly grabbed the package and stared at the raw human meat in his hands. His dilemma of what he would do with it was evident in his eyes, and I could relate to his feelings. There was a point in my life when I refused to kill another human so that I could survive. It drove me insane to the point where the hunger devoured me. I no longer knew who I was, and my sense of humanity disappeared. 

I went on a binge spree, and the amount of blood I spilled that day was enough to last a lifetime. Yomo found me in hysterics and had to knock me out so I could calm down. When I awoke, I was in Mr. Yoshimura’s office, and he offered to help me. He told me that I would never have to worry about hurting another person. I was initially hesitant when they started to give me my meals, and it took a lot for me to finally give in and eat again. Ever since that moment, I haven’t killed another human. 

“Please come back when you need more,” Mr. Yoshimura smiled at the boy. Kaneki thanked us for helping him and left quickly. 

“I-I’m going to head to my room,” I said farewell, leaving Touka to glare at the older gentleman in the hallway. She was pissed, I could tell, but I wasn’t in the headspace to stay and explain what happened along with Mr. Yoshimura. He didn’t need me to help anyway. That old man always knew the right things to say. 

*

The sun had finally set for the night, and I was starting to feel agitated in my room. Since Kaneki came by the cafe, I’ve been throwing a pity party for myself, and I needed to stop. I decided some fresh air would do me good and headed out of the cafe for a walk. I was dressed in sweatpants and a hoodie, with the hood pulled over my head and a pair of headphones shoved into my ears. Loud music blasted into my eardrums, and the cool night air nipped at my nose. My feet took me down the alleyway near Anteiku, where ghouls usually hunted at night, but I stayed clear of the feeding corners. 

Being a ghoul, you knew whose turf was whose, and if you got caught wandering around an area you weren’t allowed in, a fight would break out. I’ve been in this area long enough to know which alleyways I could walk down peacefully and which I should avoid. The area my feet decided to take me to was Rize’s old hunting grounds. With her being gone, I knew this area should be desolate. No ghoul lurking in the shadows scared that Rize might rip their heads off for being in her area, and no humans due to the high number of ghoul killings in this section. But my peace was interrupted the further I walked into the maze-like alley. 

I stumbled across a ghoul named Nishiki Nishio holding someone against the wall while he ranted about having his territory disturbed. Gah. This prick. I’ve never liked him since we briefly met a few years ago, and if I ran into him, I would do my best to ignore him. I felt terrible for the hopeless ghoul he was threatening, and then I realized the ghoul he was threatening was none other than Kaneki. I stood there frozen, unsure of what to do, like the date situation all over again. But I’d be damned if I just stood around this time and didn’t interfere, so without thinking, I stepped forward.

“This isn’t your turf, Nishiki. It belongs to Rize.” I used the excuse of this area being Rize’s turf in hopes it would scare him, but when he cocked his head to look at me, all he did was laugh.

“Don’t be so silly, (Y/n). Everyone knows Rize is dead.” His manic eyes stared into mine.

“It doesn’t matter if she’s dead. Anteiku oversees the 20th ward, and if you want a hunting ground, you have to go over it with Mr. Yohsimura.” My voice was stern as I glared daggers back at Nishiki. He let go of Kaneki’s neck, causing the boy to fall to the ground and gasp for air. The tall brunette slowly walked my way, eyes glaring red and hands clenched into fists.

“I can’t stand you guys over at Anteiku. That old shithead pisses me off with his human-loving hippie shit.” He stops a few inches from my face, “This used to be my turf before that binge-eating bitch came into town, and now that she’s dead, it BELONGS TO ME.” He spat. I didn’t want him to see that I was affected by anything he was doing, so I tried to summon my inner Touka and held the meanest RBF possible. 

“And I can’t stand pricks like you,” Maybe I summoned her too well because the next thing I knew, the tall brunette was lunging at me. I quickly dodged Nishiki’s attack and unleashed my kagune. My kagune was a koukaku type, otherwise known as the sword kagune, and it was released right below my right shoulder blade and warped into a sword-like figure around my arm. It almost looked like the kind of sword you would see in a fantasy video game, and not to fluff my ego, but my kagune is pretty. 

I stared down the angry male and prepared myself for another attack. He might be more robust than me, but I could severely injure him if I time my move right. As he dashed at me, I used my sword to slash a gaping wound from his right cheek down to his right hip. He yelled in pain and collapsed to the ground. Nishiki quickly pulled his body off the ground, cursing under his breath, and sent one last glare before sprinting in the opposite direction.

I let out a deep, shaky breath and fell to my knees. That was scarier than I thought it would be. I’m not the type of ghoul to get into fights or provoke others. Usually, I stick to myself and avoid others at all costs, and if I find myself in a sticky situation, then I’m getting my ass beat. 

“W-what even are ghouls?!” Kaneki's voice broke through the silence, “You guys kill humans and your own!” 

 “Kaneki-” 

“YOU’RE SICK!” His yell pierced deep within me, and all the shame I felt my whole life was brought to the surface. He’s right; we’re sick creatures. Tears threatened to spill down my face, but I held them back.

“I-I’m so sorry,” Was all I could choke out. I stayed there on the ground and watched the dark-haired boy scream out in agony. His left eye was beating red, and his veins started protruding through his skin. He was suffering. Not just from the agony of being turned into a ghoul, but from the ever-consuming hunger eating away at him. “You haven’t eaten yet, have you?” 

His head whipped to look straight at me, and his face contorted into disgust, “I could never eat human flesh!” 

“Kaneki, I understand what you’re going through, but if you don’t eat-”

“I’ll never allow myself to become a monster like you! I’m a human being!” Tears flooded his face, and his hands gripped his hair, “A-and you, (Y/n), better stay away from Hide. I won’t let you ruin his life like Rize did mine!” 

