Can you write something fluffy with Fruit having a little sister? Mischievous like him but will literally maim anybody who talks shit about her big brother. Just some happy time, Furuta needs happiness (if you don’t write ocs it’s cool, i was just asking! Also, very goodjob with the blog so far, lovely!)

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Thank you so much, Nonny-Mouse! I absolutely ADORE OC’s, so I’m happy to give Fruit a little sis!

“I don’t like you.” Urie looks down to see a pretty girl with glossy black hair and pale skin glaring at him.

“Excuse me?”

Her fingers curl into a fist. “You called the director a piece of shit! Take it back.”

Urie cannot believe a child is trying to fight him. This fangirl can’t be older than fourteen. “No.”

The girl knees him between his thighs.

“Ah!” Urie doubles over.

“Thanks for the cookies.” She waves the package Suzuya gave him. “I’ll take these as payment.”

“Get back here, brat!”

She runs away, and Urie decides to let her go. One fangirl isn’t worth his time.

But when he storms into Furuta’s office later to find the same girl hanging onto Furuta’s shoulders, he finds himself rethinking that decision. Just a smidge.

“The fuck?”

“I’ll prefer you not to use vulgarities around my sister.” Furuta – Kichimura Washuu he is not – sniffs.

Urie’s mouth falls open. “That’s your sister?”

The girl winks at him and holds up bunny ears behind Furuta. So she knows no loyalties, then. Must run in the family.

“This is Tsubaki. Tsubaki, First Class Urie Kuki.” Furuta chuckles as she reaches over to tickle him.

“I’ll leave you two, then. It can wait.” Urie backs out. With Tsubaki, the director looks human.

“I love you, big bro.” Tsubaki kissed his cheek.

“You realize V is going to be pissed you escaped, right?” Furuta sings.

“Don’t use such vulgarities,” she mimics.

He narrows his eyes, and she narrows hers right back.

“Besides, I was only doing what you did, ‘member?” Tsubaki laughs. “I want you to introduce me to the Oggai. That Squad leader with the blueish hair is cute.”

“No sister of mine is dating a ghoul.” Furuta is appalled. The Oggai must die. Tsubaki must live.

“You wanted to date a ghoul yourself,” she throws back. “Come on, big brother. Don’t you love me?”

Her puppy-dog eyes – the eyes he taught her – ache his heart. “Oh, all right.”

“Yesss!” she cheers. “When I grow up, Souta, I want to be just like you.”

Furuta wants the exact opposite. For a moment, he wants to tell her everything, but why ruin the one person who loves him?

He settles for hugging her instead.

@hamliet Your request is my command.

“What do you mean, Hajime’s been captured?” Tsubaki recalls Hajime Hazuki breaking up with her just days ago. “What’s going on?!”

“It’s part of a mission” Mayazumi assures her. “He really likes you.”

“Just his job more.” Tsubaki scowls. “Where is he?”

“I can’t tell you.”

Tsubaki flutters her lashes. “Are you sure?”

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“Kaneki!” Tsukiyama Shuu races into the king’s bedroom.

“What?!” Kaneki sits up, his chest bare. Beside him, Touka glowers at Tsukiyama.

Heat flies to Tsukiyama’s face. “Mr. Slaughter has a visitor who apparently snuck through the drainage pipes.”

When Kaneki enters Hajime’s cell, he sees a younger, female Furuta next to the Oggai.

“Kaneki! You’re Kaneki, right?” The girl gasps.

“Who are you?” Kaneki is terrified.

“I’m Furuta Tsubaki. You’ve chained up my boyfriend and I don’t agree with that decision.” She shrugs. “So free him or chain me up, too.”

“No!”

“Yes!”

“Tsubaki.” Hajime swallows the lump in his throat. He thought he was worthless, but she broke through ghoul territory to reach him. “It’s okay.”

“Don’t give me that nonsense.” Tsubaki flops backwards. “Besides, we all know my brother’s just trying to provoke you into becoming Public Enemy Number One, King Kaneki. Take me captive and use me so he doesn’t self-destruct.”

“I don’t think I like this plan,” Touka murmurs.

“I don’t trust her,” says Kaneki.

“I like her,” asserts Tsukiyama.

“Of course you do,” Hajime sneers. Tsukiyama nods eagerly.

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Furuta recieves the phone call he’s been dreading since Tsubaki vanished.

“Hi big brother.”

“Where are you?!” he growls.

“Uh, with GOAT? And Hajime? I’m their captive so you don’t try to kill them or yourself.”

Furuta’s mind spins. Has he taught her too well? “There’s no way.”

