Tarzan

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.

Anonymous asked: Can you also do saikohsiao utaren and suzuhan for the fairytale Disney mashup? Bless your heart

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.

Shiraiko/Beauty and the Beast: here.

Arieto/Cinderella: here.

Touken/Aladdin: here.

Utaren/Hercules: here.

Suzuhan/Pocahontas: here.

Come with me now to see my world.

“You mean you’ve never seen a movie before?” Yonebayashi Saiko is appalled.

“Well, they weren’t going to help me be a better investigator.” Hsaio Ching-Li frowns.

“Anime? Manga? Surely you’ve at least heard of Gintama?” Saiko gasps. “We need to teach you. Urie!”

“Huh?”

“It’s really okay,” Hsaio says, her cheeks red.

Saiko ignores her. “Get your ass over here. We’re teaching Hsaio about life!”

She grabs Hsaio’s hands, and Hsaio feels a warmness in her belly she’s never felt before.

Where there’s beauty beyond your dreams.

"Dancing!” Hsaio laughs. “It’s like battle, but to music.”

“Exactly!” Saiko points her finger in the air.

Then Hsaio grabs her, and she and Saiko whirl around before the projector.

“Whoa!” Higemaru holds up his hands as they crash into him and he, like a domino, spins into the projector.

Urie walks in to see three of his favorite people collapsed on the floor next to a broken projector. But they’re not hurt – they’re laughing too hard to stand.

Can you feel the things I feel right now, with you?

“This is my favorite manga.” Saiko flips through the pages of Gintama. “I’m obsessed, and you should be too.”

Hsaio is obsessed, but not with the manga. Yet. Saiko’s tastes haven’t let her down yet.

The Quinx are probably the only people who could understand half-ghoulhood. Sometimes Hsaio debates telling Saiko.

But she needs Saiko to love her.

“Hey. Pay attention!” Saiko giggles, and several pages fall out of the manga.

"Oh no!” Hsaio grabs the papers – but they’re not part of the manga at all. They’re drawings of her, of Hsaio, as an anime character.

“You’re a knight,” Saiko says cheerfully. She looks mildly embarrassed that in one, Hsaio has hearts for eyes.

When she raises her gaze, she sees Hsaio eye-level with her.

Take my hand, there’s a world I need to know.

Saiko struggles home after a long day of meetings. She’s tired and cranky and she hates Furuta and Inspector Bowl Cut, but what else is new?

“Saiko!” Hsaio leaps out from around the corner, sweeps Saiko off her feet, and kisses her. She has a rose in one hand. Just like she read in Saiko’s manga.

Saiko blinks.

“I – I’m sorry.” Shame courses through Hsaio. She just wanted to make Saiko, the girl who has opened up so many new worlds for her, happy. If someone has never treated her like a princess, Hsaio will be the knight who does.

“No, wait.” Saiko draws Hsaio’s face back to hers.

“Ahem.”

Urie, Mutsuki, Aura, and Higemaru stand in the hallway, grinning from ear to ear.

Nakarai dates a ghoul to everyone’s shock including his own

At last, Nakarai gets some love!

“Hi there.”

Keijin Nakarai can’t help but smile. His little friend waits for him outside CCG, hopping impatiently from one foot to another.

“Have fun.” Suzuya shoves his friend towards his lover. Just this afternoon, Miyuki Mikage had gotten Nakarai to confess his love for [Name], and Suzuya desperately wanted to see this confession.

Mizurou Tamaki shoots Nakarai a wicked grin.

“I brought binoculars. We could go to the park for bird watching,” says [Name], seizing his hand.

Keijin smiles. [Name] is perfect. “Let’s go.”

Suzuya pouts as they leave. He wanted that damn confession!

Twilight falls at the park, and Keijin is so consumed with watching [Name] he forgets about the birds.

“You aren’t even paying attention, silly.” [Name] giggles.

“Of course I am!” He snatches the binoculars to look at an owl.

The leaves rustle behind them. [Name] gasps.

