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ilyluffy · 9 months
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𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟒: 𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐤𝐢 。°。° 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: ken kaneki x afab!reader
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut {minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked}
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: hard dom!kaneki, brat taming, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, pussy slapping, degradation, slut shaming, mentions of breeding, throat fucking, cum swallowing
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“𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄’𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄?” ken snarls down at you. your brain has been turned to mush at this point. following multiple orgasms had you had no strength left in you to speak, much less act like a brat.
when you fail to respond a malicious laugh rises in ken’s throat. “that’s what i thought”.
by now you foolishly think that the lesson is over. the lesson ken promised to teach you when you started talking back to him earlier. with you being rendered into a drooling mess you believe that he should have no other reason to continue punishing you.
oh how wrong you were… his cock is still inside your spent out pussy so there’s nothing stopping him from starting to snap his hips again.
you let out an overstimulated sob when you feel his dick drag against your gummy walls. you can’t take anymore but ken doesn’t seem to care. in fact his palm comes down to slap against your tender clit in order to shut you up. your loud whining immediately shifts into a pathetic little whimper at the stinging sensation.
“stupid slut, if you didn’t want this you should have thought about that before misbehaving” ken growls, showing no sign of going easy on you. you thought at the very least he’d be tired after fucking you for hours. surely his pace should be a tiny bit slower, right? no, ken was fucking your so fast that it was like this was your first round.
all you can do is lay there and take it. your legs, which surely wouldn’t work by the end of this, tremble as they sit on ken’s shoulders. it’s hard to hear all of the degrading comments leaving the man’s lips with the wet noises coming from your cunt. it’s a result of your juices mixing in with his seed. if him calling you a dumb whore wasn’t enough to humiliate you then surely the sounds worthy of the fittest porn would.
“i’ll give you a break after i cum one last time but don’t expect me to breed you again. this time you’re gonna swallow” ken orders, showing you his version of mercy. it’s not like you're in a position to refuse so you nod your head in exhaustion.
with eyes lidded, you watch as ken uses your hole to his liking. you don’t have it in you to make anymore of a mess but that doesn’t matter because ken’s cock is starting to twitch inside of you. pulling out, he grabs a handful of your hair. yanking your face up to his cock, he shoves the whole thing past your lips. somehow you find the energy to suck as ken begins to fuck your throat.
“that’s a good little cumdump” he groans as his tip rams against the back of your throat. “fuck- cumming. make sure to drink it all”.
you do as your order, gagging as you attempt to gulp down all his semen as it’s released into your mouth. luckily because he’s already emptied his balls a couple times too, it isn’t much. just a few salty ropes.
once all he has to offer is in your stomach, ken pulls you off of his softening length. “alright i’m done” he assures you, allowing you to collapse back down onto the bed. “you can get some sleep”.
“not mad at me anymore?” you slur, having difficulty just forming a sentence.
ken nods as he runs a hand through his damp white hair. “i’m not mad. 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍’𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆”.
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fairy-writes · 10 months
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Here is my second request!!
Could I please get a kaneki ken with the action prompt 7? Fluff please!
STITCHES AND KISSES
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Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!
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Fandom(s): Tokyo Ghoul
Pairing(s): Kaneki Ken x Gender Neutral!Human!Investigator!Reader
Prompt: Bandaging/washing their lover’s wounds after a fight (Action Prompt #7)
Notes: This is like… post-Jason Kaneki
This is for my 1K followers event! It’s going on between June 8th and June 22nd!
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By definition, your relationship with Kaneki Ken was forbidden. 
The infamous half-ghoul and the prodigy of Arima Kishou? That was almost as good as being a Montague and a Capulet. 
You got lost in thought as your lover hunted through your apartment for your first aid kit.
Would the CCG be the Capulets if this were indeed a Romeo and Juliet story? They were the ones who had more power, after all. They were able to walk around freely during the day, freely hunting down their prey while ghouls hid in fear for their lives.
A gentle caress on the back of your head made you jump and look up from your spot on the side of the bathtub.
Kaneki Ken stands illuminated by the bathroom light, but you swear you’ve never seen anything more handsome. The harsh luminescence makes his white hair almost transparent, and his dark gray eyes are overshadowed as he bends his head and sits beside you. 
“You found it?” You ask, and he nods, keeping quiet, and you don’t miss how he doesn’t say a word. 
He’s angry. That much is obvious. 
You don’t want to argue, don’t want to fight. So you wordlessly unbutton your white work shirt that’s coated in your own blood and shed it, tossing it in the bathroom sink. Then, you turn around so he can see how bad the damage is. While he doesn’t say a word, you hear the almost inaudible gasp that escapes him. 
And you know how bad it is.
The kagune of the Aogiri Tree ghoul had cut deeply into your shoulder blades and spine. It wasn’t lethal. You could still walk and everything. It had been a tough fight, with you getting the injuries protecting a small child that had almost been a midnight snack for the ghoul. He—or she, you couldn’t tell with the mask—had been an Ukaku type, with wings of reds and purples that you, frankly, found beautiful. 
It almost hurt you to kill them. 
But you had to remind yourself that all ghouls weren’t like Kaneki. They weren’t all like Anteiku. Some of them are simply man-eating monsters, people or not; that wasn’t something you could forgive that easily. 
