Tag: suzuya juuzou

umm hello there. ok so I kinda just stumbled upon your blog and noticed that you write scenarios of pretty much about anything so I decided why not give it a shot. especially because of that latest chapter hahah…ok so COULD YOU PLEASE GIVE ME A REALLY HAPPY AND FLUFFY SCENARIO WITH KANEKI/HAISE AND JUUZOU? just something really fluffy with cuddling and smooches and uhh I dunno;;; I just want them to be happy and cute together;;; this ship is ruining my lifeeee *rolls away while sobbing loudly*

*rolls towards you, sobbing loudly* 

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“Haise?” Suzuya Juuzou peers into the Chateau.

“Juuzou.” Sasaki Haise waves as he opens the door. “What’s all this?”

“It’s your birthday, right?” Suzuya holds up pudding. “I made this for you! Well, actually, Hanbee made it, but I helped!’

“Ooh.” Haise gestures for him to come inside. “Let’s share it.”

“I was hoping you’d say that.” Suzuya follows Sasaki to the kitchen. “He’s a good cook, like you!”

“I try.” Sasaki hands Suzuya a spoon. “Oh my, this is delicious.” 

Suzuya cheers. 

“You missed some,” Sasaki says when they’re finished.

Suzuya stops licking the bowl. “Where?”

“Here.” Sasaki leans forward to kiss his lips.

Suzuya squeals. He’s never felt a kiss before. It feels tingly and light and sweet. He kisses Sasaki back. 

“Hold me,” he demands, and Sasaki obliges. Suzuya feels warm and safe in his friend’s arms.

“Sasaki?” he asks drowsily.

“Hmm?”

“Does this make you my boyfriend?” Shinohara would like Sasaki. Suzuya is sure of it.

“I hope so, Suzuya.” Sasaki kisses him again.

Urie strolls into the kitchen twenty minutes later to find Sasaki and Suzuya curled up together, sound asleep. 

They’re awoken by the sound of Urie’s shriek. 

Suzuhan on the snow!

“Hanbee, the snow is up to my waist,” Suzuya complains. Tokyo hasn’t gotten snow like this since, well, forever.

“Do you want me to carry you?” Hanbee knows the answer before he even asks.

“Yes!” Suzuya smiles mischievously. As soon as Hanbee lifts him, he topples them both into the fluffy powder. 

“Snow angels!” Suzuya moves his arms, but the snow is too thick. It falls atop him.

“Suzuya!” Hanbee gasps, digging out his giggling leader. 

“Let’s make a snowman! Please?” Suzuya gives Hanbee his saddest eyes. 

Hanbee smiles, warm despite the snow. Suzuya has special faces he only makes for Hanbee, and Hanbee treasures every one.

Hanbee rolls a snowball larger and larger. Soon the snowman is as tall as he. Suzuya even parts with his candy to give it eyes and a mouth. “Let’s name it Suzuhan.”

“I like it.” Hanbee blushes, and Suzuya tackles him to warm his mouth with a kiss.

When Suzuya and Hanbee enter their Squad apartment, soaking wet and shivering yet flushed, Keijin Nakarai just shakes his head. 

Uihai playing a good game of monopoly

“You’re being so mean.” Ui pouts. 

“I’m being mean?” Hairu gasps. 

“You threw me in jail!” Ui crosses his arms. 

“That’s because I’m bankrupting you,” Hairu says gleefully, moving her battleship along.  

“I’ve never lost Monopoly before,” Ui growls. “We’ll see who bankrupts who!”

“If Arima were here, he’d win for sure.” Hairu giggles.

“I’m good at this, too.” Ui sniffs. Hairu sticks out her tongue.

But he is good. So good, in fact, that when Arima, Hirako, and Squad Zero return to CCG the next morning, they find the two still battling at Hairu’s desk.

“Have you been here all night?” Arima is amazed.

“Children, never do that,” Hirako adds.

“I’m so close,” Ui whispers through bloodshot eyes.

“I won’t cave. I’ll be strong, like you taught me, Arima,” Hairu replies, not taking her eyes off the board.

“Someone’s gotta film this.” Shio flips open his phone. 

“What’s going on?” Suzuya Juuzou runs in. “Ooh, that looks fun!” 

He grabs the board.

“Noooooooooooooooooooo!” Ui stands in slow motion. Hairu falls backwards.

“It’s a draw,” Arima declares. “Now both of you go home and sleep. You’re in no shape for battle.”

“I was a battleship,” Hairu says dreamily.

“Preferably together,” Hirako adds. The kids burst into giggles, and Arima glares at him.

Suzuya has a flashback to his days as Rei and is comforted by his squad.

TW for PTSD. 

“You’re an artist,” a CCG Investigator says, admiring Suzuya’s efficiently slain victims. 

Suzuya pauses. 

“He’s an artist already.”

“Rei-chan, you did so well. You get … fifty good boy points!”

Hanbee Abara frowns as Suzuya slips away without saying anything. He’s seen that blank expression before, and usually it ends with Suzuya crying alone in his room. Suzuya thinks his squad doesn’t hear, but they do.

“No one out there will want you, but I do.” Big Madam rubs his hair as he doubles over in pain. Blood seeps out from between his thighs. “Such a good little girl.” 

“I don’t want to be a girl,” he whispers to himself.

“Suzuya?” Keijin Nakarai approaches hesitantly. 

Suzuya stares at the ground. “I wanted to see the giraffes.”

“Hey.” Mizurou Tamaki snaps his fingers. “Back to present, Suzuya. We’re here.”

“Huh?” Suzuya raises his head.