Hide? Did he tell Kaneki about me? Of course, he did. They’re best friends. But Kaneki is right; a monster like me should avoid Hide and all humans. Our worlds don’t mix. I pushed myself off the ground and ran away from the dark-haired boy before he could see the waterfall of tears cascading down my face.

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A loud alarm jolted me from slumber. I rubbed my swollen eyes from a long night of tears, and a deep sigh escaped my lips. I wish I didn’t have to go to school today. The most sleep I got, in total, was around 3 hours. The thoughts swarming my head wouldn’t shut up, and at some point in the night, I let out an anguishing scream. This wasn’t a rare occurrence; unfortunately, I’ve had night terrors most of my life and would wake up screaming. Yomo came rushing in to see the stains of salty tears streaking my cheeks, and he quickly wrapped me in his arms and petted my hair. He whispered that everything was okay and that it was all a bad dream, but this time, everything that had happened was real. The long, white-haired male was able to calm me down and lull me to sleep. Now I’m awake again. If I let every night like this keep me from going to school, I would miss most of my classes, so I dragged my body out of bed. 

I quickly washed my face, brushed my teeth, and beat some concealer into my skin to hide my lack of sleep. I decided to wear a cropped, long-sleeve top with thick stripes going across and torn fringes dangling from the bottom, along with oversized mom jeans and a pair of Doc Martins. My school bag was just a plain black crossbody tote, and I slung it over my shoulder, giving myself a once-over in the mirror before leaving my room. As I made my way to the cafe, I quickly stopped by the fridge and grabbed a few bottles of our nitro coffee. I will need all the energy I can get for a full day of classes. 

I’m studying art at Kamii University, which thankfully means I only have classes for three days a week, and I get to bend my creative mind—sometimes. It was hard for me to focus on anything the teachers talked about or showed us, and I put little work into the lessons during class. By the end of the day, I slowly walked through the campus, made my way to one of the courtyards, and sat on a bench tucked under a tree. I leaned back, letting my eyelids flutter close, and listened to all the noises around me. The chatter of people walking by, the chirp of birds in the trees, and cars off in the distance. Every sound flows together, creating a peaceful cadence. For a moment, the muscles in my body relaxed. I could curl up on the bench and take a much-needed nap. 

“(Y/n)?” A deep voice calls out to me. Why, cruel world, must you rip me out of this peaceful moment? I open my eyes to see Hide and Kaneki standing before me. The blonde-haired boy flashed me his signature smile, and the dark-haired boy glared at me from behind his friend. “I didn’t know you went to school here!” His cheerful voice rang through my ears. 

“Oh, uh, yeah,” I shifted my gaze to the ground and did my best not to seem interested in the conversation. After what Kaneki said last night, it felt wrong to interact with Hide.

“Kaneki, this is (Y/n), the girl who saved your life!” Hide’s statement made both Kaneki and me flinch.

“Hide, we should probably get going,” Kaneki tried to pull the vibrant boy away.

“Huh?” Hide’s olive eyes stared at his friend briefly and then drifted toward me. “(Y/n) would you like to join us?” He gazed softly at me, causing my heart to race. I’ve never had someone look at me with such gentleness as the way he’s doing right now. My heart fluttered and hurt at the same time. I wanted to accept his offer, but had to turn him down. At least we haven’t grown too close to where doing this would be more painful. 

“Sorry, Hide, but I should head home,” The sadness was evident in my voice. I stood from the bench and re-slung my bag over my shoulder.

“Did something else happen between you that I don’t know about?” The blonde gestured between Kaneki and me. 

“What?” I nervously laughed. “I just have a lot of homework.” He looked at me with a questioning gaze, and I could tell he was developing theories.

“Don’t worry about it,” Hide flashed me a somber smile, “Hopefully, I’ll see you later.” The blonde boy started walking away, but Kaneki, still facing me, looked like he was internally fighting himself. 

I approached the black-haired boy and whispered, “Don’t worry, I’ll stay away from him.” 

“(Y/n),” Kaneki’s deep silver eyes trapped me in his presence. They danced across my face, taking in every inch. I felt exposed like he saw all the terrible things I’ve ever done, and I was just waiting for him to spit another crude comment, but people keep surprising me lately.

“She’s coming with us!” Kaneki called out to Hide. 

“Hu-What?” My mouth was gaping open and closing like a fish out of water. 

Hide turned around to look at me, “Are you sure? You don’t have to join us if you’re busy.”  

“No, it’s okay,” I shot Kaneki a thankful glance, “I would love to go with you.” 

Hide and I walked alongside one another, and Kaneki trailed slightly behind us. I knew he’d stay back to watch me, so I made sure to be mindful of my actions. I wanted to show Kaneki I wasn’t a nasty ghoul like the few he’d encountered. He doesn’t ever have to worry about me hurting his dear friend.

We walked through the campus, and I must admit this is the first time I’ve been to the dorms. They were just as pretty as the main building, and I fantasized about what it would be like to live in the dorms: making friends, having a roommate, going to parties, and getting to be an ordinary college girl. That would be nice. On our way into one of the dormitories, Hide explained that we were going to an upperclassman’s room to pick up a DVD from last year’s festival. The blonde boy then told Kaneki and me what setting up for the festival was like. It seemed like a lot of work, but how Hide lit up and talked excitedly made me want to join the committee. Maybe I should look into it anyway? Socializing would do me good, and I would spend more time with Hide.   