The sting of antiseptic has you jolting from your memories, and you hiss in pain against your attempts to keep quiet. Ken murmurs a soft “sorry” but doesn’t stop cleaning the gunk and grime out of the gash. 
“You’ll need stitches.” He says in that quiet voice of his. You hum,
“I trust you.” You whisper, and he doesn’t respond. 
He’s been so silent after everything with Jason. But you still hear soft cries when he thinks you’re asleep. You still see the almost invisible shaking of his hands when there’s a loud, unexpected noise. 
You still see how broken he is because of it. 
But you also see how strong it made him. He loves fiercer, holds you just a few seconds longer every time he hugs you, every time he kisses you. 
The pain of the needle dipping in and out of your skin and muscles has you biting your knuckle to keep quiet. While your neighbors knew what you did for a living, that didn’t mean they had to know you were in agony. 
Ken, luckily, makes it quick. He ties off the thread and cuts it before leaning in to press a gentle kiss to the wound. His lips are soft, and when he leans his forehead between your shoulder blades, you can feel how worried he is. 
Because he almost lost you tonight. 
If your partner had been a few seconds slower or hadn’t gotten you away from the ghoul in time, you would have died. Would have left him alone.
“You don’t have to be so gentle.” You say and feel him shift, wrapping a strong arm around your waist and pulling you tenderly into his chest. 
“Yes, I do.” He says, and you hear his voice crack, “Someone has to be.”
And that breaks your heart. 
Because you know it’s true. 
Your hands are perpetually coated in red and covered in harsh calluses and blisters from handling your quinque. Your body is hard with muscle from endless fights. 
You aren’t gentle with yourself. You know it. Ken knows it. 
Abruptly, you realize he’s talking. 
“My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, for both are infinite.” He whispers, and you smile. Weren’t you just thinking about Romeo and Juliet? You lean your head back and turn it so you can kiss his hair.
“Is that a roundabout way of saying you love me?” You ask and feel him chuckle, feel the vibrations against your back.
“I suppose so.” Is all he says. But he doesn’t need to say more. 
Because you can tell he loves you.
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mizutenshii · 6 months
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KISS MY BLOODIED LIPS.
— pairing ; kaneki ken x human!gn!reader
— summary ; you never expected to kiss one of the hated humanoid monsters, yet here you were. or: first kiss with him.
— cw ; don't worry he doesn't actually have blood on his lips, fluff, awkward first kiss, slight making out? est. relationship
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only god knew why and how you ended up in a dark alley behind anteiku, but you were there and something was about to happen. you weren't dense, you could feel it in the way kaneki was looking at you – or rather, the way his gaze had dropped down to your lips more than once already. a gesture you reciprocated eagerly, until at some point you were just awkwardly staring at each other's lips.
you didn't know how to go from there, as you never kissed someone before. you weren't one to put much thought into what your first kiss would be like, but you always assumed it would be with a human. yet here you were, cornered by the ghoul you grew to adore.
no, kaneki didn't verbally tell you he wanted to kiss you, but you weren't oblivious; there was only one possible outcome to the position you were currently in, and you were afloat on the tight atmosphere. you couldn't wait, although you were incredibly nervous just as much.
"i-is this okay?" the half-ghoul asked, bringing up his hand to cup your cheek. kaneki gazed at you full of worry, as if one wrong move would break the spell and scare you away.
"mhm," you hummed, tilting your head to lean into his light touch a little more. you offered him an awkward smile, not knowing what else to say.
"i never did this before," kaneki confessed. "i guess i'm afraid of messing up, afraid of losing control, i don't know, i just–"
"only one way to find out, right?" you shrugged, trying to come off calm and collected. but your voice was a little shaky and uneven, giving away how nerves got a tight grip on you.
the boy with hair as pale as the moon visibly gulped, but something in his gaze hardened resolutely. it was as if he made up his mind, bringing up his other hand to cup your face completely and tilting your head to his favor. all physical distance was slowly being eliminated, the heavy anticipation palpable in the air between you. kaneki moved closer to you, barely daring to breathe as his eyes fluttered closed. you shuddered when his lips ghosted over yours, a fleeting touch that made both your breath hitch in your throat.
but the ghoul hesitated, froze in his movements, even drew back a little as his eyes opened anxiously. he was nervous, and it wasn't hard to figure out what was on his mind. after all, behind his soft lips rested the teeth of a deadly predator, and right now the hunter brought its teeth close to its prey. 
"we can wait if it doesn't feel okay yet," you reassured him as fear rose in his grey eyes. "we don't have to do it right now, there's no rush."
"no, i want this," kaneki sputtered, a slight frown falling upon his features. "i'm just afraid of hurting you, one way or another."
"i trust you," you solemnly told him.
"you shouldn't," the ghoul shook his head.
"but i do," you countered. "kiss me, ken."
kaneki sighed, muttering something under his breath before he finally gave in. the final distance that separated you was eliminated as his lips met yours – tentative, brief, lingering for but a second before he pulled back. he watched you, and as you showed no signs of dismay he dove right back in. this time he kissed you with more fervor, more courage, his lips moving against yours in a somewhat uncoordinated rhythm.
but god, you were enjoying it. your hands found his sweater, fingers clawing at the soft fabric to pull him even closer to you. he was being careful, he was holding back, you could feel it. but you weren't going to ask for more – not now. you were beyond happy with what he was giving you already.
when he pulled back, he was panting lightly – and so were you. kaneki looked at you, grey eyes full of adoration. you couldn't help but break into a full smile, looping your arms around his neck and hugging him close. the half-ghoul was quick to reciprocate the gesture, pressing a chaste kiss to the top of your head as he held you lovingly.
