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3rdgymbros · 7 years

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no hell had ever burned so sweet

A/N: This was inspired by @hanihana's wonderful comic on tumblr, and I hope I've done her art justice! If you haven't already seen the villain! katsudeku AU, you totally should. That being said, this is my first time writing katsudeku (let alone in an AU setting), and I hope I haven't made them too OOC! Please scream at me in the tags or in the inbox!! (There’s slight NSFW, so it’s been put under a read-more~)

Kendou finds him in the morning, poring thoughtfully over his collection of notebooks. He’s spread them out on his desk; there are only a few blank pages left in his latest one, and he’s managed to add an entry or two about some upcoming heroes who have managed to catch his eye. Soon, the book itself will need to be changed, and maybe he’ll write more in it, when all he sees is his own writing.

“I’ve got news, boss.” She says by way of greeting, waving a sheath of newspapers about in the air.

Izuku lets out a noncommittal hum, studying the auburn haired girl as she strides into the room. Exhaustion from pulling an all-nighter drags at him like wet winter clothes after a swim. The king-sized bed had felt empty, wrong, without Kacchan in it beside him, and he hadn’t felt like crawling into a bed that was far too big for him and attempting the farce of sleeping.

Not that they’ve been doing much sleeping as of late.

Even in the bedroom, Kacchan had an improper tongue. Hearing those sweet, filthy words pouring out of his mouth was always a turn-on, and he’d come right on the spot, with only Kacchan’s hot mouth wrapped around his dick. Surprisingly receptive, Kacchan had mercilessly exploited his weakness; taunting him with all the things he planned to do to Izuku once they were alone, unravelling Izuku with both his words and body whenever they kissed and touched and fucked – though not always in bed.

“Boss.”

How persistent. But Kendou’s voice is enough to clear the lust fogging up his mind.

The mantle of responsibility falls hard back onto his shoulders. Izuku takes Kendo in with tired, lidded eyes, his expression giving nothing away. He might be running on fumes, but his mind is as alert as ever, going full speed with his observations.

She’s wearing makeup and perfume. Subtle, smells like vanilla and marigolds. The jacket’s new, she bought it last week. Her boots are a little too tight; they’re pinching her toes on the left foot. The dress is low-cut and flashy; she’s planning to go out for some fun. Her mouth is turned down at the corners, her eyebrows are drawn together.

“Bad news, hm~?”

There’s a statement behind the honey-laced question, and Kendou knows it. Tension pinches her freckled cheeks and rapidly drives the colour from her complexion. Izuku studies her all the while, a specimen under the microscope.

He waits.

Her expression closes and darkens. “It’s Bakugou. He’s . . .”

The very name chases wishes of sleep from his head and battles the exhaustion back to the periphery of his mind.

“What about Kacchan?”

Rage eats at his calm. His anger burns brightly. He knows that Kacchan’s more than capable of looking after himself, but his childhood friend has been the only constant in his life, and Izuku knows, without a shadow of a doubt that he’d kill anyone who dared to lay a finger on his Kacchan.

“It’s Bakugou,” Kendou says again, almost ruthlessly calm and unperturbed by the dark anger colouring his voice. She’s one of the few people who aren’t put off by his volatile mood swings, and talks to him freely, without fear of any repercussions. She can lift twice Izuku’s body weight and works harder than anyone to make sure the underlings aren’t causing any unnecessary trouble and drawing too much attention. Izuku’s grateful to have her around. “The pro-heroes caught him. He’s under heavy guard now, but our intel says he’ll be transferred to a maximum-security prison in approximately three hours.”

“Ah.” As if a switch has been thrown, Izuku relaxes and grins at Kendou. “Well, that’s fine then. You should have said something sooner, Kendou-chan!” He arranges his notebooks in a neat pile upon his desk, changing the subject with ease. “Do you want to grab some breakfast? I need some caffeine in my system.”

“I don’t mind, but – Wait. Boss. We have more important things to worry about – How is everything fine?”

His smile grows. “All we have to do is get Kacchan out before they transfer him, right? Problem solved.” Izuku hums thoughtfully. “On second thought, maybe we should postpone breakfast, hmm? I should probably get going.”

“Alone?”

“Well, seeing as how you’re busy going on dates with that boyfriend of yours –”

She flushes a bright shade of red that clashes horribly with her auburn hair. “It is not a date, I’m just –”

It’s always so easy to push her buttons. Izuku takes in her embarrassment with cold and detached amusement before waving a dismissive hand in her direction. “That’s fine. Have fun on your nondate with your nonboyfriend Monoma. No objections here.” His voice sharpens. “I’ll go and get Kacchan alone.”