We made our way in front of a door, and the vibrant boy exclaimed that we had finally arrived and flung the door open, revealing a girl straddling some guy’s lap. Her shirt was unbuttoned, exposing her breasts, and the boy’s lips trailed along her neck. But within the split second of Hide barging in, the poor girl screamed and jumped away from the guy she was sitting on. Quickly, she fixed her shirt and then ran out the door. I instinctively slapped my hands to cover my eyes from the inappropriate scene in front of me. This is why we knock kids.

“Nagachika,” the two boys blocked my view of the guy in the room, so I couldn’t see who it was, but that voice sounded familiar, making my hair stand on end. “I really don’t like my territory being violated.” 

“Nishiki?!” His name came out of my mouth before I could stop it. Great, why him?

“Oh? (Y/n).” He looked at me with his snake-like eyes. 

“You guys know each other?” Hide asked.

“Unfortunately,” I glared at the brunette boy. He sat unfazed in his desk chair with a band-aid plastered to his cheek. I couldn’t help but smirk, knowing my attack was deep enough and still healing. 

“Oh, well,” the blonde awkwardly scratched his head. “I guess I don’t have to introduce you two.” Hide then pointed towards the black-haired boy, “Kaneki, this is Nishio, Nishio, Kaneki.” 

The tall brunette gets up from his chair and fixes his shirt. He takes a few long strides to Kaneki and stops in front of his face, giving Kaneki a chilling smile. “Nice to meet you, Kaneki,” Nishiki’s voice was dark, and I couldn’t help but tremble along with Kaneki. The poor boy looked like he was going to faint. He already didn’t like me because I was a ghoul and didn’t initially like the idea of me around Hide, so he must be freaking out now that another ghoul is in the equation. Especially a violent one like Nishiki. 

Hide drew Nishiki’s attention by asking for the DVD from last year’s festival. The brunette started delegating areas for all of us to look at, and I felt like I’d gotten whiplash from the sudden threatening aura he gave to this now-normal college student he’s showing. It was weird to be in a room with Nishiki and not arguing or having to defend myself. We spent about ten minutes looking for this green case that held the special CD that Hide needed.

“Oh, you know what? I took that disk home,” Nishiki said. Like hell, he took it home. He’s up to something, and I don’t like it. “It’s not too far, so we could head over there and grab it.”

“Hide, do you need it right now? Nishiki can always bring it to you tomorrow.” I looked at the blonde boy with pleading eyes, hoping he would understand what I was trying to say. Don’t go with him. It’s a trap. 

“Don’t worry, guys,” Hide flashed us a bright smile, “You don’t have to come along.” 

“I-I’m coming along!” Kaneki quickly responded.

“Yeah, I’m not leaving you alone with Nishiki,” I said bluntly. He already knows how I feel about him, so there’s no point in hiding it. 

“What’s gotten into you guys?” Hide questions.

“I’ve been cooped up at home, so going out somewhere would be nice.” Kaneki’s reply seems legit since he has been home the past few days since he got out of the hospital, but it’s clear that he doesn’t want his friend to be alone with Nishiki. 

“I don’t trust Nishiki,” I flatly said. Maybe Hide will change his mind about going if I’m honest about how terrible Nishiki is, or I could make him believe I’m uncomfortable and would like us all to go somewhere else, which isn’t entirely wrong. I got lucky last night with the hit I landed on him, and I doubt the universe would allow me to be this lucky twice in a row. 

“Aww, (Y/n), after all these years, you still don’t trust me,” Nishiki says. He walks towards me and tries to wrap his arm around my shoulder, but I step to the side, brushing him off. That annoyed him, and he glared at me through his hooded eyes. His face will get stuck in a permanent glare if he does it one more time. 

Hide slides between the brunette and me, an uncomfortable chuckle escaping his lips, “Well, let’s head out then.” 

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Nishiki and Hide chatted as we walked along the sidewalk while Kaneki and I sulked in the back. Well, Kaneki was the one sulking as I burned daggers into Nishiki’s back. We encountered a Taiyaki stand on our way, and Nishiki insisted we get some. Hide seemed happy to snack on something, and I begrudgingly accepted the treat. I had drunk all my coffee earlier, so I couldn’t wash the vile taste down after eating the Taiyaki. Kaneki watched Nishiki and me with amazement at how we stomached the food. He must learn to eat and look like he’s enjoying it if he still wants to blend in with his friend. 

“Nishio, how much further?” Hide asks the brunette.

“It’s just around the corner here.” The tall male walks up behind the blonde boy. Before I could react, Nishiki slammed his foot into Hide’s back, sending him flying into the wall ahead of us. 

“Hide!” Kaneki and I screamed. 

Without thinking, I released my kagune, and I rushed towards Nishki. He quickly dodged my attack and then slammed his foot on me. The sheer pressure of him stomping me into the ground broke the concrete beneath me. I could feel the snapping of my ribs, and I groaned in pain as I tried to wriggle my way out. He had me pinned.

“I won’t be going easy on you today (Y/n). We’re not by your precious Anteiku, so I don’t have to worry about those shitheads showing up to help you.” I should’ve known I won yesterday because he didn’t want to deal with Mr. Yoshimura or Yomo. “My strength can match Touka’s or even Yomos if I wanted it to, and right now, I’m just using 80%.” He pushes his foot even further into my body. Then he kicks my side, sending me tumbling across the floor. I really shouldn’t have turned down all those sparing sessions from Yomo. They could have come in handy right now. Even with the blinding pain shooting through my abdomen, I pull myself off the ground and take a fighting stance. I won’t give up until I can’t move anymore.

This time, I wait for Nishiki to come towards me, and when he gets close enough to try and kick me again, I swing my sword down at him and slash his leg. “You bitch!” He yells at me, stumbling backward. Oh, good, I landed a blow. It wasn’t the leg his kagune wraps around, but it’ll kill his speed with how much he relies on his legs. It won’t give me an advantage, but it might help me. I could see the blood boiling inside him, and I prepared myself for his next move, knowing Nishiki would be full of anger.  But nothing could’ve prepared me for the way he slammed his head against mine, causing the room to spin and taking advantage of my momentary dizziness to kick his kagune straight through my stomach. Blood trickled up my throat, and I choked on the thick fluid, spitting some up onto the brunette boy’s face. 