"see? i can trust you," you giggled lightly, resting your cheek against his shoulder as you clung to him.
"just not too much, okay?" kaneki muttered, his breath rustling your hair. "i'm a monster, and as much as i love you, you'll never know when i mess up."
it was a peculiar love story the two of you had. humans were supposed to despise ghouls, their only enemy. and yet you fought through the natural boundaries, getting too infatuated with one of the hated humanoids and erasing the line that naturally stood between the hunter and their prey.
but it was okay. maybe kaneki didn't trust himself, but you did. and you knew you wouldn't regret it, ever. after all, love was stronger than his hunger, right?
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mizutenshii — O3.1O.2O23 — masterlist
help i never write kiss scenes this was a struggle and i hope it's not a pain to read ><
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captain-astors · 7 months
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Creature. (The rendered ones are referenced from manga panels)
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the-bastard-king · 4 months
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Okay, I AM FINALLY DONE WITH THIS THING. Or as done as I think I'll ever get it to be. If you like HGSN and long-winded theory/essay things then this might be the post for you!
But also I cannot promise that a) any of this will be news to anyone or b) that I'll get through this post without at least once giving someone cause to imagine I look like this:
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Okay so to preface, this idea started when I was rambling here about "Hikaru" being a general menace (affectionate), and got some very cool responses from some other cool blogs. And me, being me, couldn't stop thinking so one idea quickly spiraled into having eighteen more that had me re-reading and taking notes on literally everything that caught my attention (like only half of which made it in here if I'm being real.)
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So let's establish some base line stuff first before I get into any of the actual meat of this post:
"Hikaru's" eyes usually do this:
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Then in chapter 20 and 22 they started doing this:
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It is pretty much confirmed that "Hikaru" is a god/deity, existing outside the circle of reincarnation. So in chapter 15, when he says he is 'alive' (生きてる/ikiteru) but doesn't have a 'life' (命/inochi/lifeforce), being outside of that circle is what he's referring to.
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Reincarnation is a major tenant of Buddhism.
Right now, there are four known names for the god/deity/presence(s) that existed on the mountain: "Hikaru", the Great Brainsnatcher, Unuki-sama (ウヌキ様), and Nounuki-sama (ノイヌキ様).
(The only kanji here, 様 [sama], is merely an honorific meaning Mr./Ms/etc or it serves to make a sentence more polite [which I'm assuming most people know, but just in case]. Worth noting however, that it can also be in reference to the way someone is acting/how they compose themselves.)
The manga has not yet specifically clarified whether or not these four are the same entity, though we can assume that they are all connected in a myriad of ways and at the very least that "Hikaru" is the Great Brainsnatcher, on account of, you know, the theft of Hikaru's brain. However, in regards to the manga not technically clarifying, hold onto this thought for later, especially regarding Nounuki and Unuki.
When they speak to Matsuura-san Jr. at the library in ch. 18 (forgive the name but I have to distinguish between her and her mother somehow), she says: "The Great Brainsnatcher is a god from the mountains. It was said it was one who would grant somethin' in exchange [for] a special offering."
She also mentions tatarigami, implying that the Great Brainsnatcher became one at some point due to a famine that struck the village(s).
Tatarigami are malevolent spirits/fallen gods of immense destruction and chaos. The most popular instance in media that I can think of that has a tatarigami in it is Princess Mononoke. (The boar god, Nago, is taken over by demons, and ends up becoming a tatarigami before being shot down by Ashitaka in the opening scene.)
"Hikaru's" insides are white and black. But right before Matsuura-san Sr. dies at the end of chapter two- allegedly by "Hikaru's" hand, mind you- all we see is a black shadow.
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Okay, cool, so now that we have all of that out of the way, here is were I super suggest you go read (or at least skim) my mythology post about the god Kangiten, the Daikon Radish, and Yoshiki being 'sweet' if you haven't already. It will come into major play from this point forward.
And with that being said, I'm going to split the rest of this post up by stating different points of my theory (or multiple theories I guess??) and then explaining and providing context for each one after.
Theory 1: The Indous are not afraid of the god on the mountain.
I'm going to specify and say that I think their relationship with that god is very different than it is for anyone else who knows about the 'presence' up there. Feeling more as if a) this god watches over the Indous, or b) the god trusts the Indous more than other humans and they are the only ones it allows to get close.
There might be a point C, but for right now I am just going to say I very much get the feeling that the Indous are not specifically this god's "jailer", and I think their sole point of contact with this god isn't just to perform a ritual to keep it contained, regardless of how some of the other older villagers act. There's a few reasons for this, and some are more conjecture/up in the air, like how I feel like no one really knows what the ritual the Indous do even is, and how Hikaru's dad feels very disconnected from the other older folks who Tanaka speaks with over the course of the series. But then, there are also reasons that I feel go a bit too far past coincidence for me to not take notice of them.
