could you please write some more about juuzou crushing on haise?? its been a while since i asked this but i crave it

Ooooooooooh!

“Haise is so sweet,” Suzuya Juuzou murmurs, watching his friend across the office. Haise is handing candy to the Zero Squad kids. Arima shakes his head, probably anticipating a sugar-high Shio.

“He’s kind,” Hanbee agrees.

“Should I buy him some candy?”

“Wouldn’t you eat it first?” Mizurou asks.

Suzuya’s face falls. “For Haise…maybe I wouldn’t.”

“Wait. Is this a crush?” Keijin narrows his eyes.

“What?” Suzuya yelps.

“Affirmative.” Mikage chuckles.

Suzuya shakes his head slowly. His eyes look like saucers. “No…I don’t even know…I don’t think I’d know what a crush was.”

“You’re adorable,” Keijin says.

“Take it from people who know. Does you heart flutter when you see him?” asks Mizurou.

“No.” Suzuya bites his lip. “But my tummy tightens.”

“Close enough.” Mikage clears his throat. “Do you daydream about him?”

“Yeah, we go to candy shops together…”

“Do you feel safe and warm around him?” asks Hanbee.

Suzuya nods.

“Congratulations, you have a crush.” Mizurou pushes Suzuya towards Haise’s direction. “Now, go make those candy shop dreams reality.”

Suzuya hesitates. How unlike him. Maybe that’s part of a crush, too. He forces himself to walk over to Haise.

Haise turns around to greet him with a smile that sends happiness flooding Suzuya’s heart.

You know who could really use some unconditional affection/love? Hide. And you know what came to mind? Kaneki + dogs. Remember how he was dressed as a cat in the calendar? how about Kaneki dressing as a cute fluffy dog for Hide and lick him all over his face, nuzzling him and the mask out of the way while licking and looking at him with adoration and curl up in his lap/cuddle with him and running on all fours before tackling him to greet him and lick him and hugging him. Cause I need this bad.

Meep.

Hide trudges into his apartment and slowly closes the door behind him. He just saw the most fluffy Samoyed on the street, and he desperately wants one. Dogs won’t look at his scars funny. He needs a Samoyed!

Too bad his bank account disagrees.

“Heya, Hide.” A voice rings out from his kitchen.

Hide starts. “Kaneki?”

“Woof.” Kaneki looks embarrassed to be on all fours, dressed as a fluffy brown mutt, but he is all the same.

“What are you doing?”

“I can’t buy you a dog, so I thought I’d dress up as one.” Kaneki nuzzles Hide’s ankles.

Hide has to laugh.

Kaneki rises and uses his mask to nudge Hide’s scarf away. He licks the scars ever-so-slightly, like a timid puppy.

Hide giggles. “You’re so silly.”

“I figured it was the least I could do,” Kaneki whispers.

“This, uh, actually means a lot to me.” Hide wipes his eyes as Kaneki pulls him to the floor and curls up next to him.

“You’re my best friend, and you deserve a dog.”

Any mutsurie would do just… please mutsurie 😭

WE ALL NEED MUTSURIE! *WAVES AT ISHIDA*

“Did you ever imagine this?” Urie rests his chin on Mutsuki’s forehead. They sway gently as the warm night breeze wraps around them. Sweet lullabies slide into their ears.

“No.” Mutsuki smiles shyly. He traces Urie’s ring with his own ring finger.

Urie squeezes his hand in response. “You’re the best husband I could have asked for.”

“Urie, we’ve only been married for three hours.” Mutsuki straightens and kisses Urie on his two moles.

Urie blushes. “Ack. You’re too sweet.”

They’re interrupted by Higemaru clinking his glass. “Kiss!”

“Kiss, kiss, fall in love,” Saiko sings. Hsaio and Aura shake their heads.

“Gladly,” Urie tells them, planting a long smooch on Mutsuki’s lips.

“Your kids are all grown up and getting married. Feel old?” Aura asks Kaneki in a saccharine tone.

Kaneki smiles.

“He’s dying inside,” Touka interprets, to Aura’s satisfaction.

Urie finally pulls back from the kiss, but Mutuski resumes it.

Mutsuki still can’t quite believe he has a whole life ahead – and that he can spend it with Urie.

But he’s happy to try.

Could I please have a scenario with Eto’s human s/o (who knows her secret) being involved in an attack by Aogiri, with Eto finding out after the fact. P.S thanks and great blog.

Thank you, Nonny-Mouse.

“Ms. Takatsuki, you can’t -”

“I’m a celebrity; I do what I want.” Eto shoves aside the nurse. “Point me towards the Aogiri victims!”

The nurse points shakily towards the emergency room. Eto races in, and, using her sense of smell, finds her way to her s/o’s corner.

