Tokyo Ghoul (the original series at least) is the story of Ken Kaneki’s transformation from a harmless human into a powerful monster. But while Kaneki is undergoing this journey, Touka is making the opposite transition. The reason for their mirroring paths? A simple matter of chemistry.
Ghouls are not inherently evil and humans are not inherently good, but the worlds they each inhabit clearly have different values and qualities. The world of the ghouls is characterised by violence but also by strength, whereas the world of humans is characterised by peacefulness but also by weakness (The CCG, despite being humans, spend more time in the Ghoul World than out of it, and so some investigators end up being more ghoulish than some ghouls).
So as Kaneki turns from man into monster (and all the strength that comes with it), Touka turns from monster into man (and loses the power she once possessed). But their transformation, although not entirely because of one another, was certainly influenced by their admiration for and absorption of the other’s qualities.
When Kaneki evolved from this:
Touka evolved from this:
Touka’s Influence on Kaneki’s Transformation
Although Kuroneki’s transformation into Shironeki is usually attributed to Rize and Yamori, it was in truth a much more gradual process that merely spiked during those events. The threats posed by Nishiki, the CCG, and Tsukiyama, the poking and prodding of the Clowns, and his child abuse (though this was only revealed in :re) were all various pressures that sent him down that road. But the example of strength set by Touka and his voluntary entry into her battles was a turning point.
Kaneki rejects the human-esque passivity of Anteiku after hearing how Touka had fought the doves, and though he is not yet willing to go to the full extent she did, it is an important first step into the ghoul’s world. Kaneki’s request for Touka to teach him how to use his kagune, the physical symbol of his ghoulhood, reflects this subtle evolution, and indeed that’s exactly what he goes to do - a lesson full of the violence characteristic of the ghoul’s world.
…And it works. The threat of death makes him stronger, and allows him greater control over the ghoul inside him, leaving him one step closer to the strength of true ghouldom.
Touka’s strength in the face of a harsh world is part of what makes Kaneki learn to protect himself and begin to accept the ghoul side of his nature, and, through their joint operation to defend Hinami, see its positives in how it can be used to protect his loved ones and fight against his fear of loneliness. He sees the ghoul in Touka and is awestruck.
Kaneki’s Influence on Touka’s Transformation
Yoshimura and Yoriko had begun pushing Touka towards the human side of the spectrum, but it’s the subtle admiration she has for Kaneki that really swings her into the peaceful lifestyle of the Human World.
She is baffled but warmed by the simple human love and care he shows for her, for Hinami, and for everyone he meets, even enemies like Nishiki. It helps along a great change within her that Tsukiyama, someone extremely far gone in the Ghoul World, notices and laments.
But just as Kaneki had two ‘fiends’ to push him over the edge in Rize and Yamori, so does Touka. Her fiends that push her into human pacifism are Kureo Mado, whose wedding ring forces her to re-examine her perspective, and Ayato. In the ultimate mirroring event, just after Kaneki fully accepts the ghoulhood that begun when Kanou implanted a kakuhou in his body, Touka’s kakuhou is devoured by Ayato.
If the kagune is the expression of the ghoul, then Kaneki’s mastery of his makes him a true ghoul, whereas Touka’s inability to use hers makes practically human.
But this is far from the end of their journeys. In the next part, I’ll be looking at their attitudes to the other’s changes and the pivotal event that allowed them to begin reclaiming their old selves in union with their new - to become, as it were, half-ghouls.
U.S. Army Lt. Gen. Stephen Townsend, right, commanding general, Combined Joint Task Force-Operation Inherent Resolve and XVIII Airborne Corps, visits tactical assembly area Hamam al-Alil, Iraq, Feb. 22, 2017. Paratroopers of the 2nd Brigade Combat Team, 82nd Airborne Division, deployed in support of CJTF-OIR, moved a force into Hamam al-Alil to continue support to the Iraqi federal police during the offensive to liberate West Mosul. The Falcon Brigade enables their Iraqi security forces partners through the advise and assist mission, contributing planning, intelligence collection and analysis, force protection, and precision fires to achieve the military defeat of ISIS. CJTF-OIR is the global Coalition to defeat ISIS in Iraq and Syria. (U.S. Army photo by Staff Sgt. Jason Hull)
A F-15E Strike Eagle pilot approaches a KC-10 Extender from the 908th
Expeditionary Air Refueling Squadron before conducting an aerial refuel
during a Combined Joint Task Force - Operation Inherent Resolve mission
March 20, 2017. The F-15E is a dual-role fighter designed to perform
air-to-air and air-to-ground missions. (U.S. Air Force photo/Senior
Airman Joshua A. Hoskins)
We already know how much Alex and Maggie love the alien gun, they love it so much that I bet Alex secretely has a name for it. Maggie knows about it cause she caught Alex talking to it, but Alex is too embarrassed to say it in public.