In reference to my Daikon Radish post, I genuinely believe the god Matsuura Jr. talks about (Unuki-sama) is somehow connected or inspired by the god Kangiten. And as such, here's a quote from the god Kangiten's Wikipedia page:
On the one hand, he is popularly revered as an extremely efficacious god who grants whatever is asked of him without fail, including impossible wishes. He is also said to watch over those who have a karmic connection with him from the moment of their conception, serving as their invisible companion throughout their lives.
My understanding is that a karmic connection (which is also a part of Buddhist tradition) is when two people find each other and work through some sort of lesson born of their past lives to resolve a karmic debt.
And of course I couldn't help but think about the Indous upon reading the that portion of his wiki. Especially since they seem to have a very unique connection to the god on the mountains/Unuki. For the other villagers Unuki-sama seems to be an object of fear, but for the Indous, they regard the god with some sort of... familiarity(?) An example of this is not just how we see the Indous interact with it, but also because of how "Hikaru" himself acts.
For example:
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Hikaru's grandfather calls Unuki san instead of sama, implying a closer connection with Unuki/the god. Granted, this could be a personal relationship between Hikaru's grandfather and Unuki-sama, but like I said, I doubt it, and my doubt only grew stronger when I got around to re-reading the scene where Hikaru dies.
(I'd settle for anyone as long as they) go keep him company in [my] place.
Hikaru made a wish for this terrible, unknowable god to keep his friend- to keep Yoshiki- from being alone. He could have asked for any impossible wish (including not dying??) but instead he made a wish that gave way to the the Brainsnatcher being able to leave the mountain and not only sate its own loneliness, but Yoshiki's as well.
We may not know Hikaru well, seeing as there is only like two flash backs of him in the entire manga (I might be exaggerating, but the point is there is painfully little of the real him actually seen anywhere, he is the definition of haunting the narrative). But judging from what we do know, Hikaru cared about Yoshiki enough to want to keep him from being lonely. So really, truly, why would he have asked this of the GB if he thought there was even a chance it could be a horrible spirit of chaos and violence? Sure, shock, pain, and blood loss can do horrible things to you, but from a narrative standpoint, I don't think it makes much sense to do something with his last damn breath that could deliberately endanger Yoshiki?
And finally, all of that also makes me think of "Hikaru's" far more tender expression here:
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"Hikaru" doesn't feel like the ritual failing is why he was able to leave, and perhaps it is obvious and I'm just barking up a fallen tree, but I'm inclined to believe the only reason "Hikaru" was able to come down from the mountains is simply because Hikaru Indou wished him to.
Theory 2: I think the village(s) owe a karmic debt and in some way or another the Indous are the ones responsible for the upkeep on this debt.
Hikaru's grandfather specifically comments, "This village... [???] The karma runs deep..."
@entertext's translation of ch. 17.2 says that the village 'bears a heavy karma from a long time ago.'
(The middle, seemingly unintelligible part is the same in the OG pages as it is in the scanlation screenshot above. Some of it looks like it might be in a cursive, but I will be real the extent of my experience with Japanese cursive is that one chapter of Blue Exorcist where Rin being illiterate is reality for moment there until Shura realizes it's in cursive and she also can't read it, so I don't think that's a good sign my horrifically dyslexic ass has a good shot at deciphering it either. But I digress-)
I will be real with you, I don't have too much to go on with this one. We know these things for sure though. (Spoilers for untranslated chapters.)
There is someone in "Hikaru's" memories from the past that looks like they could be related to Hikaru, who carried a severed head up to (most likely) the place literally named 'Severed Head' and came face to face with Unuki-sama/"Hikaru".
(Ch. 22.3) There were large amounts of bones found in each of the villages and each type of bone was specific to the name of the village where it was found (Udekari=arms, etc). The skulls were the only bones never found, so one can assume this means they are somewhere in or around Kubitachi.
The Indous are the only ones who seem to be able to go up to the mountain and survive. Yes, Hikaru and his father died while there, but the grandfather hasn't (yet 😬) and there's decent enough evidence that, at the very least, Hikaru's father went up there himself on multiple occasions.
Hikaru took 'a person's head' on his final hike (according to Tanaka), presumably to complete the ritual and potentially just like his ancestor had (except that was with an actual head, of course).
Chapter three ends with a flashback to something Hikaru's dad said when Hikaru was a kid. He said that if Hikaru ever had a girl he liked, he should marry her quickly, or else 'the Great Unuki' would take her to the mountain. He also said that Unuki promised not to lay hands on humans of the Indou family, so any girl or guy Hikaru liked would only be safe after the they got married. *gestures vaguely upwards to Theory 1*
Hikaru: Why does it take them? Dad: Because it's lonely, it may whisk [away] someone dear to the family and replace them. It could take away the people most important to you.
So perhaps, the village(s) in some way or another angered Unuki-sama and the Indou's were tasked with doing the leg work for making up for the misdeeds done unto the god. This leg work, presumably, is carrying 'heads' up to the mountain to keep the lonely god company. Then, over time, this could have awarded Unuki the nickname 'The Great Brainsnatcher' on account of there usually being brains inside heads, y'know?
And what could the village(s) have done to upset Unuki-sama so much? I'm thinking perhaps they took away someone who kept the god company (and maybe killed them?) I imagine this likely would have happened around the time of famine Matsuura Jr. talked about in the library, and I wouldn't be at all surprised if whatever this event was that caused such anger involved some sort of cannibalism. Which may feel a bit out of place, but I say it on account of a piece of lore surrounding Kangiten (AKA Vinayaka).