His hands are sticky, stained red with blood. He wishes he’d worn his gloves today.

They’ve put Bakugou in a lightless place, stagnant and airless. Filth and despair seems to clog his every pore. He’s grown used to spending a life in the darkness, but it doesn’t suit his Kacchan, a force larger than life, a typhoon that hates to be contained.

The corridor is about thirty yards long, with cells on both sides. Some are padded cells with an observation window, long and narrow like an archery slit; in the centre of the door. Others are standard prison cells, with a wall of bars opening on the corridor. Izuku is aware of figures moving in the cells, but he spares them nothing, not even a glance.

He could care less if they rot to death in here.

His objective is one person only.

Bakugou’s cell is well beyond the others, facing only a closet across the corridor. It’s the only one fortified with heavy double doors of iron and steel. They’ve spared no expense in keeping him locked up, it seems. Izuku presses the button beside the doors, waiting for them to hiss apart and announce his arrival.

The cell is spotlessly white and brightly lit. Izuku walks in, his footfalls the only sound in the otherwise silent room, and takes it all in with a contemplative hum. Heavy canvas webbing keeps Bakugou bound tightly to a thick slab of concrete bolted to the floor. Barbed wire rings his neck, his chest, his arms. Beneath the webbing he wears a straitjacket and leg restraints.

Up close, Bakugou looks fine. His hair still sticks up in messy, unkempt spikes; his face is pale, the stark absence of colour emphasizing his brilliantly red irises. His lips are chapped and his nose is pink. He raises his head and grins as Izuku approaches. His eyes run up and down Izuku lazily, like the stroking paws of a cat.

Izuku’s answering smile is as sharp as the edge of a blade.

Bakugou’s straightforward desire is enjoyable. No seduction, no pretence. His want is simple, and he does nothing to hide it or dress it under honeyed words.

“What took you so fucking long, Deku?”

Even chained up and bound with all manners of tracking devices, Bakugou is still as cocky as ever. A mocking edge to his question, made all the more pronounced by the rasp in his voice makes Izuku’s stomach flutter. It brings sex to mind. Extraordinary sex.

The thought of his Kacchan tied and bound up with a length of rope, spread out prettily on their bed, writhing and moaning Izuku’s name over and over again, coming undone while Izuku pounds into him makes for a pretty picture, and sends a white-hot desire trammelling through Izuku’s veins.

His lips are dry, so Izuku licks them before answering, “Sorry, Kacchan. It took me a while to bypass their security system.”

“Heh?” Bakugou asks, teasing and mischievous, “The heroes gave you a hard time to save me, huh?”

Izuku’s eyes darken with desire. Bakugou licks his own lips, mirroring his gesture from several minutes before, as though he knows what Izuku’s thinking. Kacchan’s there. Right there. All perfect and gorgeous and smelling of soap and sweat. If they weren’t hard-pressed for time, Izuku would be fucking Bakugou senseless here and now, hearing him scream and beg as his nails rake their way down Izuku’s back –

“No, no, don’t worry about that.” Izuku smiles angelically, in a way that completely dismisses the other’s concerns. “Getting through their defenses was actually fun.”

Izuku bubbles out a laugh that’s tinged with mania. He’s lost count of the number of heroes he’s killed, the wake of bodies he’s left in his rampage; the only evidence he has is staining his hands, dripping and splattering onto the linoleum tiles in a soft crimson rain. “But Kacchan, saving people is what heroes do. And I’m not a hero. Neither are you. We abandoned that title a long time ago, remember?”

“Oh yeah, that’s right.” Bakugou hums in approval, the sound as warm as bathwater.

It manages to bring a genuine smile to Izuku’s face. Few things these days have the ability to make Izuku happy – and even now, Kacchan can still make him smile. It’s something that hasn’t changed from when they were kids, bright-eyed and young and naïve, playing at being heroes with sticks and capes made of blankets.

Izuku isn’t connected to these dreams on a personal level. Not anymore.

“I’m not here to save you.” Izuku purrs, leaning forwards to nuzzle his nose along the sensitive spot behind Bakugou’s neck, so that his words vibrate into skin and bones. He can’t make Kacchan scream his name yet; but hearing his sudden, sharp intake of breath is enough to satiate him. For now. “I’m here to pick you up.”

It elicits a growl from Bakugou. “Quit teasing and just fucking kiss me already, Deku.”