“Oh, but there is.” Tsubaki grins. There’s no way Souta’s tragedy can occur now.

Can you write something fluffy with Fruit having a little sister? Mischievous like him but will literally maim anybody who talks shit about her big brother. Just some happy time, Furuta needs happiness (if you don’t write ocs it’s cool, i was just asking! Also, very goodjob with the blog so far, lovely!)

Thank you so much, Nonny-Mouse! I absolutely ADORE OC’s, so I’m happy to give Fruit a little sis!

“I don’t like you.” Urie looks down to see a pretty girl with glossy black hair and pale skin glaring at him.

“Excuse me?”

Her fingers curl into a fist. “You called the director a piece of shit! Take it back.”

Urie cannot believe a child is trying to fight him. This fangirl can’t be older than fourteen. “No.”

The girl knees him between his thighs.

“Ah!” Urie doubles over.

“Thanks for the cookies.” She waves the package Suzuya gave him. “I’ll take these as payment.”

“Get back here, brat!”

She runs away, and Urie decides to let her go. One fangirl isn’t worth his time.

But when he storms into Furuta’s office later to find the same girl hanging onto Furuta’s shoulders, he finds himself rethinking that decision. Just a smidge.

“The fuck?”

“I’ll prefer you not to use vulgarities around my sister.” Furuta – Kichimura Washuu he is not – sniffs.

Urie’s mouth falls open. “That’s your sister?”

The girl winks at him and holds up bunny ears behind Furuta. So she knows no loyalties, then. Must run in the family.

“This is Tsubaki. Tsubaki, First Class Urie Kuki.” Furuta chuckles as she reaches over to tickle him.

“I’ll leave you two, then. It can wait.” Urie backs out. With Tsubaki, the director looks human.

“I love you, big bro.” Tsubaki kissed his cheek.

“You realize V is going to be pissed you escaped, right?” Furuta sings.

“Don’t use such vulgarities,” she mimics.

He narrows his eyes, and she narrows hers right back.

“Besides, I was only doing what you did, ‘member?” Tsubaki laughs. “I want you to introduce me to the Oggai. That Squad leader with the blueish hair is cute.”

“No sister of mine is dating a ghoul.” Furuta is appalled. The Oggai must die. Tsubaki must live.

“You wanted to date a ghoul yourself,” she throws back. “Come on, big brother. Don’t you love me?”

Her puppy-dog eyes – the eyes he taught her – ache his heart. “Oh, all right.”

“Yesss!” she cheers. “When I grow up, Souta, I want to be just like you.”

Furuta wants the exact opposite. For a moment, he wants to tell her everything, but why ruin the one person who loves him?

He settles for hugging her instead.

uihai spend the night together (maybe slightly nsfw?) and in the morning furuta shows up to tell ui hairu’s part ghoul. cue angst.

I love this. Credit to @hamliet for dreaming that Hairu would ask Ui if he’s a virgin.

“Koori, you don’t have to go.” Ihei Hairu tugs him closer.

“I don’t?” Sweat beads Ui’s brow.

“No.” She shakes her head.

Ui kisses her gently, but she’s already ravenous. She wraps her legs around him, and he hoists her up.

He shouldn’t.

But he wants her. He wants Hairu.

“Are you a virgin?” Hairu winks at him.

Ui flushes. A lump rises in his throat, and he can only nod.

“Me too,” she whispers, unfazed. “Wanna help each other out with that?”

“You’re precious.” Ui begins kissing her heavily, and she’s helping him lift her shirt, and he’s gaping at her perfect chest. Then she’s tickling him until he returns the favor.

“So strong,” she teases, running her fingers down his chest.

“So are you.” Ui has never felt this whole before.

The next morning, he awakens to see Hairu smiling at him.

“How long have you been waiting?”

“I don’t know. I was lost to time looking at you,” she says over-dramatically, drawing a laugh from Ui.

Their door bangs open.

“Well, well, well.” Nimura Furuta stands there, his face entirely too pleased.

“What are you doing?” Ui shrieks.

Hairu, however, is dead white. “P – please.”

“Nah.” Furuta saunters closer and drags a naked Hairu out of bed.

“Koori!” Hairu cries out, but Furuta’s arm is locked around her neck.

“Get your hands off her!” Ui is sans clothing himself, but Hairu is more important.

“Ah, ah.” Furuta chuckles, pulling her further back. “Wow, you’re small. Anyhow! Don’t worry, I won’t fuck your bitch. We’re practically siblings. That’s, like, incest. Oh! Want to know how we grew up?”

Hairu jerks. Tears pool in her eyes. Anything but that.

Ui frowns. “Siblings?”