She yanks aside the curtain, heart pounding. “Y/N!”

You gasp. “Eto.”

Your face is scraped and bruised, and your arm is broken. Eto’s always been fond of the scent of your blood, but not like this.

Her eyes sour. “I’m so sorry.”

“Wrong place at the wrong time.” You shrug weakly.

“Aogiri needs to change!” she spits. Someone’s going to have a rough night, and his name is Tatara.

“I have an idea,” you suggest.

With your guidance, Eto sends Tatara a single line from the detective in Egg of the Black Goat.

Tonight, you will drink every drop of blood you spilt. I hope the salt burns your throat.

“He better get that reference,” she grumbles.

Her heart warms looking at you. You, who make her smile when she’s angry, who remind her what literature to cite as a threat. She needs you.

No revolution is worth you, and though that isn’t something she’s comfortable admitting aloud yet, it’s something she knows deep in her heart.

She kisses your arm. “I’ll make it up to you.”

“I know you will,” you reply with a wink.

How would Shuu act when he becomes invested in a new person romantically? Asking for a fic lol

He’d probably mistake his feelings for a desire to eat them, and start his game by inviting them to coffee. Meanwhile, he’d insist Chie follow them to discover what activities they like.

Shuu would then show up to coffee bearing flowers, their favorite book, or something related to their hobbies – whatever Chie found.

After a while, he might realize he enjoys meeting them because he likes their company, and he’d miss them if he ate them. This confuses him, so the person might actually have to be blunt about how

a) they know his intentions

and

b) “you’re actually experiencing a crush, silly.”

They may also say they totally talked to Chie and figured out Tsukiyama’s identity.

They will then have to talk Tsukiyama out of the immediate marriage he suddenly wants.

He will spoil them rotten, refer to them as royalty and have several dozen pet names for them, and tell Mirumo about how much he likes them. And Mirumo will then like them, because he’d be glad his son stopped confusing crushes and food.

Totally sure Hanbee is the one who bought that Dark lolita dress and stiled Suzuya for the auction.

“Wow, you like pretty dresses, Hanbee.” Suzuya slides his fingers around the silky black fabric. His squad is gathered around in their living room, watching to see if Hanbee came through on his promise to find the perfect outfit for their leader.

“It seemed your style. Delicate and deadly.” Hanbee’s cheeks burn. Mizurou gives him a thumbs up.

Suzuya giggles. He skips towards his room, hollering over his shoulder. “I’ll put it on, but then you help me with my makeup!”

“Does Hanbee even know how to do that?” Keijin jokes.

“Hopefully more than we do,” Mikage says.

Hanbee clears his throat and stares at the ground. He’s not that obvious, is he?

When Suzuya appears, Mikage whistles and Mizurou elbows Hanbee.

Apparently he is that obvious. Oops.

He’s soon captivated with how dazzling Suzuya looks. His leader practically sparkles in his Dark Lolita style dress. It goes perfectly with the twisted smile he’s pasted on.

“Here. Let me get my makeup.” Hanbee hurries to his room, and returns carrying glossy hair extensions, red ribbons, and a makeup kit.

Hanbee applies creamy foundation first before lifting crimson lipstick.

“Ooh, like blood,” Suzuya says eagerly.

“I think it’ll look beautiful on him, right Hanbee?” Keijin grins wickedly.

“R- right.” Hanbee’s hands tremble as he applies the stain to Suzuya’s lips.

Next is eyeshadow and eyeliner. Suzuya doesn’t even flinch as Hanbee traces over his lids, crafting points as sharp as any quinque.

“We should take pictures. You look wonderful. I almost forget we’re going into battle.” Mizurou chuckles as Hanbee puts the finishing touches on Suzuya’s hair.

Suzuya smiles up at Hanbee. “Thank you, Hanbee.”

“You’re welcome, Squad Leader,” Hanbee whispers back as his heart accelerates.

Shuu having sex with his partner and he yells out something in French (eg Tres Bien™) and his partner starts laughing and so on

Tsukiyama Shuu pants above you. His breath tickles your cheek as your bodies grind together.

“I – I’m – Ah – (Y/N) – Ahhh – Tres Bien! Excellent! SWEET HARMONYYYYYY!” He shrieks as his eyes roll back in his head.

“Shuu?” You gasp as he shakes with the force of release. His sweat drips onto your face, and you quite like it.

He collapses, burying his face against your chest. “Ma cherie, you make me the happiest man in the world.”

“Oh, really?” You can’t hold back your laughter anymore.

“What is wrong?” Shuu lifts his head. He sounds scandalized.

“Shuu, they probably heard you screaming all the way in China,” you tease.

“Oh, is that so?” Shuu smirks as he slips his lips down your body. “Let’s see if they can hear you all the way in America. They don’t call me the Gourmet for nothing.”