“Nakarai!” yells [Name]. In a flash, they shove him aside. A tentacled kagune rips through their throat.

Gagging, they fall to the ground in a fountain of blood.

“No!” Nakarai screams. He whips out Right and Left to stab the ghoul through its stomach, then opens its own throat.

With his enemy incapacitated, he whirls around [Name], who lies curled up on the ground. Their eyes are shut. Their hands grip their neck.

“Suzuya, please,” he begs, dialing the emergency squad number on his phone. “[Name], let me look. I’ve got you.”

They shove him away with a gasp.

“Come on.” Nakarai assumes blood loss has addled their brain. “I can’t let you die. I – I love you – I was going to tell you tonight.”

He pulls back their hands – to reveal a bloodstained neck that’s already healed.

“H – how…”

[Name] opens their eyes to reveal two kakugans. Their face crumbles, and they know their friends were right, that they were a fool who would only hurt him.

A CCG investigator and a ghoul can never be together.

“[Name]?” Keijin grips his quinque, and they cry out.

“Please don’t.”

Keijin can’t. He remembers all the meals they shared, all the laughter and kisses and that evening last month when they first made love.

Their eyes widen and suddenly they scramble back, pressing themselves into the park bench as if maybe they can be absorbed.

Keijin sees Suzuya there, Jason aloft, with Hanbee, Mikage, and Mizurou behind him.

Suzuya looks stunned. “They’re…”

“I love you,” [Name] whimpers. Their tears come faster. If Nakarai is going to kill them, he has to know their feelings were real.

“[Name] saved my life.” Nakarai pales. Can he really kill them?

Suzuya doesn’t want to hurt Nakarai’s friend. But this is their job. Unless…

“Ownership rights,” Suzuya whispers.

Nakarai gasps with relief. Yes, of course! “I request ownership rights over this ghoul.”

As [Name] is hauled to their feet and Rc suppressants are shoved into their body, as they head off to a prison and interrogations they can’t image, they cling to the relief on Nakarai’s face.

They know he loves them, too. There is hope.

Suzuhan/Pocahontas

Anonymous asked: Can you also do saikohsiao utaren and suzuhan for the fairytale Disney mashup? Bless your heart
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.

Shiraiko/Beauty and the Beast: here.

Arieto/Cinderella: here.

Touken/Aladdin: here.

Utaren/Hercules: here.

Battle rages around, and Suzuya Juuzou is bored.

He’s seen enough slaughter. Right now he’d prefer to see the returned Mr. Shinohara – life restored – rather than witness demise after demise.

“Retreat!” shouts Furuta, and the squadrons begin backing down the tunnels.

Kirishima launches towards him, and Hanbee Abara gasps. She’s the one who left Mr. Shinohara flowers. He remembers her.

“Kill her!” screams Furuta, but Hanbee can’t. This is more than hesitation; this is refusal.

Before Suzuya can think, he hurls himself before Hanbee. He tries to hurtle a knife, but Hanbee knocks him back. “I -”

Suzuya stares at him, and Kirishima pauses.

“Go!” Hanbee cries.

Suzuya begins to shake. Why –

“Arrest him!” spits Furuta, and Hanbee is knocked to the ground before Suzuya. His arms are twisted behind him, and to Suzuya’s dismay, tears stream down his cheeks.

Now Suzuya hesitates, but Miyuki Mikage runs up to grab him.

Suzuya stays, head hanging, as the ghouls flee and Hanbee is shackled. First Mado, now Hanbee.

Was he too soft a leader? Is this all his fault?

————————————————————

Suzuya feels ill. He ought to give up. Mr. Shinohara has been chosen to carry out Hanbee’s execution before Tokyo, and he can see the pain in the dead man’s eyes, but that won’t stop him.

“Suzuya, if Hanbee were here right now, he’d tell you to avoid being like him. To say what you’re thinking,” Mizurou Tamaki says.

“You know Hanbee had a reason. He only acts for you, after all.” Mikage stares at Suzuya.