He’s so innocent. He’s going to hate her. Hairu shakes her head wildly.

“Tell him, dearie.” Furuta tightens his grip around Hairu. “Tell him what you are. What all of us Washuus are.”

Hairu sobs.

“I said tell him, or I’ll kill him.” Furuta whispers.

Hairu’s mouth opens. She speaks as quickly as she can. “We’re part ghoul.”

Furuta doubles over. “You fucked a ghoul! Ui Koori fucked a ghoul!”

“No!” Hairu screams and, with a well aimed kick, sends Furuta’s head cracking into her wall.

She fixes her eyes on him, lest she see Ui.

Should she have told him? When? Hairu frees another sob.

“H – hairu?” Ui is shaking. “I’ve seen you eat. It can’t be true. What does he have on you?”

“He has … that it’s true.” Hairu turns around. Her eyes are bloodshot. “We’re all part-ghoul, we garden children. I didn’t – I didn’t ask for this.”

Garden kids? Arima, too? Shio and Rikai and Yusa? Ui’s mind spins. The betrayal – the lies –

He leaves her room, and Hairu collapses besides Furuta’s unconscious body. She heaves sob after sob.

Her door opens again, and she can only assume Ui’s called CCG to arrest her, naked and ashamed.

He stands there, still naked himself, with tissues. “We’re going to call CCG on him for harassment, and then we’ll talk over breakfast. Okay?”

UI hasn’t believed ghouls capable of love.

But he recognizes the relief in Hairu’s eyes. And he knows he loves her, too.

“We’ll get through this. I’ll listen.”

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 love you, Nonny-Mouse. I’ll be posting these once a day (probably) until the list is done!

Mulan/Mutsurie Mashup: Here.

Sleeping Beauty/Ayahina

Ayato and his posse of underworld fighters gape at the wriggling kagune. It impales two ghouls and throws them into flames. It breathes fire like a dragon. Several CCG investigators fall back, screaming and rolling on the ground as they roast alive.

The CCG director laughs behind it. “Now you’re all going to die!”

The reaper Ayato was fighting hesitates. He’s not surprised that this was all a plot; in fact, he almost looked relieved.

“Truce until we wreck that?”

“You bastard!” Touka charges at him. “Hinami’s back there!”

Ayato’s blood boils. “What?!”

“I didn’t – I didn’t know – we have to let her go!” The investigator clutches his scythe. “She’s probably dead.”

“Oh hell no.” Ayato did not bring up reinforcements to save the day just to lose Hinami,

“Ayato, she’s halved,” Touka says, tears in her eyes.

Ayato punches the investigator straight in the face.

“Stop, he used to be Kaneki’s friend!” cries Touka.

“I don’t fucking care.” Ayato whirls around, but kagune brambles are already filling up the path between he and Hinami.

“We’re going to help!” Touka, Investigator Suzuya, and a tall, nervous investigator run after Ayato.

Ayato fires Rc shards over and over. The kagune springs forth an undead mass of flesh that grabs Ayato, but the tall investigator quickly dispatches it.

“No!” gasps Furuta when he sees Ayato nearing him. He leaps forward.

Suzuya, Hanbee, and those loathsome Kirshimia halt.

“Now you shall have to deal with me, sweet prince,” Furuta taunts. Doubtless the boy is concerned for the barely-alive Yotsume behind him. “And all the powers of hell!”

In a blast that sends Suzuya tumbling back, the kagune dragon reattaches itself to Furuta. He grows and grows, until his full kakuja is displayed in all its reptilian inglory.

Hanbee screams, and the dragon lunges straight for Ayato. He narrowly avoids it, but fire quickly surrounds his three companions.

“This way!” Touka waves him into a nearby tunnel, and Suzuya grabs his arm before another blast of fire.

“We need a plan.”

“We’ll distract him. Rabbit, go.” Suzuya hands Ayato an Rc-suppressant tinged knife.

Suzuya, Hanbee, and Touka leap out of the tunnel. Fire shoots at them, and they’re slowly losing ground.

With a scream, Ayato uses his ukaku to fly straight for Furuta’s heart. He aims the knife and hurls it.

Furuta shrieks, and his kakuja begins to dissipate. It melts off his skin like the reptile he is, and when he regains consciousness, he will find himself too full of suppressants to protest.

Ayato, however, dashes for Hinami. She’s regenerating half her body and barely conscious. “Hina, Hina, it’s all right. I’m here.”

Tears prick his eyes, but he knows what to do. He’s seen it time and again with Aogiri.

Ayato grabs her lower half and presses it against her midsection. Slowly, bonds began reforming.

Hinami opens her eyes to Ayato’s desperate lips on hers.