“Are you okay?” Miyuki Mikage wants to hug him, but he’s not sure physical contact is what Suzuya needs.

“I’m a bad boy,” he says, beginning to cry. “Rei.”

“No. No, you’re not.” Keijin grabs their leader and wrestles him into an embrace. “You’re Juuzou.”

“And we like your name,” says Mikage.

“And we like you,” adds Hanbee, joining the hug.

“We think of you as a good, strong leader boy,” says Mizurou. 

“We love you, Suzuya,” Hanbee says.

Suzuya sniffles. His eyes are wide. “Do you?”

“Yes,” declares Keijin.

“I love you all, too.” Suzuya begins to sob. “Can you just – hold me – I miss Shinohara, and sometimes I miss Big Madam – and sometimes I hate myself -”

“We know, we know.” Keijin rocks Suzuya back and forth.

“There’s nothing that’s been done to you that takes away your value,” Mizurou assures Suzuya.

“We love you,” Hanbee repeats. It’s all he can say.

But Suzuya smiles, even if ever so weakly, and Hanbee thinks maybe it’s enough.

I don’t know why but I like to think that when Suzuya’s prostetic leg is at repair he enjoys Piggy back rides.

Omg yas.

“Help me,” Suzuya Juuzou whimpers.

Marude Itsuki scowls, but Washuu Yoshitoki softens. The boy lost his leg and mentor, after all. “Can we do something for you, Suzuya?”

“This wheelchair makes sees the screen very difficult,” Suzuya says. It’s true, though he couldn’t care less about presentations, and these investigators surely know that.

“Well, let’s see.” Yoshitoki waves Tanakamaru Mougan over. “You’re tall and strong. Lift Suzuya on your shoulders so he can see.” 

Mougan chokes. “Uh – okay.”

Yoshitoki winks at Suzuya’s thrilled expression. 

Maybe not all adults are bad. Suzuya smirks at Marude as Mougan hoists him onto his back.

“This is fun.”

“I’m glad,” Mougan says. Shinohara liked this kid, so now he and Kuriowa  feel obligated to show him some compassion, some guidance.

“What is going on here?” Aura Kiyoko strides up, eyebrows raised. A blonde kid about Suzuya’s age trails behind her.

“I’m paying attention,” Suzuya tells her. 

The blonde’s eyes widen. This is Suzuya Juuzou, the one who fought the One-Eyed Owl and lost his leg. 

They call him weird, but Keijin Nakarai finds him intriguing. 

When the presentation is done, Nakarai offers Suzuya another piggyback ride. “If you’ll let me ask you questions.”

“Of course!” Suzuya giggles and holds out his hands.

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

At last, Nakarai gets some love! 

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“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: 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.

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?

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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.

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“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?

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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.

Suzuya and choses not to fight Touka please!

What do you mean this isn’t canon

Suzuya gasps. The ghoul he hit with the knife – she’s the – the one – 

She brought Mr. Shinohara flowers!

But why? Is she like Sasaki, a nice ghoul? 

She meets his eyes, dragging the knife out of her flesh.

Why do I have to kill her? 

“Why did you do it?” Suzuya’s voice trembles. “Why did you bring him flowers?”

“Because no one deserves to die, of course!” Yotsume activates her kakugan, shoving Kirishima Touka behind her.

“But you kill us for food.”

“We don’t. We eat corpses, don’t you see?” Touka rasps. Her own ukaku flies out behind her. No way is she letting this kid – the one Kaneki spoke of so fondly – kill any of her kids here. 

Her eyes fill with tears as she recognizes the quinque he wears. “Kaneki loved you, you know.” 

Suzuya feels Arata restrict his movements. “What…”

“That’s my father’s armor,” Touka spits at him. “Good luck killing me with it. How would you like if I killed you with your precious Shinohara?”

But she didn’t kill him with Shinohara. She gave Mr. Shinohara flowers.

Her father…Arata is her father…Does she miss him, too?

“What are you waiting for?” bellows Furuta. His eyes gleam.

He knows what Arata is. 

Suzuya  sends a knife straight into Furuta.

The director gags.

“Suzuya!” screams Hanbee.

“He’s tricking us!” Suzuya points at CCG’s Director. “Capture him!” 

“What – you – no!” cries Furuta, but Keijin and Mizurou are already on it. 

“We’re going to talk this out,” Suzuya decides. 

Hi! Hope you’re having a nice day! I’m the one who is always asking for platonic Suzuhan I have an Au where they are dance partners (it all started with sia’s music video elastic heart)

Oooh me likey. I think they’d be awesome dance partners. 

Suzuya hates dancing. Actually, that’s not true. He loves it, and he loves the annual CCG balls because he can eat all the sweets he wants for free and dance like crazy.

But then they all look at him like he really is crazy, and parents pull their children away, and he hates that.

So today he’s standing by the table instead of the dance floor, stuffing his face with gooey brownies. 

“Don’t make yourself sick.” Hanbee Abara comes over. 

Suzuya swallows a mouthful. “Uh.” He did teach Hanbee how to dance in their house. 

How to crazy dance.

Hanbee holds out his hand. “Keijin told me to formally ask like this.”

Suzuya giggles. Hanbee is too tall to look graceful dancing. Really, he was the perfect partner to train with.

“Come on.” Hanbee pouts. “You, uh, can’t just teach me and desert me.”

Suzuya gasps. “A leader never deserts his partners!”

“I know.” Hanbee drags him out onto the floor. His face is already red. What will they think? He’s a terrible dancer.

But they won’t think of him at all. They’ll only see Suzuya.

He hopes they don’t judge Suzuya if they see a second investigator dancing like a monkey.

The music starts, and the dance begins.