Touka Week!

Touka week!

day 1 : Broken / “I have to kill to eat and that is a beautiful thing?” 

Can I just say that touka means everything to kaneki, especially now.

She’s his biggest supporter

The one he wanted to spend his life with

The one he seeks out for

And his source of strength

Hope you reunite with your wife soon, you crazy centipede.

Tokyo Ghoul : re 144 - A

We saw this back in Cochlea; Kaneki ripped to literal pieces, only left as a torso

Back then, he’d almost given up, thinking he had done enough for the others to escape

But hearing the crash from the compactor, knowing that all his friends were still in danger, gave him pause, and having Hide tell him he wanted to live on together all gave him his will to fight again

This time we see he’s once again a limbless torso

but there’s a huge difference in his demeanor. Instead of “It’s over huh?” 

Literally dragging himself across the floor with his chin, still not ready to give up

Furuta makes a note of telling Kaneki he blocked the exit, almost goading him

so Kaneki knows Touka, Hinami and the children down there are going to be slaughtered. Surely there’s no way this Kaneki, after finding his reason to live, will be giving up this easy? Luckily Furuta left him with a few tasty snacks 

o)-)

A new life. (Touken fluff fic)

Summary: au of if kaneki joined touka to the new cafe instead of fighting arima, inspired by 144 and requested by @rozemaryblaze and @catsoul2

Notes: probably not my best work. But thank you for 200 followers!! Again, probably not the nest fic to celebrate with…but I’ll accept any requests given!! Thank you!!!!! Please enjoy and feedback~~

It was quiet in the new cafe, only the sound of the clock ticking and the distant sounds of touka’s voice talking to yomo in the main area. It had been a year since the Anteiku raid and since then, he had decided to use yomo’s advice and join him, touka, nishiki and hinami in making a new cafe in a new ward. A new life. One he hoped he wouldn’t regret.

It had took them the whole year to save up for the cafe and decorate it and the opening day had finally arrived. Kaneki wasn’t sure if he had recovered from his…instability from the years prior to this, but he knew being with touka and the others helped immeasurably, even if that may take him a while. Though, if he was completely honest, he continued to keep a distant relationship with his friends and very rarely shared any of his past experiences that still haunted him in his dreams at night. Atleast he was here, watching over them like he should have before. He won’t allow anyone to hurt them again.

“Kaneki.” Touka called out and peered into the break room he stood in with a handful of clothes in her hand. “Here’s your uniform. Are you sure you wanted to work as a waiter?”

“Yes.” He smiled honestly and took the clothes from her with a small thank you. “You said it would help if I stopped ‘lurking around,’ as you put it.”

At first, he couldn’t say he was comfortable with the idea of going back to being a waiter in the cafe, originally planning to join yomo with his jobs with yoshimura, but of course that plan was no longer possible. Nonetheless, he couldn’t deny that touka was wrong; he spent his days mostly hidden away on his own, but he could tell touka tried hard to help him take a step back into the real world. It was the least he could do for her and besides, maybe working with touka again would help distract him from the usual voices that dragged his mind to darker places he’d rather not dwell on.

“Sorry for being honest.” Touka smirked, already making her leave. “Hurry and get changed, we’ll be opening soon.”

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