However, as time goes on and Alex let’s Maggie borrow the gun more often the superfriends start hearing them talking about a mistery woman named “Betsy.”
Winn will overhear Alex on the phone “I told you Maggie, Betsy is staying with me all week. I will let you have fun with her on the weekend.”
And James will be having fun watching Alex and Maggie play pool when Maggie goes “If I win you let me enjoy a whole week with Betsy.”
It keeps happening so much that Kara, James and Winn start wondering who the hell is Betsy. Their theories go from another woman on they are both dating, to a cat or dog. Winn even suggest it may be a secret name they have for sex toys, earning glares and judgemental looks from the other two.
Everything is a big mistery until during a joint DEO/NCPD operation they hear Alex say “Here, you take Betsy this time” while she hands the gun to Maggie.
All 3 of them lose it right there and then, right before the DEO, Supergirl and the police, with the help of Guardian, are set to raid a possible CADMUS location. It takes J'onn’s stern look to somewhat calm the 3 superfriends.
Local female Manbij Military Council trainees learning marksmanship training Feb. 21, 2017, at Sanaa Training Center in Northwest Syria. The MMC is a multi-ethnic force that includes Kurds, Arabs, Christians, Turkmen, Yazidis and others. This is the first cycle of women to graduate and join the MMC. The course is administered by the U.S Special Operations Joint Task Force – Operation Inherent Resolve trainers.
Perhaps gency #20? (Apologies for the double ask, I sent the last one before I was finished typing haha)
Let’s do some Pre-Fall of Overwatch featuring Genji-who-is-angry-and-has-not-yet-undergone-character-development featuring Young!McCree-who-still-has-both-arms!
Genji folded his arms in the front seat of the car as McCree frowned over the engine. He couldn’t really tell what he was doing to the engine with the hood up, but Genji figured McCree knew what he was doing more than he would. Mercy sat in the driver’s seat looking over a map and he realized he had never seen her in civilian clothes or out of a labcoat or scrubs before. Reyes and Morrison’s instructions were for them to keep a low profile, which Genji couldn’t really do in a cybernetic exoskeleton. They were mostly running on the hope that people would simply take him for an omnic.
“This is a waste of time,” muttered Genji.
Mercy glanced up from the map. “You keep going on about taking the fight to the Shimada clan,” she said, raising an eyebrow.
“It would be better to strike at the heart,” he said, looking out the window at the desert, “The Shimada clan conducts many weapons and drug deals with numerous criminal organizations around the world. It conducts these deals in order to keep them in line. One petty motorcycle gang—”
“Deadlock ain’t just one petty motorcycle gang,” said McCree from outside the car, “It’s an organization with an iron grip on the whole southwest, and it’s lookin’ to expand. It might just be the Shimada clan’s way of keeping them in line, but this weapons deal goes through and we’re all in a helluva lot more trouble,” he tweaked at something under the car’s hood. “All right, try turning it over.”
Mercy turned the key and the car rumbled to life. McCree shut the hood and threw his hands up, “Hallelujah,” he said with a grin as he made his way around the car again, “Scoot das boot, Doc. My turn to drive.”
“You do realize you’ve just said ‘Scoot the boat,’ right?” said Mercy, still looking at the map, “And it’s not my fault your car broke down.”
“I realize this is a joint Blackwatch-Overwatch operation, which means yours truly’s in charge,” said McCree, thrusting a thumb at his chest with a grin before putting his hands on his hips, “Now come on, scooch.”
A/N: this idea popped in my head and it’s actually the cutest, so I couldn’t help but write it. please be gentle I’m not a great writer.
relationship: Hotch X reader
warnings: abduction, vague themes, and some violence. super sappy and eye rolling love confession.
