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Hajime Hazuki

He opened his eyes. One grey and one red. Long thick scaled tails burst from his back with legs fixed at the sides. A dark bird like mask formed around his head. Not even the Indomitable Shinohara could beat him. 

Hajime looked at the feed in awe as Kaneki Ken chomped into the Arata Armour. No wonder everyone loved him. He was perfect. He was strong. He was- 

“Rize’s kagune really is amazing, isn’t it?” Furuta gushed. 

“Oh, watch out kid.” Hajime looked up. A man wearing a long white coat looked down on him. His partner had stopped talking and looked to see why he was stopped. 

He slumped his shoulders and wrung his hands. “Sorry sir, I didn’t mean to-”

“Not a problem. Just make sure you don’t space out, alright? Who knows what dangers are out there.” He frowned “How old are you anyways?”

“Eleven sir. I was just walking back home from a cafe. It’s just around the corner.”

“Mmm. Alright then. Be careful and watch your step.” With that, he smiled and continued on, to patrol the ward and protect its citizens from man-eating ghouls.

“You know there’s this really nice bakery up ahead. You want to stop by…”

He wanted to rip their mouths off. 

The beast within him stirred. Even with a little push, Hajime could tear a ghoul to pieces with his little tails. Those man-eaters. Those monsters. They ate his parents, reducing them to chunks of meat. No wonder they couldn’t come back.

He looked up. The CCG building rose into the sky, the sun bouncing off the glass panels, its peak almost touching the sun. 

Justice was what it stood for. That’s what every Investigator lived for, fought for, and died for.

What a load of bullshit. 

Those fools were always reaching and always missing the mark. He wasn’t surprised though, they never truly tried. Except for one. 

“Do you all want justice, revenge? I could give you the chance if you follow me.” Furuta declared. Everyone was lined up in rows, clad in white, half a head shorter than the Bureau Chief. Hajime had seen him before at the Academy, following around the pariah Kijima. He usually wore a simpering smile which irritated Hajime to no end.

“Isn’t that why we joined CCG in the first place? What could you possibly give us that we don’t already have?” Hajime replied.

The man smiled, but not with his usual one. It was raw, depraved, angry. The sides his eyes crinkled back. Hajime saw an insane glee twinkle in them.

This. This was who he truly was. A crazy bastard.

“To laugh of course. As we crush this stupid world beneath our feet. You could get the chance to show off those pretty teeth of yours." 

Hajime didn’t know what his true goal was… but if it gave him power, no matter what it cost, to kill them all indiscriminately, he would follow this twisted, wrong adult.

"Hajime? Are you ready?” Mayuzumi asked through the microphone.

To meet the Miracle Human who defied fate at every turn? You’ve got to be kidding.

“Yes I am.” Hajime Hazuki said. He put on his beanie and he opened his eyes, both red as blood. The beast grinned.

Mutsuki Tooru

His hands were rough. Hard lines ran deep in his palm, the muscle thick and worn down. It shouldnt be this way, not from the training.

Urie’s were soft and slender as both quinque and paint brush were wrapped around his hand. When he fought, Mutsuki could see the artist in him. His slashes were strokes, the ghoul a canvas, shades of red, dark as a sunset, luminous as a rose, bloomed in every strike.

That was his art.

Mutsuki wrapped his hand around the blade. Short and sharp. To win, precision was key. One wrong move and its ugliness was all that could be seen.

He could never stand that burden. It was his childhood all over again, tip toeing around the needles for a semblance of peace. The sudden wave crashing into him, water pouring down his mouth, choking him, devouring him whole as a single voice cracked through the air.

“Mutsuki.” It was a good thing though. He was his papa’a favorite.

But after they were gone, after the ghouls had taken them away, he could skip and jump, twirl around and run further and further into oblivion. All by himself.

Which is why he should stay in his place. So someone can see him, maybe even run with him. To keep him from drowning. But he couldn’t stand around and do nothing, there must be something only Mutsuki Tooru can do. It was the only way to move forward.

Even when all he wanted was his family again.

Thats when he got his first blade. A pocket-knife, slender and curved yet strong enough to cut through muscle. It had brought color into this world. An ugly shade of red.

But what else could he do?