Pure. Ayahina. Smut. (bonus if Hinami tops)

“Hina, what are you doing?” Ayato awakens to Hinami slipping into his room. Tomorrow he leaves Goat’s Headquarters to explore the 24th Ward, and he really needs a good night’s sleep.

“Saying goodbye,” she whispers, sliding closer to his bed. She wraps her arms around him. “Stay safe.”

“I always do,” he says.

Hinami snorts, and Ayato has to chuckle. “Okay, okay, okay. I promise.”

“Good.” She kisses his forehead, and Ayato responds with a forceful kiss to her mouth.

Hinami gasps and pulls him closer to her.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for ages,” Ayato admits.

“Oh really?” Hinami blushes in the dark.

“Yes. But I never realized how special you are until you were in Cochlea and I thought I could lose you. That was horrible beyond words,” Ayato says.

Hinami’s heart melts. “I love you, too, Ayato.”

Ayato gasps. She understands! He kisses her again, and Hinami falls over him.

Hinami peers down at him. “Hey.”

“Do you…do you want to…” Ayato can’t say the words. He’s too scared.

“Yes.” Hinami smiles.

“Me too,” he squeaks.

He loves the feeling of Hinami atop him, pulling up his shirt and kissing his chest. He loves the feeling of her pulling down his pants and what she finds underneath. Hopefully it’s more than she expected.

He loves her guiding his hands under her shirt, to feel her pert little breasts. When he removes her skirt, his heart pounds with love and desire, and a moan escapes his lips.

“You’re so cute.” Hinami leaves a butterfly kiss on his cheek. They roll around on his bed, unsure what to do for a bit besides explore, and then finally Ayato summons the courage to ask her if she’s ready.

She nods.

“Let me know if it hurts,” he says quickly. “I’ll go slow.”

Hinami doesn’t even wince. She smiles instead, ecstatic to be linked to him , and slowly begins rocking her body atop his.

Ayato cries out a few minutes later, after quickly pulling out because he’s not idiot enough to risk a baby. No, he must make sure this is as pleasant for Hina as for him. He reaches for her, and she clutches him tightly until he makes her gasp with pleasure.

When it’s over, and their euphoria fades into satisfaction, they snuggle together. Ayato still wishes he never had to leave, but if he had to, this is exactly the goodbye he would have wanted.

What if Shirazu survived and became best pals with higemaru

You mean this isn’t canon?! :O

“All right!” Urie stumbles out of his room, soaking wet from the bucket that just fell from his doorframe. “Which one of you was it? Which one?!”

Higemaru and Shirazu blink innocently.

“I would never hurt you, Squad Leader,” says Higemaru.

“We just want to support you,” adds Shirazu.

“Like hell you do!” Urie splutters. “It’s cold!”

“Aw.” Higemaru wraps an arm around Urie. “Here’s a warm hug from a friend.”

“Saiko! Mutsuki! Someone!” Urie fumes.

“What?” Mutsuki appears and tries not to laugh at the sight of a sopping wet Urie.

“Looks like the mischief twins struck again,” Saiko says sweetly. Hsaio smirks.

“I’m cold.”

“Let Mutsuki warm you,” Aura grumbles, shuffling out of his room.

Urie gasps.

“Sorry, Urie. We won’t do that again,” Shirazu assures him.

“We’ll think of something else, right?” Higemaru grins at Shirazu.

“Absolutely, pal.” Shirazu holds up his hand, and Higa slaps him high-five.

“I can’t handle you two.” Urie bolts into the bathroom, shaking his head.

Haise makes thanksgiving dinner for the Quinx

“I think I burned the corn.” Saiko stares at the black-tinged pellets in the bowl.

“It’s okay,” Sasaki assures her.

“All right! I’m so excited!” Shirazu zooms into the dining room.

“Me too.” Mutsuki giggles nervously as he folds each napkin. They’re using fine silverware for this American holiday.

“Humbug.” Urie rolls his eyes.

“Not the right holiday,” Shirazu sings.

“Shut it.” But ever Urie has to admit, the turkey and that cranberry jelly look scrumptious.

“To start, I think we are supposed to say what we’re thankful for,” says Sasaki, taking his place at the head of the table.

“I’m thankful for food!” Shirazu announces, drooling at the biscuits laid before him.

“I’m thankful for Sasaki preparing all of this,” Mutsuki says softly.

“I’m thankful we can eat human food,” Saiko says.

And now it’s Urie’s turn.

“I’m thankful to work at CCG and have a chance to make a difference in the world.”

Saiko rolls her eyes, Shirazu grins, and Mutsuki nudges Urie with his foot. He smiles.

Sasaki clears his throat. “I’m thankful for all of you.”