Slowly blinking your eyes, you begin to regain consciousness. Immediate confusion. You try to lift your hand to assess the throbbing pain in the back of your head, but it’s restrained. The eye goop clears out of your eyes as you blink it away. You begin to evaluate your surroundings. Deep breaths. Flashing red light straight ahead, cardboard boxes taped to the walls, some kind of rectangular room, small light above your head illuminating the chair you’re restrained to… another deep breath. Panic begins to rise in your chest. You try to make a sound, but can’t seem to. A bandana is tied tightly around your mouth.
“What Happened? How did I get here? Where is the team? Where am I…” Your thoughts race.
You look around the room frantically looking for any clues, trying to gather your thoughts that seem to be splatter across the floor. You can hear a slight beeping… sounds electronic. A shuffling of feet comes from the direction of the red light. A questionable chuckle begins to come from the same direction.
“Oh joy… this will be a fun one!” Pulling your thoughts together. It feels like a teeter-totter of emotions. You think to yourself. It’s better to joke than cry… you might do both. Overwhelmed… very overwhelmed.
“Helllllooooo, there!” A confident voice booms, coming from the direction of the beeps. Followed by someone quickly typing on a computer keyboard and a clicking of a mouse.
“Oh, alright! There she goes!” The voice excitedly says. The shadowy figure steps out of the darkness. Tall, nicely dressed, clean cut young man with a wild smirk on his face. He spins a computer screen around as your eyes grow wide. Penelope Garcia is onscreen. She’s totally not paying attention. Probably working on a case at the screen directly next to the one the webcam is turned on to. You try to make a sound to get Garcia’s attention.
“Nuh-uh, sugar. That would be too simple, wouldn’t it? Mic isn’t on yet, but you can hear her. Let’s call it a gesture of good faith!” He put some extra excitement on the last sentence for emphasis.
You need to pull your thoughts together! Come on. You’ve got this. Pick up some clues on the way. You’re here for a reason… why? British accent, cocky, harsh, lone wolf… you’re getting there. Start the profile…
You hear sounds coming from the computer. Penelope is still distracted at her other computer. The door behind her opens… Jennifer. JJ shuts the door behind her, file in hand, heels clicking, and a smile spread across her face. Not for long, though.
Looking down at the file… well her phone. Her phone was on top of the file. She begins to speak, but is cut off very quickly when her eyes find their way to the screen. Her eyes grow wide and she freezes. It seems like minutes before she reacts.
“GARCIA, LOOK AT THE SCREEN!” Penelope is jolted out of her deep concentration as she looks back a JJ, pointing at her other screen.
“oh my god… OH MY GOD! No, no, no, no, no, not again… not again. this cannot be happening again!” She increasingly gets louder.
“HOTCHNER! Garcia’s office now!” JJ screams out the hallway.
Aaron and the rest of the team come rushing into the room. Gasps and wide eyes are all that happened for several long seconds. But, all you see is Hotch. Hotch gave several demands as Derek and Emily scurried out of the room.
“Y/N…” Hotch gasped out lowly, but you could here him.
You have no idea what your captor wants from you. You can see him shuffling and preparing for something. Flipping switches, typing rather harshly, and tapping his foot impatiently.
“Well, now that the pleasantries are out of the way, let’s get to business! What I need from you is some information. If you can give me everything I need you MAY even get out of here with all of your body parts!! How exciting. But, a failure to cooperate may result in pain, nausea, vomiting, loss of appetite, and maybe even death. Even more exciting, am I right or am I right?” he exclaims beginning to get more excited clasping his hands together.
The team’s eyes are starting to change… they’re reacting. He flipped on the microphone. Good, this is good. Garcia can isolate background noises, measure room depth and height, analyze the surroundings, and find where you are. This is all good, there’s a chance you may get out of here. The profile is working against you, but the computer genius is working in your favor. This should make you feel better, but it doesn’t. It really doesn’t. There’s so much you feel like you haven’t done yet… so much you haven’t said. All you wanted right now was to be able to finish your PHD (which you dreaded finishing), going on boring ass stakeouts with Hotch again (which you had a love-hate relationship with), and drink awful police station coffee with stale bagels. Your thoughts wander back to Hotch. Oh Hotch… the things that you want to say to him more than anything right now. The things you’d been absolutely terrified to tell him. The thoughts you’d been hiding for years. Well, you thought you were hiding.