“You’re so fucking weak.” Nishiki slowly retracted his kagune from my body. With a loud thud, my body collapsed to the ground. My vision was fading in and out, and a loud buzzing rang throughout my ears. I tried to pull myself together, but couldn’t determine which way was up or down. The pain was so unreal that my body almost went numb, but I could feel the warm liquid coat my skin. I could practically make out two blurry figures fighting against one another and hear a faint scream in the distance. My sense of self was slowly starting to come back. I lifted my head to see Nishiki hovering over Hide. Nishiki’s foot was lifted over the blonde boy’s head, and he slammed it against his face. I still couldn’t distinguish his exact words, but I knew he was taunting Kaneki. He slammed his foot down again.

“N-No,” I tried to croak out, but the only thing that came out of my mouth was more blood. I couldn’t let him hurt Hide. He could kill him without even meaning to. With the bit of strength left in my body, I hurried to fling myself over the vibrant boy, and once my body was over his, a heavy foot collided with my skull. Then everything turned black.

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When I woke back up, I was lying in my bed at Anteiku, and the pain I felt in my abdomen was nearly gone. I dragged my sore body out of bed and hobbled into the hallway. A slight cramp sprang through my stomach, letting me know I hadn’t completely healed yet. My feet dragged against the floor, and I stopped before Mr. Yoshimura’s office. I tapped my knuckles against the wooden door and waited for the older man’s voice to float through, letting me know I could enter. He seemed surprised to see me out of bed and standing before him. 

“(Y/n), what are you doing out of bed? You should be resting.” Mr. Yoshimura’s voice was strict but caring. 

“H-Hide, what happened to him?” My throat felt raw, and the words tumbling out didn’t sound right.

“Here, I’ll show you.” Mr. Yoshimura held his arm out to me, and I gratefully accepted. He helped me walk down the hall to one of the empty rooms and slid the door open. On the bed lay a boy sleeping, his head wrapped up and tufts of dirty blonde hair sticking out of the top. Tears threatened to spill from my eyes, and my lips trembled.

“W-what happened?” I choked out.

“Touka was passing by and was able to stop the fight. She immediately called Yomo to explain the situation, and we quickly rushed to help. Then we brought everyone back to Anteiku.” 

“So Touka saved us. I guess I’ll have to thank her later,” I paused and stared at the serene boy lying on the bed. “Is it okay if I stay in here?” 

Mr. Yoshimura nodded and then turned around to leave me alone with Hide. I hobbled closer to the bed and kneeled on the floor beside him. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered to the boy, “I’m so, so, s-sorry.” My body began to convulse as the tears came flooding out. I draped my body over the side of the bed and stayed lying there until I cried myself back to sleep.

I was woken up by the sound of the door sliding open. I whipped my head off the bed to see Kaneki standing in the doorway, tears also staining his eyes. A look of relief washed over him as he stared down at his friend, who was still alive. 

“Kaneki,” My voice was soft, “I’m so glad you’re okay.” I flashed a small smile at him.

“(Y/n), I-I,” the black-haired male gripped his stomach and then glanced back at Mr. Yoshimura standing behind him. “I don’t feel hungry anymore…” Kanekis’s voice trailed off. “What did you do to me?” He asked the older man.

“There is only one way to eliminate a ghoul’s hunger, and I think you know what that is.” Mr. Yoshimura said matter-of-factly, “If you kept going down the road you were on, you would have killed your friend.” The old man’s usually closed eyes opened widely, and he looked Kaneki straight on, “Accept what you are.” 

The poor boy hung his head, and the tears slipped past his eyes and fell to the floor, “I-I don’t want to hurt anyone.”

“You don’t have to,” I finally spoke, “Here at Anteiku, we get our food without hurting humans.”

“I-I, I just feel like I don’t belong anywhere,” Kaneki cried out, “I’m not a human anymore, but I’m also not a ghoul.” 

“You’re wrong, young man,” Mr. Yoshimura said, resting a hand on Kaneki’s shoulder. “You’re both. You’re the only person who can exist in both worlds. So let us help you. We can teach you about ghouls, and you can teach us about humans.” 

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Hide’s POV

I woke up with an intense pounding in my head, and my body was sore. The last thing I remember was walking with Nishiki, Kaneki, and (Y/n), and then something crashed into me, knocking me out cold. There was a split moment where I remember fading back into consciousness, and something, no, someone, was covering my body. It was (Y/n), but it felt like a fever dream. I’m not sure if that was even real. I took in the room around me, and it didn’t seem like a hospital. Where was I? This is just a regular bedroom, but who brought me here? What even happened? I slowly sat up in the bed, my body aching in protest, but stopped mid-movement when I noticed a (h/c) haired girl slumped over the bed I was lying on.  

Her cheek rested on her arms, and her back rose with a deep breath. Salty trails stained her face, and my chest tightened at the thought that she lay here crying till she most likely passed out. Gently, I reached out to her soft face and rubbed away the marks her tears left. She leaned into my touch, so I left my hand there, cupping her cheek. (Y/n), I can’t help but feel like you saved me today, but hurt yourself in the process of doing it. My finger lightly rubbed against her skin, and I leaned down carefully, kissing her forehead. She’s been through a lot these past few days and deserves rest. Maybe I should get up and lay her in the bed?

