I feel like if Miza and Naki got married Naki would be a loud-and-proud husband. Like he’ll see Miza, go grab her hand, and then yell “THAT’S MY WIFE, MOTHERFUCKERS” and Miza would be like, slightly quieter, but just as proud. Scenario or headcanons just after they get married maybe? (be it bite Marks or full ceremony)

“THAT’S MY WIFE, MOTHERFUCKERS! THE WIFE OF NAKI OF THE WHITE SUITS!” Naki grabs Miza’s hand and holds it up high.

Miza had just entered the coffeeshop that Hinami and Touka had festooned with ribbons and a giant white cake for their human guests. Chie follows, taking photo after photo.

Miza smirks back at him. “And there’s my husband, the husband of Miza of the Three Blades.”

“Kiss me,” whines Naki.

“Gladly.” Miza sweeps Naki off his feet and plants her lips on his.

The edge of his bite marks are visible around his neck. Miza had attacked him savagely, and he loved it. He’d had to repeat her bites three times. The first two times, he’d been scared of hurting her. But now hers are healing with a wonderful ache.

Chie snaps another picture.

“So are you the White Blades now?” Tsukiyama teases. “Better than the Three Suits.”

“Tsukiyama, give us a moment to be the cutest couple around, okay?” Miza snorts.

He gasps. “But you are, my dears! I just wanted to make you even cuter!”

“Miza, I feel very close to the floor,” whispers Naki.

“You!” Miza shakes her head and lifts him back up.

“Don’t kill each other on your wedding day,” Kaneki suggests.

“Never.” Naki wraps Miza in a tight embrace. “She is studious and I love her!”

“Eh?” Miza frowns.

“Umm…Tsukiyama, what’s that word you taught me? The one I wanted to use for Miza?” Naki looks distressed.

Tsukiyama laughs. “Stupendous.”

“Yes! That! Miza, you are stupendous.” Naki grins, and she launches herself into his arms.

“You’re adorable, you knucklehead.”

Saiko x Mutsuki romance please! It’s a lonely ship to be in. Saiko tries her best to save Mutsuki by accepting all the ugly bits and sticking by him through the hardest days of recovery

“Why don’t you just leave? I – I hate women.” Mutsuki clenches his hands. He squeezes his eyes shut, wishing he were anywhere but here.

“No, you don’t, you blockhead. Stop trying to make me hate you!” Saiko stomps her foot.

She pries Mutsuki’s eyelid open. “Hey there, Mucchy.”

Mutsuki sniffles. “I’m grotesque.”

“Hey, I’m the one who gets constantly told she’s overweight.”

“At least you’re pretty! And you’re nice on the inside.” Mutsuki curls in a ball. “I’m neither.”

“I think you’re handsome. I think you’re nice inside, too.” Saiko strokes Mutsuki’s hair. “I love you, Mucchan, and I’m not leaving you.”

“But why?” spits Mutsuki.

“Because I love you.” Saiko wraps her arms around Mutsuki. “Shh. Rest. It’s okay. I’ll be here when you’re awake.”

Mutsuki shakes his head. “What if I go nuts and try to hurt you?”

“Then I’ll stop you. I’m not afraid of you, Mutsuki. And I won’t be.” Saiko kisses his forehead. He lays his tired head on her chest and drifts to sleep.

I’m weird, but could I request Kaneki/Furuta scenario?

Not weird at all!

“Kanekiiiiii,” whines Furuta. “I’m lonely.”

“Furuta, I just got up.” Kaneki pulls his shirt on.

“I’m still lonely.” Furuta leaps up and pulls Kaneki back down on their bed. He pokes his nose. “You don’t seem happy. I need you to be happy. If you, the first artificial half-ghoul, can’t be happy, how can I?”

“How can I?” Kaneki replies, staring up at Furuta.

“Will Mr. Ducky help?” Furuta hands him his beloved rubber duck.

Kaneki can’t resist a smile. “We’re more than what our parents made us, aren’t we?”

“We have to be,” says Furuta. “Please don’t let your mom destroy us.”

“If you don’t let Tsuneyoshi destroy you,” Kaneki says, studying Souta’s distressed expression. Even the very mention of Tsuneyoshi’s name is enough to unglue his beloved.

“I’m working on it,” Furuta says tightly.

“Me too.” Kaneki pulls Furuta closer for a kiss. Furuta smiles in relief.

They’re incredibly fucked up, but they’re working on it. And maybe someday they’ll find themselves relieved they talked today.