Gripping handles, one after another, digging deep into his palm. No wonder his hands turned out that way.

He cut through flesh and chipped apart bone, blood running through those deep lines. Torn and gutted, stuffed into a mold, like a little sculpture.

This was his.

I really wonder what Shachi-Ayato interactions were like, i get the feeling Ayato reminded him of Rize.

– a kid that killed indiscriminately

– Ones who were caught in a twisted system from a young age.

– Who cut themselves off from family and repressed themselves (I mean, Ayato was like 14 in an executive rank in a terrorist organization, not like he could open up, even if he wanted too)

– Both were hit with the consequences hard (I wonder how much Shachi knew, i wouldn’t be surprised if he knew of Kaneki in the Rize Incident and he could connect the dots with what happened with Ayato)

He probably had Ayato train with him and gave him the advice Rize didnt listen too and seeing his reactions probably helped Shachi understand Rize better

I wonder how the Queens stories will end.

Unma: Tserridnich will probably kill her

Duazal: I have a feeling the most unlikely child will kill her- Luzurus or Tubeppa, maybe even Halkenburg since he tried to kill his dad he may kill his mom bc of her connection to Camilla and the fact she can’t choose between which child to help (maybe pissed bc she had 4 kids knowing they would suffer one way or another though we don’t know if it was her choice)

Tang Zhao Li: Don’t see anything indicating she could die.

Katrono: May get under the influence of Tysons Nen ability

Swinko-Swinko: She could die bc of how poorly she raised her son

Seiko: I can see development between her and Fugetsu and realizing Kachou is dead and possibly sacrificing herself for her daughter/helping her cope with her death

Sevanti: Will die for choosing Marayam over Momozem, due to Marayam’s nen beast

Oito: Want her to live but I could see her sacrificing herself to save Wobble.

As much as I love Ishida, I really wish he would apologise or do something to make amends for appropriating Arabian culture in his series. Considering so few people or none talked about this it really shows that many don’t get how other races can oppress each other as well and Japan has definitely appropriated cultures that have more dark skinned people while worshipping white people as gods (No matter how foolish and hypocritical it is I mean they legit tried to kill them off and are still screwing them over)

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5 Things you’ll find in my bag: Pencil Case, Water Bottle, Notebook, Binder , Keys

5 Things you’ll find in my bedroom: Bed, Bookcase, Manga volumes, Laptop, Study materials

5 of my favorite things: Trying to write, Eating, going through good meta, fic, and fanart, learning new things of social media, Sleep

5 things I’m currently into: Kanej, Kuroshitsuji, Planning to lead a healthy lifestyle, Waiting for White supremacy and the Patriarchy to suffer and be destroyed and have their assets be used to help POC, planning my TG fanfic

5 things on my to-do list: FInishing my notes, doing practice problems, go to the gym, going to Hajj, actually get onto writing and drawing

I finished the Book of Circus and noticed that Sebastion killed everyone in accordance to the body part that modified- Joker’s arm was ripped off, Kelvin had his head stomped on, and the Doctor was stabbed through the back (having your back hurt really badly can affect your ability to walk, yes I watched FMA don’t judge me).

Considering Doll’s eye was burned… did Sebastion stab her through the face? It would make sense as to why Ciel looked so broken as they walked away (I think that eye is the same where her eye was burned) and would fit the pattern… I really hoped that at least she died in a non-fuckrd up way but murder is always fuckkd up and this is a demon.

Man.

Shallow Slash Shippers (SSS for short) are so damn predictable. Wish Tumblr would actually do something about it. Its so weird that they aren’t doing anything about the toxicity in fandoms. Even if they dont do anything bc its the right thing, they have to see how many people are leaving and having a bad opinion of the website.

They can clearly get their cake and eat it if they shut down all the shit… do they want to be known as a hellhole of a site? How on earth do they benefit from any of this?

Watching Book Of Atlantic when I should be studying and I’m just feeling.

My girl Elizabeth is such a cutie. She loves so much.

I can’t wait for this girl to get her moment where she realizes she can love and protect her loved ones and herself and be free of that horrible mindset she had to grow up with.

I can’t wait for Lizzie to tie her hair in a ponytail.