Izuku bites back his amusement, running his fingers through the sweat-damp roots of ash blond hair. “Why, since you asked so politely, Kacchan!”

Izuku knows he’ll pay for it later, that he’ll be reduced to a quivering, panting mess on the bed, begging to feel Kacchan’s dick inside of him. But when Bakugou’s pupils darken, Izuku takes a single sip of his arousal and finds it exquisite. That’s enough teasing for today.

Chuckling lightly, Izuku leans forwards, mindful not to snag himself on the barbed wire. With another growl, Bakugou surges forward and kisses Izuku hard, bruising his lips. Izuku’s hands twine themselves in ash blond hair, fisting it roughly, holding him in place so he can’t turn away. He bites the tongue that Bakugou thrusts aggressively into his mouth, then his lower lip, tasting blood. Izuku sighs. A slow, hot trickle of arousal gathers deep in his bones.

“Let’s go home, Kacchan,” Izuku breathes against Bakugou’s mouth.

“Yeah, but before that –” The cutting rasp to Bakugou’s voice becomes more pronounced, and Izuku feels his stomach clench in anticipation.

“Hm?” Izuku hums lightly, feeling a dark grin spread across Bakugou’s lips.

“Release me and let me burn this place to the fucking ground.”

It’s incredibly easy to get Bakugou riled up, and each and every time, Izuku relishes the sight of it. A feral smile is stretched taut across his face. The sparks in his eyes fly into his darkness like fireflies down a cave.

God, how Izuku wants him. The craving hasn’t gone away, not even for a minute.

“Oh, Kacchan,” Izuku coos, his fingers already making quick work of the wires and straps, “Stop being so charming, will you?”

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linkspooky · 7 years

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The Witch’s Servant

This is a full on theory post which is something I rarely do, it’s also not my personal theory but a summary of fandom theories that have existed for a long time. I can’t track down the original posts, but know I’m more of a collector of evidence in this case rather than the first person to point that out.

That being said I’ve been receiving a lot of asks lately on what Hide’s future role in the story could be. For me the most likely theory has always been the witch’s servant theory. As to who the witch is: Only one character has ever been depicted as a witch in Tokyo Ghoul.

Eto is also connected to the witch through Tarot her associated card the queen of clubs as pointed out by @pipirupirulance here [x] is guarded by a black cat.

Yes, please, read this:

The Queen represents the yin, or receptive qualities of each element. She shows an appreciation of that element rather than the King’s social use of it. This does not mean that the Queens indicate weakness, or even inaction, but rather the element translated into feeling and understanding. A black cat guards her throne. In Christian folklore the Devil gave a black cat to a witch to guard her from attack. The meaning here is less melodramatic. Sometimes if a person loves life, the world appears to respond by protecting that person from harm and send her or him joyous experiences. (From the book: “ Seventy-Eight Degrees of Wisdom ”)

And yes, that is a sunflower. Just so you know.

The sunflower represents her naturally sunny outlook and disposition and along with the lions, which form the armrests of her throne, connect her to theFire sign of Leo if found with the Strength and Sun card of the Major Arcana. (x)

To further the tarot argument connection between the two though while still on the topic, let’s talk about the arcana of the sun. In Tokyo Ghoul, there is a theory that each individual arc is based off of a major arcana tarot card in the fool’s journey.

The most recent arcs have been the star -> the Moon and then the next logical one would be -> the sun.

The star arc is when the Fool is offered a brief realization, that inspires hope in him.

The Fool is suffused with a serene calm. The beautiful images on the Star (17) attest to this tranquility. The woman pictured on Card 17 is naked, her soul no longer hidden behind any disguise. Radiant stars shine in a cloudless sky serving as a beacon of hope and inspiration.

I also predicted for a long time this is the first time we would see any mention of direct Hide in the manga, and what two characters showed up right around the same time again and swelled in importance.

Both characters suddenly appear on Kaneki’s doorstep, and give him part of the answer but not the whole answer. Both characters are also tied to the concept of breaking the egg, the Demian quote is first brought up by Kaneki when he needed to protect Hide, and then later repeated by Eto. The chapter in which Hide shows up in Kaneki’s subconscious is named “K’s Egg.”

Then next comes the moon, in which after being filled with hope the Fool makes a mistake and then falls into a trap.

What effect could spoil this perfect calm? Is there another challenge for the Fool? In fact, it is his bliss that makes him vulnerable to the illusions of the Moon (18). The Fool's joy is a feeling state. His positive emotions are not yet subject to mental clarity. In his dreamy condition, the Fool is susceptible to fantasy, distortion and a false picture of the truth.