When they learn of their Romanian heritage, the Kaneki trifecta decide to get in tough with their roots, starting with learning the Romanian language, cause having a secret language is awesome. (One phrase they could exchange is “Fratele Meu (means “my brother”- for Rin to her brothers) and “Sora Mea” (meaning “my sister”))

Do you know Romanian? That’s awesome.

“Fratele Meu, can you pass the sugar.” Rin waves at Kaneki.

“What does that mean again?” Suzuya frowns.

“Of course, Sora Mea.” Kaneki winks and hands her three sugar packets. “What do you think it means, Juuzou?”

Suzuya sighs. “Brother and sister?”

“Yup.” Rin empties the sugar packets in her coffee.

“Multumesc,” says Suzuya. “See, I am learning!”

“You are indeed.” Rin nods.

“What are we learning?” Tsukiyama Shuu pirouettes into the room.

“That you’re a gurmand,” says Suzuya, stuffing his mouth full of chocolate.

“Sacre bleu! That sounds like an insult,” cries Tsukiyama.

“Ţine-ţi limba după dinţi,” replies Rin sweetly.

“My heart!” Tsukiyama clutches his chest.

“He’s politely declined your command,” Kaneki says to Rin.

“When the fuck did I move to Europe?” Touka storms into Re. “You guys, yelling in all sorts of languages is going to scare off all my customers!”

The Kaneki trifecta have their last conversation with Alucard, their ancestor, before he has to go back to London to the plot of Hellsing. He tells them the true story of Prince Vlad of Wallachia (sold to a Sultan as a child who raped him for years before he killed him, rose as a prince who fought and killed for his God only to be killed by his people, and sell his soul to the devil). He tells them what Van Hellsing taught him: “Only a man can kill a monster”.

“Please tell us more.” Rin leans forward eagerly. Kaneki is dutifully taking notes through his tears, and Suzuya is clutching Kaneki’s shoulders.

Alucard sighs. “There’s not much more. I suppose my words apply to all of you now.”

“Which ones?” Kaneki looks at his notes.

“I’m sorry that happened to you,” Suzuya says.

“And I’m sorry for what Madam did to you,” Alucard replies. “But, Kaneki especially: to become a monster as I am, is to admit you were too weak to remain human.”

Kaneki flinches. “I had to.”

“So did I, I thought.” Alucard stares into the distance. “Only a man can kill a monster.”

Kaneki looks at Suzuya.

“You can’t kill a monster using monstrous methods.” Now Alucard looks at Suzuya, who swallows.

Mr. Shinohara? Monstrous methods?

“Rin, you’re the full human among your family.”

“Me?” she squeaks. She’s always felt insecure in her humanity. “Are you saying my humanity is…important?”

“I don’t think your humanity means anything,” Alucard says bluntly. “But I think your compassion and empathy surpass your brothers’. That’s more important than your species. And if you want a path forward for both species, you’ll have learn a new way of fighting, beyond embracing the violence.”

Rin sniffles. “Do you think any of us can?”

“Together?” Alucard looks in each of their eyes. “Yeah, I do.”

mucchan got drunk and urie had give him a piggyback ride to his bed, then wouldn’t fall asleep unless urie didnt cuddle with him :3

Awwwwwwww.

“Urie-san. U – Urie-shan.” Mutsuki slings his arms around Urie and spins in front of him. “Love me!”

“I do, Tooru.” Urie smiles. He’s a bit tipsy himself – okay, more than a bit. But Mutsuki probably won’t remember this in the morning.

“I can’t walk.” Mutsuki slumps over to rest his head on Urie’s chest.

“We’re almost to our door, Mucchan.”

“No!” Mutsuki tightens his grip on Urie’s shirt. “Love me! Don’t make me walk.”

Urie fights back a grin. “Okay, then.” He lifted Mustuki onto him piggyback style.

“I love you, Kuki,” Mutsuki murmurs, tightening his grip on Urie’s shoulders.

“Don’t throw up on me, please.” Urie marches into the Chateau, up the stairs and into Mutsuki’s bedroom. “Here we are!”

He lays Mutuski on his bed, but Mutsuki shakes his head wildly. “Don’t leave me, Urie! Love me!”

“I do,” Urie protests with a laugh.

Mutsuki holds out his hands. “CUDDLESH.”

“Okay, I’ll just close the door, all right?”

“NO. Cuddle me now.”

Urie shrugs and slips into bed besides Mutsuki. Mutsuki immediately burrows his head in Urie’s chest and falls asleep.