In another legend recorded in a medieval Japanese iconographic compendium known as the Kakuzenshō, Vinayaka was originally the king of a country called Marakeira, who only ate beef and radishes. When these became rare, he started feasting on human corpses; when these too became scarce, he began to eat living people. His subjects eventually revolted and were about to kill the king when he transformed himself into "the great demon king Vinayaka."
-via Wikipedia
And that is a perfect segue into my third theory.
Theory 3: Nounuki-sama is a tatarigami born of Unuki-sama after whatever incident happened between it and the villages.
There have been some very excellent posts that talk about Mokumokuren's use of shadows when it comes to "Hikaru" and I'm going to continue to play into that here just a little bit.
Like I pointed out before, when Matsuura Sr. dies, all that we can really see of what MIGHT be "Hikaru" is a black shadow. We don't know for sure that what killed her is actually "Hikaru", but it is sure as hell implied to be him.
But also... "Hikaru" doesn't seem to be too sure of his actions himself?
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He has said twice now by my count that he would not lie to Yoshiki, and since we have no evidence to deny that claim (so far anyway), I am inclined to believe that when he says he doesn't know if he killed old lady Matsuura, that he truly doesn't know.
And I think I have an idea is to why.
From what I've noticed, there is always some piece of "Hikaru's" face that is lit up, even when he's doing something menacing such as literally taking a step towards Asako to kill her.
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The exceptions to this rule seem to be Matsuura Sr's death, and also, the end of chapter twenty. 🙃
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I rambled about this scene a lot in my very first link at the top of this post, and to be frank, these four pages are, to me, the most unnerving in HGSN by far. Maybe even some of the most unnerving I've seen period, and part of it is how we never once see "Hikaru's" face. We don't know what expression he's making, we don't know what he might be feeling; hell, we can't even hear him because of the unique horror reading things off a page can bring. We have no clues to his state of mind. We only one set of eyes that aren't doing the bleeding iris thing we're used to, a intense focus on Yoshiki's soul, and darkness.
And potentially the worst/most unnerving part of it all is that "Hikaru" doesn't seem to remember what he was even doing there to begin with. I don't think it's a coincidence that "Hikaru" is having a hard time remembering both this scene and Matsuura Sr's death.
Part of what drew me to this manga was the fact that "Hikaru" was described as an Eldritch creature/god, and by nature, Eldritch gods are unknowable. Your brain cannot fully comprehend what you're seeing when you look upon them and that lack of comprehension is what drives you mad. "Hikaru" is a god, and he is a god with a borrowed brain; full of thoughts and feelings and memories that all belonged to one young, incredibly human boy. He is a god with constant access to all of the humanity that Hikaru had to offer, and I don't believe there's any way he could come away from that sort of exposure 'unscathed'.
We already know "Hikaru" doesn't feel as if he had thoughts or feelings or a purpose before taking on Hikaru's body. He wandered on that mountain for years in a supposed haze before granting Hikaru's impossible wish that freed him. And we also know what Rie said about the mountain:
If you head towards Kubitachi, there's a mountain that's off limits, right? I've long felt something ominous emanating from there. I just know there's something terrible lurking there. But recently that ominous feeling disappeared into thin air. 'Gee, I wonder where it went? I'm a little scared-' went my thoughts. Until I realized that "it" is right by your side.
I find it interesting that there was a malevolent presence that was so strong that Rie could feel it without even being on the mountain, but then the moment "Hikaru" gets a body, he becomes harder to suss out. And perhaps that is because, as otherworldly and terrifying as "Hikaru" can be, the creature we know isn't truly this malevolent god that everyone fears. But maybe, the "Hikaru" we see at the end of chapter 20 is. I think who we see in the dark is Nounuki, as opposed to Unuki.
And before I say anything else, I feel like I should clarify that I am absolutely not trying to imply that "Hikaru" has some sort of split/multiple personality thing. I think this malevolence/tatarigami is more like a chronic physical illness and/or chronic pain issue that has flare-ups. Potentially even something like mono that lurks in your body for years until it finds the perfect opportunity to rear its head and trigger the cold symptoms again. (Or if I were to veer away from the analogy, something that reminds "Hikaru" of whatever incident caused him to become a tatarigami in the first place?)
And as for the memory loss?
He's an unknowable deity, so maybe just enough of "Hikaru" is human after he took over Hikaru's body, that he is also unable to know himself- or at least, not the full extent of himself. If we think of Unuki-sama and Nounuki-sama as two sides of the same coin then it makes sense that when the coin is flipped to the more godly Nounuki side, that it would be more difficult for "Hikaru" to remember those moments later on when the coin turns over again.
I also think this is why his eyes have been doing something different since the end of chapter 20 and it only makes me all the more nervous/excited to see what's going to happen in the next update after leaving us on that terrifying last panel.
And with that I am done; please forgive the super abrupt ending, I have no idea what else to say without running around in circles more than I fear I already have.
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amoneki-ramblings · 3 months
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some random doodles that have been sitting on my computer 👍
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perfectfeelings · 4 months
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We need to have a mask that we never take off
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blake-wukong · 1 year
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Serious question: Why is it hard for some people to understand that people are allowed to like villains?
Like why do they think us liking villains equals to us supporting their actions & ideals?