Suzuya stands. For once in his life, he knows what to do.

———————————————————–

“We’ve got to rescue that investigator,” declares Hinami later in their crowded conference room. They held off an invasion, so now it’s time to go on the offensive.

“How?” Touka scowls. It’s all her fault – she knows he recognized her. “That’d be stupid.”

“We’ll mount a rescue. For him and Yoriko. That’s her name, right?” Tsukiyama eyes Touka. He skims Suzuya’s note one more time. The little Arima seems sincere. How quaint.

Kaneki Ken draws himself up. “Prepare for another battle.”

But Kaneki doesn’t really want another battle. Is the death of all I love carried in the drumming of war?

———————————————————–

Shinohara Yukinori does not want to kill Hanbee. He loves the tall, awkward man who follows his son. He didn’t come back from a coma to kill humans.

But Hanbee has violated CCG – violated humanity. Life demands his blood.

Hanbee is tied to a post, helpless but defiant. He only concern is the effect this will have on Suzuya.

Across the square, masked ghouls appear. Their kagunes spread wide across the street. The Centipede leads them.

Shinohara raises his quinque.

“No!” Suzuya leaps forward from the crowd to wrap his small body around Hanbee as best he can. “If you kill him, you’ll have to kill me too.”

“Suzuya.” Shinohara is terrified for him. “Stand back.”

“I won’t! I love him! And I love them!” Suzuya points at Kaneki. “Look around you – this is the path that hatred has brought us. The path of Big Madam and the arena. Look around you. You gave me a second chance and now you have yours; you can do differently.” Suzuya’s voice breaks.

Shinohara stares at him. His eyes moisten, and he sees the child he raised. He raised Suzuya to this moment of defiance. Suzuya is everything he wanted for him, and more.

Shinohara’s voice rings out. “From this day forward, if there is to be more killing, it will not start with me.”

Furuta leaps forward and aims Rotten Fellow.

“No!” Hanbee will not let Suzuya’s father die again. He launches himself in the path of Rotten Fellow.

“Hanbee!” screams Suzuya, and he hears Kaneki scream, “Suzuya!”

Both men fall atop Shinohara, their abdomens split open.

“You rotten fellow!” Itou Kuramoto yells at Furuta.

“You’re the real scourge!” Yonebayashi Saiko joins in.

“They’re traitors!” Furuta protests.

“Are they? Or are you, Washuu?” Kaneki Ken strides across the square to hold Suzuya and Hanbee’s stomachs shut with his own kakuja.

Kirishima Touka fires an Rc bullet into the director’s head.

When he doesn’t die, Kuriowa Iwao raises his voice. “He’s a ghoul! Capture him.”

“Suzuya, hang on.” Shinohara’s blurry face looks down at him. “You are both important.”

Suzuya winces. “I’ve had worse.”

“I haven’t,” Hanbee mutters.

“Why did you save her?” Suzuya whispers. His heart shudders. Is this what it means to die?

“Because she gave Mr. Shinohara the flowers,” Hanbee says. His hand reaches out to squeeze Suzuya’s.

“They’ll live,” Kaneki assures Mr. Shinohara as Suzuya loses consciousness. “With Banjou’s Rc treatment followed by suppressants.”

“They better, sir,” says Shinohara.

I need some tender moments between my four boys Yusa, Shio, Rikai, And Hajime.

Don’t we all.

“Hajime, why do you hate us? I thought we were friends. Remember Capture the Flag?” Shio’s lips tremble.

“You saved our team because you ran so fast Mayazumi and I couldn’t catch you,” Yusa recalls.

Hajime’s eyes twinkle. He might be chained up like a ghoul, and they might be traitors, but yes, he remembers.

“I wish you didn’t hate us,” adds Rikai.

“Then why do you hate us enough to side with ghouls?” Hajime’s eyes harden. “Just because you never watched your parents die in front of you, are you incapable of siding with your own kind?”

“You’re not even our own kind anymore,” Yusa protests.