The reason Eto and Hide were mentioned in the star, only to disappear again is because the Moon is an illusion that makes it seem like the insightful light of the star is all but gone.

The character who physically removed Eto from the manga, is the embodiment of the moon himself, Furuta.

As long as Furuta is the antagonist, the manga will remain in the moon too. However the point of the Moon is illusion and assumption, as long as we are in the moon arc everything is not as it seems. Furuta may seem like the main antagonist for now, but he’ll only last as long as the moon arc lasts.

Once Furuta exits the story though, then the sun will come in. There are two characters who are associated with the sun so far in comic. First, Uta who has made his reappearance in the middle of this moon arc (funny how that works huh).

You can read his association with the sun here [x] There’s also Yoriko who is associated with sunflowers, which are once again the flowers on the physical card of the sun.

A character who has also been brought back to relevance in the middle of the moon arc, to quite obviously set up for the next arc. As I foreshadowed above, as the Sun arc is the arc of long kept secrets finally being revealed and the final enlightenment card of the tarot it is very likely that Rize will also make her reappearance in this arc, she might even be the first one as she’s destined to kill Furuta.

Returning to Hide and Eto then, the two of them are going to appear together. Metaphorically, they each appeared to guide Kaneki in the star, but there’s also evidence in comic that they are working together. The play that appears in Kaneki’s flashback with brain ghost Rize is the one responsible for foreshadowing his rise as the one eyed king, if that’s the case then Hide’s specifically mentioned role in the play should be foreshadowing too.

The way that Kaneki even refers to his position as main character in the play, mirrors how he became the one eyed king. Not a result of his own choice, but rather setup and manipulation by both Arima and Eto.

Hide also references the same play, but at the time Hide says that Kaneki instead of being forced into the main character, lived up to the role, was bold, and surprisingly good at acting. Kaneki views it self depreciatingly, while Hide views it from the outside and sees his success despite pushed into that role.

(This also comes from 118, unlocking, which is a chapter after 117 where Furuta gets mistaken for Kaneki and we see his face for the first time, what a strange coincidence).

In the unused root A drafts there even exists a scene directly from the play where Hide recites lines from the play, saying the witch’s servant was a good friend of the prince who betrayed him, because he thought it would help him. [x]

Besides the play parallel though, Hide shows a general knowledge of ghouls that a normal human shouldn’t have. He knows how to exploit their weaknesses, shoving human food in the face of a ghoul chasing after him. He’s also the one who leaked the location of Aogiri’s base to the CCG, even though that turned out to be a trap to facilitate Aogiri’s prison break.

Hide is even seen meeting with Takatsuki Sen in person and discussing ghouls with her.

This same book is the one that shows up on Kaneki’s doorstep.

Which Uta himself confirms that he did not send. Which means Hide or Eto are the only ones who could have sent it. Even more convincingly though, the one who ends up bringing Kaneki’s memories back fully is Eto.

The question is why did she go to such great extent for Kaneki? Eto was literally manufacturing half ghouls en masse, or at least attempting to in an arm’s race to find king candidates to replace Arima. Somebody must have convinced her of Kaneki’s worth, that she went to such great length to set this up with Kaneki. We receive a partial insight into this with Kaneki’s flashback of Hide.

The way Hide talks “You must show him you are worth keeping alive”, is as if he brokered some kind of deal with Arima, and by extension Eto, that Kaneki was worth her time. After all, Eto expressed an interest in Kaneki before this.

So there are plenty of hints of what Hide’s betrayal was. It’s vague so far but my theory is that Hide knew Eto somehow before the events of Tokyo Ghoul even began, possibly through some relation to Ukina. Then Hide became invested to help Kaneki and went to Eto sometime after Kaneki became a ghoul. His betrayal is the deal that he brokered with her “You’re looking for a one eyed king, I’ll help you motivate Kaneki to become one eyed king if you promise to keep him alive when she shows his worth to you.”

From that point forward Eto, Hide and possibly Arima collaborated both to motivate Kaneki to fight Arima in V14, to restore Haise’s memories, to reveal parts of the Washuu to Kaneki and convince him to become one eyed king, and finally in the sun arc both Hide and Eto will make their reappearance into the plot and finally explain all of this.

At which point Hide will apologize to Kaneki for betraying him and becoming the witch’s servant for Kaneki’s sake.

#meta #tg meta #hideyoshi nagachika #eto yoshimura #tokyo ghoul theory #tarot #sun arcana #moon arcana #star arcana

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