Before I could do anything, my ears perked up at the sound of footsteps in the hallway and a set of male voices. One sounded more mature, and the other was a soft voice I knew by heart. Kaneki. He seemed worried, but the other male reassured him. The steps approached my room, and my gut told me I shouldn’t be awake yet. So I quickly laid back down and closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep. The door slid open, and a choked sob left the timid boy’s throat. Oh, Kaneki, he’s never been one to deal with hardships well. I could feel (Y/n)’s body jolt off the bed, and her sweet voice broke through the air. She greeted Kaneki and expressed how thankful she was that he was okay. It seems that whatever happened, we were all hurt badly. 

The next few moments were challenging to stay still for, but they confirmed many things I already suspected. Kaneki is half-ghoul, and in fact, everyone in this room is a ghoul except me. Honestly, it didn’t scare me; I was just relieved to know why my friend was acting differently now, and it killed me to hear him sound so broken. So lonely. He would be dumb if he thought I would stop being his friend because he’s different now. It also makes sense why (Y/n) acted weirdly with me. She’s scared to get close to a human, but I’ll slowly show her it’s okay. 

The older gentleman had left the room to give Kaneki some space after their emotional conversation, and (Y/n) was about to go when Kaneki called out to her. “Wait, (Y/n),” my friend spoke softly. “I just wanted to say I’m sorry for all the harsh things I said to you last night.” 

Harsh things he said? Did he say something rude to her? Was that why she didn’t want to join us when I first asked?

“It’s okay; it wasn’t anything I hadn’t heard before,” Her voice made me want to jump out of bed and pull her into my arms.

“It’s not okay, and I’m realizing that now. You sacrificed yourself to keep Hide safe when I could barely fight or keep myself together. You threw your body over him to protect him from Nishio.” 

What?! So, I wasn’t hallucinating. She was covering me to keep me safe.

“Thank you for keeping my best friend safe,” Kaneki cried. This brought me back to the cafe where the (h/c) haired girl told me how she saved Kaneki. She truly is something else, isn’t she?

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AN:

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I do plan on posting this story on Quotev first before anything else, so look for it there!

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Love Me... Until the End

Special Chapter 1

First time with Y/N meeting her Yanderes Hide, Kaneki, and Touka!

This is a Yandere Tokyo Ghoul x Female Reader Fic!

MDNI!!

The memory of the first time Hide met (Y/N) was like a faint, elusive dream—one that danced in his mind, flickering between the present and the past, never fully clear but always present, like a shadow he could never quite escape. He had been twelve years old, far too young to understand the kind of bond they would form, far too naive to recognize the possessiveness that would grow in his heart. But even then, something about her, something in the way she had looked at him, had made his heart race. From that first meeting, she became someone who would be with him in his thoughts—someone he would never truly forget.

It had been late afternoon, the sun dipping low in the sky, casting the world in soft golds and oranges as Hide made his way home from the park. He had spent the day tossing a ball with Kaneki, laughing over something silly. Hide wasn’t particularly good at sports, but it didn’t matter. Kaneki was his friend, and it felt good to have someone to be with, someone who didn’t make Hide feel like he was just a shadow in the world.

But as he walked down the familiar street, his steps slowed when he heard something—faint at first but unmistakable. It was a soft, high-pitched cry, and then a dog’s bark. The bark was aggressive, almost as if it were warning something or someone. It was the sound of distress, of fear, and it tore through him like a sharp sting.

Hide’s breath hitched in his throat. Without thinking, he turned and ran toward the sound. His sneakers slapped against the pavement as he rushed down the street, heart hammering in his chest. He couldn’t explain it, but something was pulling him toward the sound, like an invisible string tugging at him from the depths of his chest. His mind screamed at him to go faster.

As he rounded the corner, he froze. The sight before him was worse than he could have imagined. A small girl—no older than six or seven—was backed into a corner of a narrow alley, tears streaking down her face. Her arms were outstretched, trying to shield herself, but she was trapped. The dog was large and menacing, growling, teeth bared. It wasn’t letting up, and neither was the girl’s terrified sobbing.

Hide’s heart dropped into his stomach. The raw, frantic fear in the child’s eyes made his blood run cold. Without another thought, he grabbed the ball under his arm, wound up, and hurled it at the dog. The ball hit the dog square in the side with a satisfying thud, and the dog yelped, skittering back in surprise. For a moment, it hesitated, then turned and bolted, retreating into the shadows.

The child was still sitting on the ground, trembling with fear, her tiny body shaking uncontrollably. Hide didn’t waste any time. He rushed to her side, kneeling in front of her. He had to make sure she was okay. He couldn’t leave her alone in such a state.

“Hey, it’s okay now,” he said softly, trying to calm her. His voice was gentle but firm, like he needed her to know that she was safe now. His hands instinctively reached out to wipe the tears from her cheeks. His touch was tentative at first, as though he were afraid she would flinch away. But to his surprise, she didn’t. The trembling stopped, but the silence lingered, heavy and thick.

The girl looked up at him with wide, tear-streaked eyes. She blinked a few times as if she couldn’t quite believe that the dog was gone. Slowly, she hiccupped, sniffling as she tried to steady her breath. Hide gave her a small, reassuring smile.

“That’s better,” he said, relieved to see her calming down. “You’re safe now. Don’t worry.”

She didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she just stared at him for a moment, her tear-streaked face filled with confusion and wariness. Then, after what felt like an eternity, she spoke in a soft, hesitant voice.

“I’m (Y/N),” she said, the words so small, so fragile, and yet, they had the power to lock his heart in place. There was something about the way she said her name—something so innocent, so pure—that made his chest tighten with an emotion he couldn’t name.

Hide couldn’t help but smile, a warmth spreading in his chest. There was something special about her, something that he couldn’t quite explain. He wanted to protect her. He wanted to keep her safe from all the dangers in the world. The protective instinct surged through him, overwhelming and powerful.