And why is it when these people ask why we like them & we answer with, “Oh it’s because they’re quite complex actually,” that answer will somehow someway in their brain translates to us “justifying” their actions?
When will people stop chronically living online, develop actual common sense & realize that more often than not, people can like villains without supporting or justifying their actions & simply like them because they are an extremely well written character.
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thehopefulquotes · 7 months
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We need to have a mask that we never take off
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limpwristjesus · 5 months
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I find it inch resting that Kaneki views Rize as the embodiment of monstrousness when so much of the cruelty he is subjected to is violence people wish to do to Rize but she’s not there and Ken is the next best thing. That makes the whole anti transmasculinity re: Mutsuki even worse if you consider that he parallels Ken and people don’t realize that they view Mutsuki as unredeemable for doing the very same things Ken gets redeemed for or applauded for. That contrasted to the body horror of being a man receiving a transplant from a woman and suddenly becoming a target because they have nowhere else to dump the misogynistic violence that they wish to subject her to is so deeply unserious.
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Hello there 👋
I was wondering if you could write a one-shot for Uta?? Something fluffy w/ a shy/sweet human!reader 😊
Thanks in advance! 💜
DON’T YOU DARE (MAKE ME FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU)
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Fandom(s): Tokyo Ghoul
Pairing(s): Uta x Gender Neutral!Human!Reader
Genre(s)/Tag(s): 
Notes: Songfic with the song “Don’t You Dare (Make Me Fall in Love with You) by Kaden MacKay
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When Uta first realized he was in love with you, admittedly, he panicked a little. 
You were a human. He was a ghoul. It wasn’t a relationship that was supposed to work. 
He couldn’t be in love. That was just absurd. He had more exciting things on his plate than love.
Don't you dare make me fall in love with you
Don't you dare enchant me with those eyes
If I fell through your skies,
There's no way you would catch me
There's a tear in my heart,
But your patch wouldn't match me
Uta first met you when he was at Anteiku, and you happened to walk in. It was busy. Most, if not all, of the tables were full, and when you began to approach, he got an idea of what was happening. 
“Can I sit here? Everywhere else is full.” You ask shyly, and he gets the feeling that you’re nervous. Which is understandable with his appearance. He was used to it. 
He nods once, and your expression relaxes as you sit down. The tenseness of your shoulders eases, and you pull out a sketchbook and flip to a new page as Touka brings over your drink. You smile at her and whisper a “thank you.”
You sketch in silence until he feels the need to have a conversation. It’s more of a whim, really, the urge to get to know a human to learn if they’re all like the CCG and Doves. 
“What are you drawing?” He asks, and you jump. But you turn around and show him nonetheless, and he’s blown away. 
It’s rough, with stray lines in some places, but it’s a perfect picture of himself, reclining in the chair and his coffee in hand.
You even got the lettering of his tattoo around his neck right.
The longer he stares, the more fidgety you become. 
“Sorry, I can get rid of it if you want. I know it might be rude to draw other people without permission—” 
“No, no, it’s beautiful. Thank you for choosing me as a model.” He finds himself saying, and his cold heart flutters when you beam. 
You end up gifting him the picture, and after you exchange names, you leave. 
He finds your number hastily scrawled at the bottom of the drawing. 
Being near you still adds to the size of my sighs,
There's still seismic events at hellos and goodbyes,
And I still need reminders of why it's unwise
To stare
So don't you dare
The longer he thinks about it, the more he likes the idea of you becoming friends. You’re shy, but you’re sweet and a brilliant artist. You would be entertaining, at least. 
But he’s likely never to meet you again, so that idea snuffs out like a candle. So he doesn’t text you. 
At least until you walk into his shop. 
You are admiring one of his masks on display when he enters the room from the back. He had heard the door jingle but wanted to finish some of the final stitching of the current mask he was working on. It was for the new half-ghoul Kaneki Ken. But that was beside the point. 
What were you doing here?
Don't you dare make me fall in love with you
Don't you dare do something so cliché
Just get out of my daydreams,
You're an unwelcome guest
And stop making me miss you
'Cause you leaving's for the best
You look up as he comes in, and confusion brightens your eyes. 
“Uta?” You ask, and he nods,
“That’s me. Welcome to HySy ArtMask Studio.” He says, more out of habit than anything. You offer him a smile, and he finds his heart trembling at the sight. 
What was wrong with him?
“I heard there was a mask studio that could offer a lot of inspiration. I didn’t know you owned it.” You comment as you cradle your sketchbook against your chest. Your pencil is stuck behind your ear, and you’re dressed in a thick knit sweater and trousers. Your boots scuff against the floor. 
He finds himself gesturing to the masks. 
“Make yourself at home.” He says, genuinely meaning it. 
'Cause I just couldn't stand having you as my crutch
You're a simmering stovetop I was tempted to touch
If you ever return, it'll burn me too much
To bear
So don't you dare
After the initial text, you are really the only one keeping up the conversation. Sure, Uta replies, but he keeps a certain amount of distance between you two. Mainly for your safety. 
But for whatever reason, you keep coming back. 
Your presence becomes a regular in his shop. You come every Friday, right after your university classes. Even though you are his age, if not a year younger, you say you are working toward your bachelor’s degree in—you guessed it—art. 
You say you want to open your own shop and sell your artwork. 
Much like him. 