You think back to the day Spencer nervously came up to you in the break room. He cleared his throat, “The human body subconsciously reacts to physical attraction. People tend to lean towards someone they’re attracted to when they’re talking. The human pupil dilates when looking at someone they love. We even tend to touch, said person, at unnecessary moments without realizing it…” Reid rambled on for five minutes while you sipped your coffee, occasionally zoning out. You finally cleared your throat because he began to look tired.
“Is there a point to this story, Doctor?” You chuckled at the naive young doctor.
“Oh, yes! Sorry. There is, indeed, a point and a good one at that. Y/N, I can see how you act around Hotch.” You choke on your coffee.
“Spence, you must be mistaken. I don’t have feelings for Aaron.” You laugh masking the thick nerves in the air. You lie seemingly well. But, Spencer saw right through it. He may be naive, sometimes, but he was a profiler first.
You wanted to go back to that moment more than anything. Any moment that wasn’t this specific moment. You were quickly pulled out of your thoughts when you felt a tear rolling down your face. Staring intently at the screen, at Hotch. He was staring right back, studying your face, and your body language.
“I need to know everything about Mission number 221, code name Morning Star.” Your captor spoke. Your heart sank immediately. Right then another tear dropped down your face, you were not getting out of here alive. Everything slowly started to make sense.
Garcia began typing into every government search engine she could think of. She typed the code word and mission number over and over again. The first engine she looked at was FBI, classified documents. Second engine, MI5, classified. CIA, no information. Secret Service, classified. Setting off many alarms because of the nature of the operation.
“Garcia, I need something, anything! declassify the damn files, DO SOMETHING!” Hotch said hurriedly.
“I’m analyzing the background, running his voice through analog and voice rec, searching for the code words. I’m doing everything sir, everything.” Garcia sobbed slightly, tears silently streaming down her face.
Morning Star was an undercover operation you were assigned before being assigned to the BAU. You were deep undercover for 18 months in Europe trying to find a mole in MI5 that was leaking operation secrets, safe house locations, undercover officer identities, and highly classified information from joint agency operations and task forces. When you finally began getting leads in the case it led you to a highly respected senior agent. You began a relationship with him to get closer to him and figure out who he was leaking the information to and who was targeting the FBI, MI5, and other joint forces currently working on operations together. Evidence led you to find ties to the Russian mafia. When your handler got your most recent evidence an infiltration of the mafia was put into place. After months of careful planning and investigation, your team found the headquarters of the group of Russian assassins targeting joint government agencies. The op was a go, you were ordered to apprehend the group responsible. During the breach of the base, the element of surprise was compromised when an alarm was triggered. The operation went south quickly. The senior agent mole and four Russian mafia members were killed in the operation while several unknown subjects escaped. After the Op your team received Intel that the Senior Agent’s son had deep connections in the Russian mafia. You and your entire team were immediately assigned back to the states after the sting due to your covers being compromised and unusable.
You knew this was probably going to be the end. The mafia doesn’t simply let someone go that killed several of their own people and destroying their operation. You could not die. You could not die without telling Aaron the truth. You could not die with so many things left unsaid But, how? You were gagged and bound. Morse code? No, they probably wouldn’t recognize it right away. You have to tell him, you have to. While they work to get you out of here you need to get all unfinished business completed just in case you don’t make it out alive. Sign language, you could sign to the webcam! You learned last Christmas break when you were sick with the flu.
Liam, the senior agents son, approached you slowly. Becoming completely visible to the team. You assume Garcia is already trying facial recognition.
Liam cracked your arm with a whip unexpectedly, demanding information. You knew you couldn’t give him anything.
He quickly undid the bandana gagging your mouth, “TALK NOW!” he boomed.
You couldn’t say anything without risking the cover of the agents that went back under. Any slip up of any tiny bit of information could damage the entire operation and get the agents killed. It’s not like it’s the first time you’ve been tortured. You just cried. There is nothing you could do to stop this. Now or never.
You began to sign while Liam was distracted.
Aaron first, life saving information second. sounds logical.
(A, closing your fist, lifting you hand, and waving it slightly.)
(signing A again)
(R, fingers crossed.)