“We’re closer to you, though.” Rikai’s heart thumps. She hopes Hajime listens.

“Huh?”

“We’re part ghoul,” Shio says sadly. “We’re all children of Tsuneyoshi Washuu. He was a ghoul and we’re his failed experiments.”

“That’s a fucking joke.” Hajime scoffs.

“It’s not.” Shio’s eyes fill with tears. “Furuta is playing you. Arima knew. He wanted to save us, so Hirako defected.”

“I don’t believe you.” Hajime shrieks. “Go away!”

“We can’t! We have to face ourselves!” Yusa screams suddenly. “You will, too!”

“No!” Hajime screams back. He can’t. He can’t even face what happened to Mom and Dad.

Rikai sniffles, but she reaches through the chains to embrace him. “Hajime, I miss you.”

“We all did. We miss all the academy.” Shio wipes his eyes. “We miss not killing too.”

“I don’t.” Hajime shrugs.

“We like you,” Yusa says. “We wish you would be in our family. All part ghouls with Washuu Rc cells in them.”

“Washuu?”

“Your kagune is from a ghoul of the Washuu clan,” Yusa explains. “Guess we’re like family, then.”

Hajime doesn’t know what to say or do, but for a minute, he thinks Mom and Dad would approve of these brothers and sister. He no longer resents their hugs, and tilts his chin to rest on Rikai’s shoulder.

Masanori playing with Nerf guns with the zero squad kids!

“Look out!” Masanori leaps around the corner and presses a Nerf gun to Shio’s head.

“I am killed!” cries Shio, falling at his nephew’s feet.

“We will avenge you!” Rikai promises, whipping out her own Nerf gun.

Masanori giggles. “Never!”

He fires at her, but Yusa hits him in the chest. “I got your heart!”

“Then give it back!” Masanori sticks out his tongue and peppers Zero Squad with foam bullets.

“Reload!” Shio reawakens from ‘death’ and stuffs more bullets into his gun. Ui and Hairu have no idea he gave Masanori a Nerf gun for his birthday, and Hirako has no idea he paid for it, but hey, as long as the kid is happy, no one should protest.

The door opens, and Masanori shoots his father straight between the eyes.

Ui blinks for a moment, but Hairu leaps into action. “No, not my Ui! God, bring him back!”

She presses her lips against his.

“Ew!” screams Masanori as Shio yells, “Aw!”

Masanori is the Uihai child from @hamliet’s “The (Mis)Adventures of GOAT.”

How will miza and the white suits react to naki’s death?

“Bro!” The white suits begin screaming in unison.

With a shriek, Miza knocks the remaining Oggai unconscious and leaps to his side. “Naki, Naki, please don’t go.”

He lies there, his suit and hair crimson, his eyes extinguished.

“No.” Miza’s voice rises. “I love you, Naki.”

She presses her lips against his split, bloodied ones.

“We all loved you.” Another white suit staggers over and drops to his knees. “We all loved you!”

“We still do.” Miza wipes her eyes. “I’ll keep fighting for you, Naki.”

“We’re all here because of him,” says a short, squat of the White Suits.

Miza smiles tentatively. “He’s with Gage and Gugi now. Probably learning more words and laughing at us.”

The ghoul holds out his arms. “You need a hug, big sis?”

Miza falls into a circle of embracing ghouls in blood-splattered suits. She’s finally found her family.

Naki’s not lost, not to her. He’ll always be in her life – in all of theirs. In Kaneki’s too.

Enjoy heaven, she prays, and somewhere, she knows he hears.

How to you think Tsukiyama has managed to teach Naki how babies are made?

“Today, Naki,” Tsukiyama pauses dramatically, “is the day we learn the riddle to the ancient mystery.”

“Misery?” Naki’s eyes widen.

“How babies are made!” Tsukiyama cheers.

Ayato is just close enough to overhear. “Walk faster, Hinami.”

“Can we listen?” Ihei Shio, Souza Rikai, and Arima Yusa slip into the room.