Smol Fruit and smol Rize in the Garden.

***Clutches what remains of my heart***

“Were you also…bred?” Souta trembled. He was finally doing it – he was talking to the pretty girl.

“Yes.” She ought to hold out her hand like a polite little girl. Instead, she shoved him. “But I’m a full ghoul. I have a kagune. Want to see it?”

“Yes!” Souta clapped his hands. She was delightfully unlike anyone else here. “I’m Souta!”

“I know,” the girl said. “You know I’m Rize.”

“I like your name.” His face turned red.

“I like you.” She giggled and activated her kagune. It slithered towards him. “You look delicious.”

Furuta Souta would have been okay with her eating him. She was so pretty. “Wow, that’s a pretty big kagune.”

Rize stroked it. “They say it’s special.”

“You’re special.” Should he have said that?

Rize took his hand, and he felt certain he knew what heaven was like. “We’re all special, right?”

“I dunno.” He never felt special. Dad – Tsuneyoshi, as Mom always reminded him never to call him Dad – never paid him attention. “Can I touch your kagune?”

Rize nodded. “Ooh, that tickles.”

“I like it! I wish I had one.” He ran his hands down the slippery red tentacles. Maybe then Tsuneyoshi would like him.

“We can pretend it’s both of ours.” Rize pulled him closer. “One condition, though.”

“What?” He felt so happy in her arms, her kagune wrapped around him.

“We start a book club. I stole all the books from the library. the trick is to only take one, and then they don’t notice, and when you put it back, you take another.” Rize fished a copy of The Black Goat’s Egg from her dress. “This is supposed to be a scary one! They said I’m too young for it. Wanna read it together? Please, Souta? I have no one to read with and Mommy says you’re smart.”

Furuta’s eyes widened. “O – Okay.”

She tackled him. “Don’t worry, I’ll hold you if you get scared. Now, for chapter one.”

“Uhh…you fight good” ft mutsurie in which mucchan trains with urie (and kicks his butt :’))

The world needs more Mulan/TG mashups.

Content note: transphobia.

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“Try to catch me!” Urie dodges Mutsuki’s knife.

“Urie, you’re too fast.” Mutsuki giggles and feints to the right.

Urie escapes again, but Mutsukiw as definitely closer this time.

And then Mutsuki backflips, exposing his bikaku and throwing Urie to the ground.

Urie stares up at Mutsuki, who’s now straddling him and grinning with pride.

“W-wow. You fight good.”

Urie and Mutsuki look at each other, and both are wondering what a kiss might feel like when Sasaki interrupts. “Dinner!”

——————————————————————————–

“Where is he…where is he?” Nimura Furuta stalks across the bloodied streets. CCG has been defeated, and he’s probably going to die, thank God, but he’s going to take them down with him.

Urie leaps in front of Mutsuki. Saiko activates her kagune. Aura stands behind his friend, Hsaio to his left, Higemaru to his right. All kakugans blaze.

“That was a deliberate attempt on my life!” cries Furuta. “Step aside. That he-she’s not worth protecting.”

“He’s a hero!” Urie spits.

“He’s not even a he. He’ll never be worth anything.” Furuta activates his own kakugan.

But Urie’s already framed out. “Listen, you pompous -”

“THAT. IS. ENOUGH.” Kaneki Ken shoves his way through the crowds, Touka Kirishima at his side. Kaneki steps out of his kakuja, but Touka’s ukaku remains ready.

“S-Sasaki.” Urie remembers Kaneki’s final words to him before he left CCG. Save Mutsuki.

He’s failed to save their squad. Look at them, all full ghouls.

“I can explain.”

Touka holds up a hand. “You know, I’ve learned a great deal about you all. Especially you, Mutsuki Tooru. How you killed your family and the cat. How you arrested my best friend. You tried to kill me over and over.”

Mutsuki’s head bows lower and lower.

“And -” Touka’s tone softens. “You have saved us all.”

Mutsuki blinks. “Me?”

Kaneki wraps new rinkaku tendrils around a sputtering Furuta. “If you hadn’t turned the Oggai on CCG, GOAT would be dead. My child would be dead.”

Mutsuki gapes at Touka. She’s – strangely, with all the Quinx surrounding him, with Kaneki’s love, he doesn’t feel jealous anymore. “It was – it was Urie.”

“Nah, I think it was you, Mucchy.” Saiko winks at Touka. They have similar hair colors. Their future could be fun.

“I need to tend to the Oggai, Sensei,” Mutsuki says, his face red. “If you’ll let me.”

He can’t abandon them the way Sensei did.

“Of course.” Kaneki waves him towards the crying children. Perhaps he, too, is learning.