“She’s signing…” Reid whispered, but you heard him. You smiled slightly.
Liam cracked the whip a dozen more times across your legs. You had to stop signing the pain was getting too great and you were afraid he’d see what you were trying to do. Tears were flowing like an open spout.
“This has been so much fun, Y/N. I’ll give you a little break to think about what you’re GOING to tell me.” He patted my head and threw the whip to the side with a huff. Wrapping the bandana around your mouth again. Sobs escape your mouth again. He walked over to the sliding door and the sun beamed through as he hopped down off a- something… you couldn’t tell. He left their mic on… mistake! Relief washes over you, there’s a chance. You began to sign again.
(O, making your hand a circle.)
(N, putting your thumb between your ring and middle finger)
“She spelled Aaron…” Reid stated with a slight shock in his voice. Hotch eyes widened, extremely surprised. You smiled through the sobs.
“Y/N, I’m here.” Hotch said sadly. You lifted your hand up with your pinky, thumb, and index raised. Sobs continued to escape through the bandana.
“and that means I lov-”
“I know what it means, Reid.” Hotch interrupted, sternly. The team focusing in on Hotch as he stared at the screen. Garcia continued to type trying to find anything she could to save you.
“As part of Enduring Freedom, in March 2002 a joint military operation named “Anaconda” was mounted in Paktia province to surround and defeat Taliban forces hiding in the area. On the third day of Operation Anaconda an Army MH-47E Chinook helicopter was fired upon as it attempted to land on a ridge on Takur Ghar mountain. Taking heavy fire, the helicopter lurched and attempted to take-off to extricate itself from the field of fire. When the Chinook lurched, one of the Navy SEALs on board, Petty Officer First Class Neil C. Roberts, fell from the rear ramp. Too damaged to return for Petty Officer Roberts, the Chinook landed further down the mountain.
“A second MH-47E attempted to land and rescue Roberts, but it too was fired upon and forced to leave the immediate area. The third MH-47E to attempt a landing on what became known as Roberts’ Ridge was hit with automatic weapons fire and rocket-propelled grenades while still 20 feet in the air. The helicopter, containing an Army Ranger Team and Technical Sergeant Keary Miller, a Combat Search and Rescue Team Leader from the 123d Special Tactics Squadron, Kentucky Air National Guard, hit the ground hard. Within seconds, one helicopter crewman, the right door gunner, was killed, as were three Army Rangers. The 17-hour ordeal that followed would result in the loss of seven American lives, including Petty Officer Roberts.
“Technical Sergeant Miller not only managed to drag the wounded helicopter pilot to safety, but also orchestrated the establishment of multiple casualty collection points. In between treating the wounded, Miller set up the distribution of ammunition for the Army Rangers who were taking the fight to the enemy. For his extraordinary life-saving efforts while putting himself in extreme danger under enemy fire, Technical Sergeant Miller was awarded the Silver Star by the U.S. Navy, one of the few members of the Air National Guard to be so honored.”
The entire operation is detailed in “Not a Good Day to Die” by Sean Naylor, one of the best accounts of military non-fiction I’ve read.
15/4/2017: Crown Prince Hussein was in the training field for a maritime military drill carried out by a Special Operations unit in the port city of Aqaba.
At the start of the exercise, the Special Operations commander gave a briefing about the progress and stages of the maritime anti-terrorism exercise. The drill, carried out by a special team of the Battalion/71, featured the storming of a beach and destruction of a coastal target after landing by fast rope from helicopter gunships as well as the use of frogmen and special boats and shooting in open areas to destroy the target.
The Crown Prince expressed his admiration of the distinguished level and skills of the joint Special Operations Forces and their precision in hitting the targets in coordination with the ground forces. (Source: Petra)
Armored personnel carriers BOV-VP the Serbian army destroyed the 40th engineering battalion of the 2nd brigade of the U.S. army during operation “Joint Endeavour”. Operation “Joint effort” - a peacekeeping operation of the armed forces of NATO deployed in Bosnia to support the Dayton peace accords. October 16, 1996.
LAST COMMAND HELD: 2nd Platoon, 16 Company (Capt. Nassa D’Veyra, commanding), 1st Shock Battalion, Eclipse.