“I’m Hide,” he said, his voice soft. “Let me walk you home.”

The girl blinked up at him, looking unsure for a moment. Hide’s heart raced as he waited, wondering if she would refuse. But after a few seconds, she seemed to relax, and with a small nod, she allowed him to help her up.

As they began to walk down the street together, Hide couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of calm settle over him. It was as though everything in his world had aligned at that moment. The sun was setting, the world was quiet, and he was walking beside (Y/N), her small hand clasped in his. It was a simple, mundane moment for anyone else, but to Hide, it was everything.

He glanced down at her as they walked, noting the way her hand still held tightly onto his. There was something about her touch—something so innocent, so fragile—that made him feel protective in a way he had never experienced before. It was as if he were meant to be the one to keep her safe, to shield her from all the cruel things in the world.

By the time they reached her home, Hide felt a strange sense of loss. He didn’t want to let go of her hand. He didn’t want to part ways, even though he knew he had to. He wanted to stay by her side, to make sure she was always safe, always protected. He couldn’t explain it, but (Y/N) had already become someone who mattered to him more than anything.

“You’ll be okay now,” Hide said softly, standing at the gate to her house. “I’ll make sure nothing happens to you.”

She looked up at him with wide eyes, the same fear that had been there earlier now replaced with something else—something he couldn’t quite place. There was a flicker of trust in her gaze, and that made his heart skip a beat.

“I’ll see you later, (Y/N),” he said, his voice more uncertain than he’d intended. But the words felt right, like they were sealing something important between them.

She nodded quietly, her small form stepping back toward the door.

And as Hide turned to walk away, something inside him shifted, something deep and primal. He knew, in that moment, that he couldn’t let her go. (Y/N) had somehow burrowed herself into his heart, and he wasn’t sure how to let her out.

Now, in the present, Hide stood in the darkness of his room, the memory of that first meeting swirling in his mind. His fingers clenched around his mask, the tightness in his chest a constant reminder of the feelings that had only grown since that moment. (Y/N) was his. She had been his from the start, whether she realized it or not.

Hide’s lips curled into a soft, possessive smile. The years had only made him more certain of one thing: (Y/N) belonged to him. And nothing, nothing would ever tear them apart.

He needed her.

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Haise gripped his head tightly, his nails digging into his scalp as pain and confusion rippled through him. He could feel Kaneki fighting him for control, pushing against his mind with all the force he could muster. Kaneki was desperate, grasping at fragments of their shared memories, trying to force his way to the surface. Haise struggled to hold him back, but the effort was futile.

The ghoul pushed forward a memory, one that felt strangely familiar, even though it wasn’t Haise’s. It was Kaneki’s—his, from long before Haise had even come into being. A moment so precious to Kaneki that he couldn’t let go of it, not even for a second. The memory of when he first met her. The human. (Y/N).

Haise’s vision blurred as Kaneki’s dominance grew stronger, and his mind was assaulted by images of that day. He felt a sharp, possessive ache deep in his chest. The desire to claim her as his own, to protect her from anyone and anything that might hurt her. Kaneki’s feelings surged through him, overwhelming Haise’s own. He wanted her too—his heart, his thoughts, they screamed for her. His chest tightened with frustration, and for a split second, Haise lost control.

Drool dripped from the corner of Haise’s mouth as he witnessed the memory, the sensation of Kaneki’s emotions flooding him as though they were his own. He could see it. He could see her—(Y/N). The girl who had been Kaneki’s from the very beginning. The girl who was now slipping away, slipping further from Kaneki’s grasp every day.

“Kaneki, wait up!” Hide’s voice rang out, cutting through the air like a soft breeze. The two of them had been walking together, Hide and Kaneki, but now Kaneki had stopped and turned to see Hide walking toward him.

Kaneki’s eyes briefly flicked to Hide’s hand. He was holding someone’s hand. A girl’s hand. And in that moment, jealousy burned inside him like a fire that refused to be extinguished. He wasn’t supposed to feel this way. He was supposed to be Hide’s friend. But that girl… She wasn’t supposed to be here. She wasn’t supposed to be with Hide.

As Hide reached Kaneki, he pulled the girl closer, almost as if he were showing her off to Kaneki, his face radiating a strange pride. Kaneki watched them silently, unable to tear his eyes away from her. The girl was shy, hiding behind Hide a little, her cheeks flushed with a soft pink. She glanced up at Kaneki, and for a fleeting moment, their eyes met. Kaneki felt his breath catch in his throat.

“Kaneki, this is my friend, (Y/N),” Hide said, his voice full of excitement and happiness. “I saved her from a wild dog and wanted to introduce you two.”

Kaneki looked at Hide for a long moment, then at the girl. His heart skipped a beat. She was… beautiful. There was something about her—something about the way she looked, the way she moved, the way her eyes held a mixture of innocence and something deeper that Kaneki couldn’t place. The air around her seemed to shimmer, as though she were untouched by the world, untouched by the chaos Kaneki had known for so long.

(Y/N) took a small step forward, her tiny frame almost dwarfed by the larger boys around her. She bowed to Kaneki, and Kaneki felt his pulse quicken at the sight of her.

“I am (Y/N). Please treat me well,” she said softly, her voice sweet but tentative. The words made his heart thrum.

Kaneki, stunned, bowed in return. He had to fight back the overwhelming urge to stare at her, to bask in her presence. His smile was gentle but sincere, though his eyes roamed her figure more than they should have. He had to be careful. He couldn’t let her think that he was anything but kind, but inside, he couldn’t help but feel a deep hunger—a desire to be closer to her, to know her, to be the one by her side.