Urie stays awake a while longer, stroking Mutsuki’s shiny hair.

The next morning, Urie and Mutsuki find themselves nursing hangovers and dealing with Facebook fallout, after Saiko posted surreptitious pictures of their cuddlefest.

Post ch 125? Kaneki waking in Touka’s lap

Kaneki awakens with a fluttering in his heart and a smile on his face. His eyes are swollen, as if he’s been crying. Hmm?

He looks up to see Touka smiling down at him. Her hands stroke his hair, and his head rests on her bare thighs.

“Hi,” he croaks.

“How are you?” Touka sounds nervous.

“Happy.” Kaneki rubs sleep out of his eyes. He sits up and runs his hands down Touka’s chest.

“Me too.” Touka snuggles closer.

He wraps her in his arms and breathes in her scent. He never noticed before, how she smells like coffee even when she’s not at her job. It’s like coffee’s a part of her, and he loves that.

They will have to flee their hideout soon. The 24th ward, and all the ghouls of GOAT, await. But not yet. He can afford a few more seconds in Touka’s loving arms.

Please. A scenario in which Arima bursts out laughing that no one is allowed to talk about for fear of First Rate Hunk™

First Rate Hunk, eh? 😉

Arima walks into his office with a sigh. The lights are dimmer these days, and he can barely see out of his right eye.

He’s very tired and allows himself to slump over at his desk.

“Knock, knock.” Hirako, Ui, and Hairu hurry in. “Arima, we have all this paperwork and -”

“HELL ALMIGHTY.” Hairu swears and points to Arima’s cabinets, the cabinets he hasn’t really been able to see because they’re on his right.

“Oh, hello.” Shio waves. He’s standing atop Yusa, who stands atop Rikai, who strains on her hands and knees.

His hands are in Arima’s candy drawer.

“Whoa!” Yusa wobbles, and RIkai lets them all fall.

Arima bursts out laughing.

“Did you just freeze when he came in?” Hirako cries.

“How did you not notice?” Ui exclaims.

“Shio, Yusa, Rikai.” Arima wipes his eyes.

“You told us to practice stealth,” Yusa says.

“That I did.” Arima shakes his head in amusement. “If any of you mention this, I swear you’ll discover the true meaning of IXA.”

“Not even to Sasaki?” Shio whines. “Because I just texted him while we were talking.

Rewrite of the chap where Naki dies and instead Kaneki comes early and deflects the Oggai attack (bc he’s been defending Touka and Hinami, why not precious blonde bean?) and Miza telling him off for almost dying?

PRECIOUS BLONDE BEAN!!! He totally is.

Big bro… Naki teeters against the Oggai’s blades.

“Naki!” screams Miza. She lunges forward, but she won’t be there in time –

Bam!

Kaneki’s rinkaku slams the Oggai onto their backs.

“King?!” Miza cries.

“KANEKI!” Naki shrieks. His vigor renewed, he leaps sideways and knocks several of the children unconscious.

“Don’t kill them – just stop them,” Kaneki orders. He smacks a few more into the tunnel wall.

“Got it.” Miza positions herself besides Naki. “By the way, if you die on me, I’ll get Yamori to torture you in heaven.”

“M – Miza!” Naki looks horrified. “I would never leave you!”

In the manga when the Quinx and Sasaki crossdressed for a mission Mutsuki gets drunk and acts all happy and exuberant. How about an extension to this scene where Mutsuki, after saluting Sasaki, gets a little handsy with Sasaki and flirts with his beloved sensei, not entirely because of the alcohol. And Sasaki likes the attention Mutsuki pays him.

“Shashaki.” Mutsuki rubs his mentor’s shoulders. “You’re sho pretty. You’re the prettiesht girl here.”

“Mucchy?” Saiko raises her eyebrows.

“Sho pretty. Isn’t she?” Mutsuki leans against Sasaki.

“Yas.” Shirazu raises his glass. “A toast to our pretty Sasaki!”

The Quinx clink their glasses together, and Mutsuki turns back to Sasaki.

“You’re the nicesht pershon I know. Do you like me? Am I your friend?” Mutsuki grips Sasaki’s arm to keep his balance as the room spins around him. “Pleash shay yesh.”

“Of c-c-course, you’re my friend.” Sasaki’s face is purple. But Mutsuki’s eyes are so round and cute and innocent and irresistible.

“Yay!” Mutsuki laughs.

Sasaki leans over and hugs Mutsuki. “See?”

Mutsuki has tears in his eyes. “He likesh me.”