“Of course. Everyone must know at some point.” Shuu begins drawing on the chalkboard. “This is a male’s reproductive system.”

Riki’s face is bright red, but Naki chatters eagerly. “You drew it so big.”

“I have my inspirations.” Tsukiyama winks, and the children giggle.

“Now for the female flower.” Tsukiyama resumes drawing. “And what you’ll notice is that the male has a stem to insert into the flower…”

When he finishes a florid description of intercourse – complete with chalkboard art – everyone stares blankly at him.

“Any questions?”

Yusa waves his hand. His face is green. “Is this where Touka’s baby came from?”

“Kaneki would never! He and Touka wouldn’t touch – like that – ” Naki’s face turns red.

“Why not? It’s beautiful!” Tsukiyama winks. “You’re telling me you never wanted to touch Miza like that?”

Naki squeaks.

The door flies open, and Kaneki Ken, Kusakari Miza, Hirako Take, and Nishiki Nishio stare at a chalkboard peppered with both scientific drawings and possibly sketched porn.

Nishiki doubles over laughing, Kaneki nearly faints, Hirako cries, and Miza storms over to pick up Naki.

“Do you want to make a baby?” He smiles up at her.

Masanori risking his life out of something ridiculous

“Masanori, I don’t think your parents will approve.” Nimura Furuta cannot believe he has to be the voice of reason here.

Well, he’s still being selfish. Masanori dies and he’ll get blamed and who needs that.

“I know!” Masanori creeps out further onto the tree branch. He is going to rescue Furuta’s tie. Dad just talked to him about being responsible, and throwing Uncle Clown’s tie onto a tree in the prison yard probably isn’t responsible.

He just wanted to see Furuta’s kagune retrieve it, but apparently Furuta can’t use his kagune here.

“The guards won’t approve either.” Now Furuta’s getting nervous. The brat’s directly over barbed wire.

“Masanori!” screams Ihei Hairu.

Fuck. Furuta winces.

“Mom!” Masanori waves.

Ui Koori is right behind her. He freezes upon seeing Masanori. “Oh my god.”

The branch cracks, and with a yelp, Masanori finds himself clinging to a bark-held tree limb above rows and rows of toothy wire. “Uh. I’m scared.”

“Okay, calm down, Ui,” Ui mutters to himself.

“Get on my shoulders,” Furuta says.

“Excuse me?”

“I’m tall. You climb on me, Hairu climb on you, and we reach the kid before he gets impaled.” Furuta sounds cross, like he still hates that he actually likes the GOAT children.

When Hairu finally reaches her son, Masanori is crying and so are the adults.

“No I’m not,” snaps Furuta.

“Are too!” Now safely back behind the prison walls, Masanori stomps his foot.

“Masanori, what were you thinking?” Hairu demands.

“I wanted to be responsible. I tried to bring out Uncle Fruit’s kagune and then when it failed I wanted to get him his tie back.” Masanori’s lips tremble. “But it’s still up there.”

“We’ll buy him a new one,” Ui assures his son, wrapping his arms around him.

Hairu hugs her family. “Masanori, your life is worth much more than a tie.”

Masanori is from @hamliet’s “The (Mis)Adventures of GOAT.”

ui finds out that hairu has a dakimakura of him

This is precious!

When Ui comes home from an overnight mission, he sees Hairu snuggled safely in bed.

He smiles to himself, until he notices a large lump besides her.

Confused, Ui peers closer.

Her arms are wrapped around a giant dakimakura of him. Bowl cut and all.

“Hey.” Ui shakes her awake. “Did you miss me that much?”

“Hmm?” Hairu blinks sleepily. “Yes, isn’t it obvious?”

“Yeah, it is. I might not be as squishy, but at least i can hug you back.” Ui strips to a T-shirt and crawls next to her.

Hairu arranges the dakimakura at the foot of their bed. “Koori, meet Ui Jr.”

She throws her arms around him. “Now, cuddle me!”

“Of course I will.” Ui nuzzles her hair.

“I hope you don’t think it’s wierd.”