“I am Kaneki,” he said, his voice trembling slightly with the weight of his emotions. “Please treat me well.”

When he rose from his bow, he saw her smile, bright and radiant. That smile—he couldn’t look away. It was as though the entire world had stopped moving, and it was just him and her. Her warmth, her presence, it was everything Kaneki had ever wanted. He had never met anyone like her.

(Y/N) smiled back at him. “Let’s be good friends, Kaneki,” she said, her voice like honey, wrapping around his heart, pulling him in.

Kaneki’s heart swelled with happiness. Her words were like a song to him, filling him with an aching kind of joy. He wanted more. He needed more. He took a step toward her and, without thinking, reached for her hand. His fingers brushed against hers, and then they were intertwined. Her small, delicate hand in his, and it was like the world had suddenly made sense. Everything felt right.

“Yes, (Y/N),” he whispered, his voice full of promise. “Let’s be the best of friends. Forever.”

But as his hand closed around hers, he felt it. A flicker of something—something not quite right. He glanced over at Hide, who was watching him with a sharp look in his eyes, a frown tugging at his lips. It was subtle, but Kaneki didn’t miss it.

Hide was jealous. Hide didn’t like the way Kaneki was looking at (Y/N). Hide didn’t like that he was the one holding her hand.

Kaneki could feel the shift in the air, the subtle tension. He was sure of it now. Hide wasn’t just his friend. He wasn’t just a companion anymore. No, Hide wanted something more. He wanted (Y/N) for himself. Kaneki had always known there was a possessiveness in Hide—he had felt it even back then, in the very beginning. But now, seeing it in his eyes, Kaneki felt a sudden, overwhelming surge of protectiveness for (Y/N). She was his. She had to be. Hide couldn’t have her. He couldn’t take her away from him.

Haise’s eyes fluttered open, snapping back to the present. The memory faded, slipping away like smoke through his fingers. He could still feel it though—that hunger, that desperate desire. Kaneki’s longing for (Y/N) was still there, lurking beneath the surface. Haise had been able to hold him back before, but now… Now he was slipping.

Haise gripped his head tighter, his mind a battleground. Kaneki surged forward again, his presence overwhelming. The desire for (Y/N), the possessiveness, it was all so strong. Kaneki’s thoughts poured into Haise’s mind—fragments of images, flashes of the past.

She was beautiful. She was perfect. She was meant to be his.

Haise’s chest tightened. He could feel Kaneki’s lust, his longing for the girl. Haise didn’t want to admit it, but the feelings were mutual. He wanted (Y/N) too, perhaps in ways that Kaneki didn’t fully understand.

But Haise knew one thing: Kaneki would hurt her. Kaneki’s obsession would destroy her. Haise wasn’t like that. He would protect (Y/N). He would be the one to keep her safe, to make sure no one took her away from him again.

For now, he would wait. He would bide his time. But when the moment came, when (Y/N) was finally his… Kaneki would have no choice but to watch as Haise claimed what was rightfully his.

But for now, Haise had to deal with the ache in his chest—the ache that came from wanting someone so badly that it hurt, from knowing that she was slipping further and further away with every passing second.

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Touka sat quietly on the floor of her small, dimly lit room, her back resting against the cold wall. She stared at the collection of photos pinned up across it—dozens of snapshots that all featured one person: (Y/N). She ran her fingers lightly over the edges of the pictures, each one holding a memory that Touka both cherished and regretted. Her eyes drifted to the shirt that lay folded neatly in her lap, the one (Y/N) had left behind all those years ago.

The scent had long since faded, leaving only the faintest trace of (Y/N)’s presence. Yet, even though the fabric was worn and soft, Touka couldn’t bring herself to part with it. It had belonged to her. A small piece of her, a connection to the human who had slipped into her life so quietly and then left just as quietly.

Touka brought the shirt to her face, breathing in deeply, hoping to catch even the faintest trace of the familiar scent. The memories came rushing back, unbidden and powerful. It had been years, but the recollection of the first time they had met felt as vivid as ever.

Touka had been waiting tables, as she often did, when she heard the soft jingle of the doorbell above the café’s entrance. She didn’t think much of it at first—after all, the café wasn’t particularly busy at that time of day. But something about the girl who walked in caught her attention. She was plain, almost forgettable in appearance at first glance, but there was something intriguing about her. A quiet presence that Touka couldn’t quite place.

The girl had entered with an air of nonchalance, her gaze unfocused as she looked around. Touka didn’t think much of it until she caught the faint, subtle scent that trailed behind her—a delicate, sweet smell that felt warm and inviting, like fresh rain on a spring morning. It was a stark contrast to the usual blend of coffee and sugar that filled the air.

Touka finished taking the order of the table she was serving before turning her attention to the new girl who had seated herself at a small table by the window. She approached, pen in hand, ready to take the order.

“May I have a name?” Touka asked, her voice polite, yet her curiosity piqued.

The girl glanced up from her phone, her expression relaxed but kind. She gave Touka a small smile that, despite its simplicity, made Touka’s heart skip a beat. It wasn’t the typical friendly smile that most customers gave her—it was different. It was warm, genuine, and just a little bit shy.

“It’s (Y/N),” the girl answered softly, her voice low and calming.

Touka looked at her for a moment longer, caught off guard by how easily she was drawn to this girl. She had an unassuming beauty, one that wasn’t loud or attention-grabbing, but it was there, subtle and undeniable. Touka quickly shook herself out of her trance and forced her focus back on the task at hand.

“(Y/N)… Nice to meet you,” Touka replied, jotting the name down.

(Y/N) paused for a moment before continuing. “This is my first time here. Would you mind recommending me a drink?”

