Anonymous asked: After that Mulan-Mutsurie mashup, I dare you to write Disney-film mashups for: Ayahina, Touken, Takirona, Akiramon, Uihai, Nishikimi, Tsukikana, Arieto, and Shiraiko. Ty and good night.
I’ll be posting these once a day (probably) until the list is done!
Mutsurie/Mulan: here.
Ayahina/Sleeping Beauty: here.
Uihai/Tangled: here.
Akiramon/The Hunchback of Notre Dame: here.
Tskukikana/The Little Mermaid: here.
Nishikimi/Snow White: here.
Takirona/Frozen: here.
“I’m not sure I can do this.” Shirazu cringes as Mutsuki helps him into a suit jacket. Damn her for holding him to promises made before he died.
“You must!” Higemaru stomps his foot. “You must be bold. Daring!”
He follows Shirazu to the mirror. “There will be music. Romantic candlelight, provided by us. And when the moment comes, you’ll confess your love!”
Shirazu stares at himself. “I’m hideous.”
“You look the same was ever,” Urie says in his quintessential bored voice.
“I’m not though.” He’s dead. He’s a zombie. A walking corpse. Whatever you want to call it.
He should never have agreed to this.
“It’s okay.” Sasaki – excuse him, Kaneki – pats his shoulder. “Saiko won’t care.”
“Now, show us your most winning smile.” Aura can’t believe he got roped into this. Not only is he now friendly with ghouls, but he’s also friendly with the undead.
“Maybe a little less…toothy,” Higemaru advises.
“Onward you go, brave one.” Kaneki smiles at him. He doesn’t care if Shirazu is a zombie. His kids are back.
Shirazu sees a very pregnant Touka and lithe Hsaio shove Saiko out from behind the curtain. She’s dressed in a beautiful blue ballgown that shimmers with her every move. White gloves adorn her hands.
“Hi,” she says, almost shyly.
Shirazu croaks. His stiff suit and jerky movements are even worse by comparison. “You look nice.”
Still, he takes her hand and leads her into the ballroom.
Ui stands there, ready to start singing. “Tale as old as time…”
“Of course you’d ask for this song.” Shirazu smiles at Saiko.
“It’s still the best.” Saiko offers him a mischievous grin.
With his heart pounding and something stuck in his throat, Shirazu places his arm around her waist. She steps in tune with the song, beaming brighter than the sun.
“Beauty and the beast…” Ui sings, and on cue, Saiko stops moving.
“I love you, Shirazu.”
“I’m – who can love a zombie?” Shirazu blinks back tears.
“Me. I do. Saiko does.” She draws him closer, and, peering into her sparkling eyes, Shirazu dares to hope he too might have a happy ending.
Hairu elbows Ui, who begins singing “Sha-la-la-la, don’t be shy…”
Touka tries not to laugh. The room erupts in cheers as the happy couple seals their future with a kiss.
Mercy and Magic 