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hello gasp-of-the-soul that i did not know was ainsley what's up how r u
Hi hello Myra, yes it’s me you found meee!!! I am doing good thank u I hope u are too :D
Funnily enough there’s quite a few people who follow this blog and my main and i have no idea if they realise I’m the same person.
hello! U don't have to answer this publicly but just letting u know that u put junhui's name in the recent minghao drabble tehee
👀 you didn’t see that
hidekane pls! maybe a cute au with these two lovelies~ ?? TY
Aaah, I wish I had the time to flesh this story out properly, but it’s an AU I’ve been thinking about for a while now! :D Thank you for asking for HideKane ~ I’m always a sucker for these two dorks. (>.
Summer and winter don’t mix. At least, not in Kaneki’s mind they don’t. His predecessor, Arima, told him this before he left everything to Kaneki and turned into dust. Summer and winter can never meet. This is why spring and fall exist. To separate the two forever.But, because of one too many reasons, here he is, sitting atop the school roof with Spring, Summer, and Fall and having some kind of peaceful lunch hour.Spring is a kind-hearted and soft girl named Yoriko. She reminds Kaneki a lot of the cherry blossoms that fill the air whenever it’s her time to perform the ritual. Fall is a sharp-tongued girl, a little rough around the edges, named Touka. Summer, on the other hand, is a force entirely on his own. His smile is brilliant and his golden brown hair catching the light made him look like the sun itself. He has a natural warmth that comes with his unbridled mirth and energy. Typical of a Summer.“Er,” Kaneki says, interrupting whatever the other three were talking about (probably the upcoming school trip), “I still don’t understand why we’re hanging out like this. Isn’t this against the tradition?” He’s looking at Touka, Fall, his partner. The one who’s supposed to keep him from being within a ten kilometre radius of Summer.Touka jerks her thumb at Yoriko. “Don’t look at me. It was her idea. I just go along with whatever she wants.”“Oh, Touka,” Yoriko pouts. “You told me you agreed with me!”“Well. It’s true that the tradition is a bunch of dusty farts.”“Dusty old farts seconded,” Summer pipes up.Kaneki frowns as the conversation is entirely derailed. In the end, the other three assure him that tradition can go chuck itself in the garbage. He isn’t wholly convinced. Not even a little bit.Summer scares him. The heat terrifies him.
Months pass and somehow he and Hide—Summer—walk home together every so often. He thinks Hide has a scant sense of humour. Hide thinks Kaneki makes a lot of funny faces whenever they’re together. They laugh together now. They lend each other school supplies and books. They while the weekends away at each other’s houses. But still, Kaneki is afraid. So they never touch. Not a single brush of skin against skin.Hide’s inclination toward horseplay makes this difficult, but Kaneki does his best and finally, Summer gets the message.It makes Kaneki rather lonely.
Spring and Fall are joined at the hip. Kaneki can say the same about himself and Hide. Whenever he and Hide make plans to go home together, he can see Yoriko and Touka watching them intently. He wonders if this is something their predecessors told them to do. How do they not see the risks of what they’re doing? How does Hide not see them? How does Kaneki not see them? Despite his fears, he still sticks to Hide like glue. He’s made Hide his emotional support, his weapon to combat loneliness. He needs Hide. But he can’t.Winter can’t need summer. They exist independently of each other. Not like this… Not like this.
Then one day, two years later, on graduation day, Summer vanishes. Hide is gone, without a trace. Touka and Yoriko seem to know something, but they say nothing. Kaneki feels broken, betrayed. He doesn’t know what to do. The pain reaches inside of him, in places he never even knew existed. For two years afterward, winters are harsh and unforgiving, because Kaneki can’t forgive himself for falling in love with the one person he can’t fall in love with.
“You’ve given up looking?” Touka asks, sliding him a cup of black coffee. She and Yoriko have built a café together. They’re happy and though it’s been so long since Hide disappeared, Kaneki feels kind of okay now. “I found out about his predecessor.” Kaneki takes a sip of his coffee. “Why didn’t you tell me he’d run away?”“He told us not to,” she replies solemnly. “We swore we wouldn’t tell you the truth. Not by ourselves. He never said anything about stopping you from looking for the answer yourself.” She smiles sadly. “I can’t believe he thought you wouldn’t love him back.”“He can be dense like that.” Kaneki can’t ignore the ache in his chest. Hide had seen him one day in middle school performing the ritual. That was when he had decided to run away from his predecessor and meet Kaneki himself. But going against tradition meant making enemies. He asked Yoriko to help him. She did.Now here they are in the middle of this mess.“You didn’t answer me,” Touka says suddenly. “You’ve given up? Or haven’t you?”Kaneki lowers the cup. “Yes and no. It’s… hard to explain. Somehow, I just feel like he’s telling me to trust him. That he’ll come back to us.”Touka smiles. “Yeah. Sounds like something he’d tell you to do.”
Another year passes. Kaneki sits in front of his laptop, typing away. He leans back and pinches the bridge of his nose. He sighs. Glancing at the clock, he sees that it’s almost time to perform his ritual. He gets on his feet to gather everything he needs, but just as he does so, the doorbell rings.He wonders who it might be at this time of night. He’s worried it’s some sort of criminal, even a prisoner on the run. But he shakes his head. It’s suspicious, but he needn’t panic. He goes to the door. Opens it a little.“Kaneki…”“Hide?”Summer looks tired. His face is gaunt and he moves with unmistakable lethargy. But the moment he sees Kaneki, some of his brilliance returns and he beams.“Kaneki,” he says again. “I’m home.”
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A mouth-watering fuck-ton of hand angle references.
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Lmaooo now I’m wondering what the other other profile picture are 😭???
Am I the only one who lowkey gets a bit attached to their pfp?? it’s like another way to express myself as a person like if I’m feeling silly, serious, funny etc you’ll kind of know? And it HAS to be the perfect one, so it’ll take a while before I find a new one to replace the old one. But each time I change it I feel like a parent abandoning its child?? 
Pls tell me I’m not the only one😞