Touka tilted her head slightly, trying to think of the best suggestion. She was a little surprised by the question; most customers didn’t bother asking for recommendations—they just ordered what they knew. But there was something about (Y/N) that made Touka want to make the perfect choice for her.

“What’s your favorite type of coffee?” Touka asked, her pen hovering above her pad.

(Y/N) thought for a moment, her expression distant as though lost in her own thoughts. She was the kind of person who didn’t rush to answer, taking her time as she formulated her response.

“I normally have a hot black coffee in the mornings,” (Y/N) replied casually, almost as if she were talking to herself. “But in the afternoon, I like an iced black coffee with hazelnut crème.”

Touka nodded, already visualizing the drink in her mind. It was a perfect blend of simplicity and sweetness—just like (Y/N). There was something comforting about the way she spoke, her voice low and steady, like a soft melody that could lull you into a sense of peace.

Touka smiled, the beginnings of a warm feeling stirring in her chest. “How about a black coffee with a hazelnut scone? I think that would go well with your usual choice.”

(Y/N) gave a small, thoughtful nod, her eyes lighting up a bit. “That sounds perfect. Thank you.”

Touka’s heart gave a small, almost imperceptible flutter at the smile that followed. It wasn’t the kind of smile that could brighten an entire room, but it was enough to make Touka’s pulse quicken. There was something about it—something simple, yet undeniable.

“I’ll be right back with your coffee and scone,” Touka said, her voice sounding slightly more flustered than usual. She turned and hurried to the counter, her mind racing. She was used to serving customers, but something about (Y/N) had unsettled her in a way she couldn’t explain. The girl was so… calm. Unbothered. So different from the usual chaotic energy of the café. And yet, it was magnetic.

As she prepared the drink, Touka found herself humming softly, her hands moving with a kind of absent confidence. She felt lighter than she had in weeks, as though the simple task of making coffee had suddenly become something worth savoring. With each movement, each step closer to (Y/N)’s table, her thoughts swirled around the girl’s presence.

She finished pouring the coffee and placed the scone on a plate, carefully drizzling the hazelnut crème over the top. As she made her way back to (Y/N)’s table, she couldn’t stop the smile from forming on her lips. The girl was still there, still looking so effortlessly cool and composed, but there was a soft spark of something in her eyes as she glanced up at Touka.

Touka gently set the cup of coffee and plate down in front of (Y/N), her hand brushing against hers for a brief moment. It was almost electric.

“Thank you, Touka,” (Y/N) said simply, her voice still calm but tinged with genuine gratitude.

Touka felt her chest tighten. She was in trouble. She had fallen for this girl, this human, this presence that had come into her life so quietly and left such an indelible mark. She forced herself to smile back, her heart hammering in her chest.

“You’re welcome,” Touka replied softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

As she walked away, Touka could feel her gaze lingering on (Y/N)’s table. She couldn’t explain it, but she wanted to be near her. To talk to her more. To know her better. Her chest tightened with a longing that she hadn’t felt in a long time. There was something about (Y/N)—something so gentle and soothing, something that made Touka crave her company more than anything.

The memory of that moment, that small exchange, stayed with Touka long after (Y/N) had left. She couldn’t stop thinking about it, about how easy it had felt to be around her. The connection, the way they had both been so comfortable in each other’s presence—it was rare. Too rare.

Now, as she sat alone in her room, clutching the shirt that (Y/N) had left behind, the ache in her chest grew stronger. She missed her. She needed her. She longed for her calm, her kindness, her simple presence.

Touka buried her face in the fabric of the shirt, inhaling deeply. She wanted her back. She wanted to share more quiet moments over coffee. She wanted to be close to her again, to hold her and never let go.

(Y/N) wouldn’t leave her again. Touka wouldn’t let her. Not this time.

[desisailormoon]

It is modern day Tokyo. Years have passed since the Dragon War. Faux allyships between Ghoul and Mankind have crumbled like castles under poor leadership and glorified silver linings. From the ashes rose tired, angry, and vengeful ghouls that were given fragile promises and hope at living a normal life.

The TSC and CCG are now at war. The CCG believes that it is their rightful title as Japan's proper justice division. The wards have been distorted in chaos, as constant warring over Tokyo's wards appear to be never-ending.

OCs and canon characters are both welcome!

[matchaxberries]

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smut ♡ | fluff ✩ | angst ✧ | dark/disturbing ☾

Last updated 4/18/25

⤷ Danganronpa

Kyoko Kirigiri x F Reader (Smudged Kisses) ✩

Celestia Ludenburg x F Reader (Smudged Kisses) ✩

⤷ Five Nights at Freddy’s

Sun/Moon x F Reader (Omegaverse; Headcanons) ♡

Sun/Moon x F Reader (Omegaverse; Punished Prey) ♡

Monty Gator x F Reader (Kinktober; Biting/Marking) ♡

⤷ Genshin Impact

Xiao x GN Reader (Headcanons/Drabbles)✩♡

⤷ Jujutsu Kaisen

Megumi Fushiguro x GN Reader (His Bunny) ✧♡

⤷ My Hero Academia

Tenya Iida x M Reader (Kinktober; Stay Quiet) ♡

⤷ Mystic Messenger

Zen x GN Reader (Kinktober; Haunted Party) ♡

⤷ Naruto

Gaara x GN Reader (Headcanons) ✩

Kakashi Hatake x F Reader (Kinktober; Masked) ♡

⤷ Overwatch

Genji x F Reader (A Steady Hand) ✩

Moira x GN Reader (Táim Anseo Dhuit) ✩

⤷ Tokyo Ghoul

Hideyoshi Nagachika x OC (Headcanons) ✩

Uta x GN Reader (Kinktober; Piercings) ♡

⤷ Valorant

Sage x Chamber (A Mission Gone, Well?) ✩

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