“I think it’s adorable.” Ui squeezes Hairu.

“Ooh, you’re much better than the pillow. Though I do like it. They captured your essence, inspector ethics and all.” Hairu snuggles against him. “Plus it’s soft, like your heart.”

UtaRen/Hercules

Anonymous asked: Can you also do saikohsiao utaren and suzuhan for the fairytale Disney mashup? Bless your heart

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.

Shiraiko/Beauty and the Beast: here.

Arieto/Cinderella: here.

Touken/Aladdin: here.

“If you keep going forward, you will lose your life.” The masked man stares at his former lover.

“I don’t have a choice.” Yomo Renji forces his way forward. He doesn’t expect Uta to help. Why would he?

Uta’s almost hurt by Yomo’s lack of acknowledgment. Accuse me, fight me, do something.

But Yomo moves on, towards his family.

Uta watches. This is why he can’t live with Yomo.

But he still wants Yomo to live.

————————————————-

Yomo expects the screams and clashes of battle ahead, but he does not expect the laughter.

He rounds the corner to see Hajime Hazuki, that Oggai, and several deranged investigators slashing at Hirako and the Zero Squad children. Only a few yards beyond, Touka stands with terrified children. Hinami is nowhere in sight.

She can’t be dead. Yomo draws himself up.

He sees Itori and Nico peering around another corner. Yomo’s fears rise.

“Hahahaha!” CCG’s laughing Director appears with a squadron behind him. “Oh, No-Face, just in time!”

The lead investigator – the little Arima – opens his mouth, and Yomo turns to scowl at Uta – just as a massive kagune rips through the walls.

A chunk of the tunnel hurtled downward – and Touka screams Yomo’s name – then Uta watches his friend crushed under Dragon.

The world echoes around him. Uta warned Renji. He was a good friend.

A good friend who just watched his best friend die.

Uta staggers against the wall. He knew this would come.

“Everyone, meet the dragon!” Furuta spreads his arms wide. “It’s a living quinque made from all the Washuus!”

“Washuus?” asks the little Arima, his eyes wide.

Touka lunges for the investigators. “You bastards!”

Uta notes her stomach is rounder. So Yomo was about to be a great-uncle.

But now he’s dead.

And he got Renji killed.

Uta can’t take anymore. He marches straight through the battle for Furuta. “You.”

“I?”

“Give me the medication.” Uta doesn’t care. He’s bringing Yomo back from the dead. Fuck it.

“Hmm, the most powerful clown fighting the most powerful kagune dragon? Is there a downside to this?” Furuta taps his chin.

“Fighting?”

“See, your raven’s swimming with a new crowd these days.” Furuta drapes an arm around the ghoul and points towards Yomo, whose body is being absorbed by dragon. Several screaming investigators meld with the kagune.

“Not a chance!” Uta flies towards the dragon.

“You’ll be dead before you defeat him!” Furuta calls cheerfully.

Uta dives into the rubble and struggles towards Yomo. He can feel himself being absorbed – slowly – and the farther in her goes, the weaker he feels.

Good. Because Uta knows something Furuta doesn’t.

Suddenly, CCG, GOAT, and Oggai alike watch four kagune types spring from Uta’s back. Each tattoo swirls open to form a kakuja. His eyes glow, and he easily cuts through the kagune to rescue Yomo.

“H – h – how?” Furuta stammers. “You’d have to be – have to be -”

“A Washuu.” Uta turns around to face Furuta. “I’m your original One-Eyed King. Your struggle is over, son.”

He snatches Kanou’s wretched medicine and pours it into Yomo’s mouth. “Come on, swallow.”

“Uncle Yomo.” Touka rushes to his side.

Suddenly, Yomo gasps and spits up directly into Uta’s face. Which Touka thinks he deserves.

“Remember, I can’t live without you,” Uta whispers.

“What are you?” Yomo is amazed. He can feel his limbs. He feels better than he has in ages.

He feels Uta’s love.

(based on one of @midnight-in-town‘s Uta theories).