PREVIOUS MILITARY SERVICE: Systems Alliance Marine Corps
Relief of Feros colony
Operation BROKEN FLASHLIGHT
Eclipse (large-scale contracts):
Katamayla Counterinsurgency (joint operation with 9 CODO Blue Suns, MAJ Arthur Daye commanding)
New Cairo Civil War
CHARACTER OF ALLIANCE SERVICE: Honorable discharge
CHARACTER OF ECLIPSE EMPLOYMENT: Broke contract and resigned following New Cairo, bar to re-commissioning or re-enlistment placed in personnel file. No known contact with Eclipse since.
People see a lot of things when they look up at the stars. Shiny things in the sky, someone else’s home, things to look up at in wonder and dread and a whole host of other stuff.
Me, I look up and see a chance to start again. New galaxy, new life. New chance to stop running, and to try to put things right. Chance to use all the crap I’ve picked up along the road to use in something I can feel proud of instead of trying to drink it under the table
Naval Special Warfare Development Group The Navy’s Tier 1 Special Missions Unit
The United States Naval Special Warfare Development Group (NSWDG), or DEVGRU, is a U.S. Navy component of Joint Special Operations Command, or JSOC. The primary mission of the Joint Special Operations Command is ostensibly to identify and eliminate terror cells worldwide. JSOC is a component command of the United States Special Operations Command (USSOCOM) and is charged to study special operations requirements and techniques to ensure interoperability and equipment standardization, plan and conduct special operations exercises and training, develop joint special operations tactics and execute special operations missions worldwide).
It is often referred to as SEAL Team Six, the name of its predecessor which was officially disbanded in 1987. DEVGRU is administratively supported by Naval Special Warfare Command and operationally commanded by the Joint Special Operations Command. Most information concerning DEVGRU is classified and details of its activities are not usually commented on by either the White House or the Department of Defense. Despite the official name changes, “SEAL Team Six” remains the unit’s widely recognized moniker. It is sometimes referred to in the U.S. media as a Special Missions Unit.
DEVGRU and its Army counterpart, Delta Force, are the United States military’s primary counter-terrorism units. Although DEVGRU was created as a maritime counter-terrorism unit, it has become a multi-functional special operations unit with several roles that include high-risk personnel/hostage extractions and other specialized missions.
The Central Intelligence Agency’s highly secretive Special Activities Division (SAD) and more specifically its elite Special Operations Group (SOG) often works with—and recruits—operators from DEVGRU. The combination of these units led to the most significant special operations success in the Global War On Terror.
Everybody can see how much into Maggie Alex
is, but after asking her for drinks and getting rejected Alex doesn’t
dare to make a move again, queue all her friends trying to help her get Maggie jealous without Alex knowing. Supergirl
constantly mentioning how amazing Alex is when the detective is near,
and making a point to remind Alex she will be over for dinner and movies
that night right when Maggie gets there.
goes the direct route and just tells Maggie to back off, she meet Alex
first and she won’t let her cooky smile get in her way. There’s a joint
operation between the DEO and NCPD, Vasquez makes sure Maggie gets an intercom and starts complimenting Alex and flirting with her as much as she can while the strike team tackles a dangerous Alien.
Lucy (Lucy is at the DEO all the time in my headcanon, I can’t deal with her being gone) just touches Alex all the time. And Maggie is like “WTF, isn’t she like your boss.” But lucy is just always grazing Alex’s arms, and telling her how fit she is, putting her hand on her back, just a bit lower than it’s appropiate, maybe even a smack on her ass after a mission goes really well.
Winn and Mon-el try to help. They take Alex to a bar (it’s just a
coincidence that Maggie goes to that bar a lot, they totally didn’t tail
her for a week to find out that) and try to be her wing-mens, which is hard, cause Alex has no idea they are doing it so they have to talk the women into approaching Alex themselves. Alex being all confused about why she has had 10 women try to buy her a drink in like half an hour.
thinks everyone is acting weird, but doesn’t really realize what they
are doing. Maggie all confused, cause she had seen Alex being all cute
and sweet and awkward around her but now it seems like she is a player
and she thought Alex was dating Supergirl, but now she doesn’t even know cause looks like she is dating at least 4 or 5 different people.
crazy and screaming at everyone to stop fooling around and telling
Maggie to take Alex out on a date before he has to fire all of his team
for acting like kids.