And I know it's all so shallow, but a shallow cut still stings
And before my heart becomes Amelia's heir, I need to clip its wings
So don't you dare keep mocking me with those
Thousand little things that I adore
Let me ignore you, don't let me care
He tries to ignore you the closer you two become. 
For your safety. 
At least, that’s what he tells himself. 
And don't you dare leave me still in love with you
Nothing's fair when love is war
And I just can't endure any more of the fight
When the casualties rise with my heart rate each night
At first, Uta thinks he’s dying. Of course, that would explain why you always make his heart race and his blood run hot. 
That would explain why you’re always on his mind. 
Right?
Though I know I'm to blame for the glances I'd steal,
For the time I kept spending pretending it's real
And now that it's ending, I still have more feelings to spare
But don't you dare
It takes a talking to from Yomo for him to realize what’s going on. 
Don't you dare
When Uta first realized he was in love with you, admittedly, he panicked a little. 
But he doesn’t hate the idea. 
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mizutenshii · 6 months
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HOLD ME.
— pairing ; kaneki ken x human!gn!reader
— summary ; small spoon kaneki just wants to feel safe and comforted in your arms.
— cw ; fluff, comfort, kaneki is the tiniest small spoon, est. relationship, more fluffiest fluffy fluff, okay maybe a lil angst
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you never knew when kaneki would return.
you never knew if kaneki would return.
sometimes he vanished for days on end, weeks, even. he always told you not to worry, that he was fine and that he would come back eventually. yeah, you'd heard that before, and suddenly your lover came back as a ghoul after leaving you worried for weeks. adapting to said change had cost you so much, and his habit of disappearing got so much worse.
but he was right about one thing; he always came back.
sometimes he returned and he was genuinely fine. you didn't want to know what he had been up to, but he didn't seem too damaged by it – mentally and physically.
sometimes he returned and pretended to be okay. you always saw right through him when this happened. yet, no matter how hard you would pry, he wouldn't open up.
sometimes it was barely even kaneki who returned, as the empty shell of the boy you loved showed up on your doorstep in the ungodliest hours of the night. whether his injuries were physical or mental, he couldn't even begin to pretend he was fine, tears staining his cheeks as he stumbled over to you.
tonight prove itself to be the latter.
it had been three weeks since you had last heard from your beloved ghoul, and you had given up to wait for him every night before you went to sleep. it was pointless, for you could never tell when he would come back.
hence, you went to sleep like you normally did tonight, barely thinking about kaneki's absense as you had gotten used to it at this point. there was absolutely nothing out of the ordinary as you crawled under your duvets and went to sleep, until a sudden sound shook you from slumber. you sat disoriented for a moment, until you recognized the sound of your window creaking open. hope filled your entire being, and you were wide awake in an instant. kicking off your blankets, you went to the window and opened the blinds to make his entrance a little easier.
but the sight that greeted you wrenched your heart.
physically he seemed fine, skillfully jumping through the windowsil and landing in your bedroom with ease. however, when you saw his face, even in the darkness, the true depth of last weeks' scars became apparent. you didn't know what he had gone through, as he didn't like to talk about it, but it was obvious that it broke him.
"kaneki," you whispered, stumbling backward a little when the half-ghoul flung his arms around you in utter despair. he was tearing at the seams, finally breaking now that he was safe in your arms.
he was crying, tears trickling down his face and staining the fabric of the t-shirt you wore. sobs racked his body, shaking the broken boy to a point where it was getting hard for him to breathe properly. you had seen this many times before, yet it still broke your heart every time it happened.
"kaneki, love," you repeated, a little firmer this time. you peeled his ridid body off of yours for a moment to look at him properly. quickly scanning his features for any injuries, your eyes ran up and down his being. much to your relief, nothing caught your eye and you quickly hugged him tightly again.
you didn't ask questions, you didn't demand answers. you were pretty sure kaneki would answer whatever you asked, but you didn't want to know about his ghoul-ish business – that likely involved human consumption and other horrors. yes, you had accepted your lover's half-ghoul side, but that didn't mean you wanted all the ins and outs of his new life.
ignorance was bliss.
however, you still cared about him deeply, and seeing kaneki completely miserable like that made an iron hand clasp your heart, squeezing tightly until it was getting hard to breathe.
"you're with me, kaneki," you spoke softly into his ear. "you are safe and no one is coming here to harm you."
now it was kaneki who looked at you through the tears that clung to his lashes. the pain in his eyes was obvious, but he still cared about you more than he cared about himself.
"i woke you, didn't i?" he muttered, voice already a little hoarse from the sobs that hurt his throat.
"yes, but i'm glad you did," you countered gently. "you don't have to suffer on your own. i am here for you, love."
"mhm," kaneki hummed, melting into your touch. his breathing was labored, and you could tell his throat was being squeezed by unkempt emotions.