“Mutsuki!” Urie grabs his hand. “Uh – you fight good.”

The memory returns, and Mutsuki’s eyes mist. Perhaps everything hasn’t died. “Thank you.”

Touka’s mouth drops open and Kaneki inches closer, pulling a cocooned Furuta. “You don’t meet someone like that often, Urie.”

“I know.” Urie smiles, and Mutsuki looks over at him. The Oggai are swarming him with cuddles.

“He knows it, too.”

0 Squad finds out about Furuta’s Quinx surgery and dastardly plots before Arima dies (also Hairu lived through the Rose Arc obvs) and confront him.

Fruit-chan, he’s such a dastard.

Yusa doesn’t know if anyone will believe him. He’s not sure he believes himself.

“What’s wrong?” Shio grins.

Yusa motions Rikai and Shio closer to whisper in their ears. “I saw Investigator Furuta with one kakugan.”

“Are you sure?” Rikai asks sharply.

Yusa nods.

“Well.” Shio rubs his hands together. “There’s only one thing left to do.”

“Tell Arima-san?” Yusa is intimidated by his relative.

“No.” Shio sounds scandalized. “Break into his office. Steal his phone. We’ll do the investigation.”

Yusa and RIkai know that when Shio wants to be brave, there’s little they can do but follow.

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“Fruit-chan!” Yusa and Shio tackle the investigator in a hug.

“Huh?” Furuta sounds oddly frightened. His phone has spilled out of his pocket.

“We’re going around hugging people today,” Shio says proudly. “To show our older relatives some love.”

Furuta smiles, but he looks dead inside. He was always a loner in the garden, pining for Rize and refusing to cheer on the family.

Rikai, meanwhile, attaches a wire to his phone as Shio babbles on about an unimportant memory. After a minute, during which Furuta’s smile grows markedly more strained, Rikai yanks the wire free and nods.

“Well, gotta go hug Hsaio!” Shio jumps back.

“She’s much scarier than you,” Yusa can’t resist adding.

But what they find on his phone makes him regret those words.

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Furuta strolls back into his office, whistling and pretending Eto doesn’t exist because he’s killed her. Yes. That’s it.

“Hi there.” Hirako lounges in his chair, boots planted on his desk.

“Pardon?”

The door swings shut behind him. Arima, flanked by Hairu and Ui, glares at him.

“Is there a problem?” Furuta tries to laugh.

“You’re much scarier than Hsaio.” Yusa looks sad as he, Rikai, and Shio crawl out from under his desk.

“Hello, brats.” Furuta smiles innocently. “I’m confused.”

Hairu holds up his medical records.

“Those – those are sealed!” Furuta backs away. Arima blocks the door.

“Not by flirtatious doctors.” Ui scowls as Hairu shakes her head. “Really, Souta?”

“Don’t call me that!”

“Why? It’s your real name, isn’t it?” Hirako shrugs.

“You know? And you, too?” Furuta swings around to Ui. “You’re okay with – with them?”

“We know a lot more, clown.” Ui takes no pleasure in this. He still can’t believe Arima and Hairu and the kids are ghouls.

Furuta lunges for the window, but Hirako catches him and drags him to the ground.

“No – no – let me go!” screams Furuta. “Please! You fuckers!”

“You’re not supposed to say that word.” Rikai is perhaps more scandalized by his cursing than his plots.

“We’ll bring you to interrogation and we will learn everything you planned,” Arima says firmly.

Furuta knows what awaits him in interrogation. He shakes his head wildly. “You – you just went along with this – at least i did something – fuck you!”

Arima squats before Furuta as Hirako cuffs him. “I have my own plans. Always have.”

“Then why didn’t you save us?” Despite his best efforts, Furuta’s voice cracks.

Shio’s lips quiver. He throws himself at Furuta. “I still want to hug him!”

Furuta scoffs, but some portion = of the kid who saved Rize must remain, because Arima and Hairu see him lean in to Shio’s embrace, ever so slightly.

why do you want to die furuta

Because everyone stupid dies, and we’re all stupid.

Because then I’ll experience what everyone else does. Everyone only dies once (though I’m trying to change that, teehee!). It won’t matter if they have more birthdays or more love or more food.

Because I’m a villain and I’m supposed to die, right? And all the bad will die with me! Isn’t that funny? You know it’s funny.

No perfect world can have someone like me.

So you’ll have your super-peaceful world and I’ll have my super peaceful death, and everything will be super.

hugs and kisses and tickles,

Kichimura Washuu

P.S. Please bury me with a watermelon or some kind of fruit, it’d be so funny.

🙂