"c'mere," you urged softly, removing yourself from the embrace to pull him over towards your bed.
the half-ghoul looked like a kicked puppy when you broke the hug, but as soon as he understood your intentions he came with you obediently. his motions were ridig with tension, and he was way too pliant for your liking. whatever happened in the time he was away, it seriously messed with him.
you sat down on the edge of your bed, pulling him with you. the mattress dipped underneath your combined weight, and you were quick to lay down and get comfortable. lifting the covers invitingly, you asked for kaneki to join you in bed – which he gladly did.
he shuffled closer to you until his back was tightly pressed against your chest, and he released a deep breath when your arms wrapped around him from behind. he made himself as small as possible, trying to inch even closer to you – though it was physically impossible. the ghoul fit so perfectly against you, as if you were two pieces meant to mesh together.
kaneki's sole purpose was to survive, there was barely any room for some leeway. he always had to be on guard, putting up a tough act and not show any weakness. that was his life.
only when he was with you, he could let his inner battles roam freely. only when he was with you, he could be himself. only when he was with you, he could be small and safe.
your chin rested atop his head – that was how small he had made himself. he was almost completely quiet now, and you assumed his tears had ceased. he was breathing normally; kaneki had calmed down for a big part already, the magic of your presence, your touch, your soothing voice that was filled with love towards him.
kaneki was a monstruous humanoid, commiting atrocities left and right, ending the lives of innocent people in order to keep himself alive, leaving a trail of bloodshed and demise. it uses to be hard to look past that, but you had soon realized it had never been his choice. life could be cruel to some, and kaneki was one of its victims. cursed to rely on human flesh to survive, no matter how much he didn't want to.
acceptance would be an overstatement. you'd never approve of his lifestyle, no matter how much it was beyond his power. but you knew you had to live with it if you wanted to live with your lover.
it was an easy choice.
the boy in your arms had fallen asleep, finally finding peace. you pressed a kiss to the top of his head, pale strands of hair tickling your skin. you'd always be his safe haven, you would try not to judge him for his foul actions, you'd shower him with love and kindness. kaneki might have been a monster, the monsters and demons that pestered his mind were far worse.
but he was safe with you, he was loved by you, and he knew. that's why he always came back. you were his everything in a world that gave him nothing but misery. you were his remedy when the world tore him down once more.
kaneki always acted tough, but he showed you who he really was; a boy, way too troubled for his age, bent down by the weight of the harsh world he got caught up in, a broken soul who just needed a little love.
and you'd give it to him, over and over again.
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nocterre · 1 year
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we should cosplay our favorite anime characters or something, man
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xotication · 2 months
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mature themes | mdni ☆
cw: profanity, slapping, facial…
sometimes kaneki is mean.
i would say that he doesn’t mean to be, but he fully does. he’ll have you sprawled out in your sheets, mascara running & saliva dripping.
he’s telling you not to make any noise but it’s hard not to when he’s thrusting into you like this might be his last chance to do so..
for every sound you make it’s a slap to your face. your tears fall harder & he really does pity you. but he thinks you’re so beautiful. he loves that you let him treat you this way. that you trust him enough to allow him to fuck you like this.
he slips out of your cunt to make you sit on the ground with your back against the bed, & then he’s looming over you as he slips his cock into your mouth- relentlessly reaching the back of your throat.
“look at me..” he says, & when you do he makes sure to buck into you a little extra so that you lose your focus all over again.
there’s a familiar sting on your cheek, followed by another ask for you to look at him, & you do.
“say ahhh”
you try, you really do. you open your mouth as wide as possible, despite it being full & you quite literally choke on the word. “ahhh” it’s muffled, & gargled. ken laughs at you.
“you’re gorgeous, y/n.”
he says before making you choke once again.
kaneki let’s you breathe & you’re quite literally gasping for air. there’s saliva running down your breasts. not to mention a pool underneath you. something about kaneki treating you like you were merely nothing to him.. made you weak.
you liked when he used you like this, when he slaps you till your cheeks went numb, when he grips your hips so hard that there’s bruises in the morning, & ofc when he spanks you sm that it almost hurts to sit down or lay down”
you’re still sat on the ground looking up at him.
“lemme see your tongue,” it lulls out of your mouth & you feel the weight of ken’s dick, “gonna cum all over this fucken face, okay?”
he moves the hair from your face & jacks himself off, the faces he makes are prettier than ever. how could you ever be mad at him for anything when he looks like that?
you can tell he’s getting closer by the way he’s bucking into his own hand, “fuck fuck fuck” he thrusts into your mouth once more, only before he cums & he purposely misses your mouth so that you can’t see.
he knows it’ll lead to you wiping your eye & when you do, his hand wraps around your neck, subtly choking you.
“did i tell you that you could wipe it off?”
you nod your head no.
“so pathetic. can’t even follow simple instructions, y/n.. i taught you better didn’t i?” he sounds so annoyed saying this as well.
although you know he’s right. he spent countless nights molding you into the prettiest slut that you could be for him. why you’re not listening all of a sudden is news to him.
you’re dazed in thought, causing him to release your neck.. only to use that same hand to slap you again.
“say sorry.”
“i’m so-rry, ken.. fuck”
“& stop fucking cursing”
always so unfair that he gets to but you don’t! :(
ken hooks his arms underneath yours to place you on the bed. he finds his pants & slips them on so that he can leave the room comfortably.
& he comes back with a warm rag to wipe all that sticky mess off your face! giving you small pecks in between wipes as well. so sweet of him, right?
when that’s done he runs you a bath & tells you to meet him in the bathroom.. “i can’t walk, kaneki!”
“ohhh.. that’s right.”
he comes to carry you to the bath >3<!
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amoneki-ramblings · 3 months
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too many of me [me [me [me]]]
Silly 'neki dump :)))
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perfectfeelings · 7 months
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We need to have a mask that we never take off
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