Tsukiyama all fighting over Take

CANON.

“Arima! You’re alive!” Hirako Take gasps as V dissipates, leaving the dead garden children crawling out of the earth. It would be creepy, but Take can see the recognition in Hairu and Arima’s eyes.

“Wait, wait, wait. No.” Tsukiyama jumps between Take and Arima. “Boy is mine. We bonded over Hajime Hazuki.”

“You stole my sister, now I’m stealing your boyfriend,” Yomo shoots back, uncharacteristically angry for Yomo. He grabs Take’s hand.

“Cheating after I saved your life? Renji, Renji, don’t you know Take Hirako has been mine from the start?” No-Face saunters forward.

“Wait.” Arima speaks slowly. “I came back from the dead for Take.”

“I forgave you for Take,” Yomo replies.

Tsukiyama stomps his foot. “I helped him in Goat!”

“So did Renji,” Uta replies with a shimmy. “And Take and I are destined to battle to the death.”

“I thought that was me?” Yomo crosses his arms.

“Take chooses to raise my newly resurrected garden children with however many of you are willing,” says Hirako.

“Wait, you let them die?” Arima looks horrified.

First kiss for Uihai ;)

It happened unexpectedly, because Hairu was always unexpected.

Hairu was running along a fence, balancing with exceptional skill, and Ui was rushing below her.

And then she slipped , and he tried to catch her – and accidentally found her chest in his face.

“I’m sorry!” UI squawked, stumbling backwards.

“For what? You caught me.” Hairu smiled and leaned forward, and then her lips were on his.

Ui froze, but just for a moment. Then he kissed her back with all the passion Ui Koori had ever possessed in his life.

Kiyoko breaking a little whenever Akira calls her “Aunt Kiyoko”? Maybe with a little of Kiyoko trying to comfort Kureo in the wake of Kasuka’s death?

“Aunt Kiyoko!” Ten-year-old Mado Akira darts out her front door, and rushes up to throw her arms around CCG’s most advanced woman investigator.

Though someday, Kiyoko thinks, Akira may surpass her. Her eyes mist.

She misses Kasuka. Her best friend, and her beloved, even if Kasuka was in love with Kureo.

“How are you, Akira?” She asks with a bright smile.

“I passed my exam.” Akira nods.

“With the top score, I presume?” Kiyoko grins. Akira is modest, of course, but she’s the best in her class.

Akira nods, her face flushed.

“I hope your dad is treating you, then.” Kiyoko ruffles Akira’s hair.

“Ah, Kiyoko.” Kureo steps outside wit a sad smile. “Nice to see you again.”

She nods, holding up her mother’s famous soup. Well, Kiyoko is not a good cook, but she tried it for the Mados.

She used to come over all the time, back when Kasuka lived. Those nights were fun. Now, these nights are filled with tears.

But occasionally, she thinks as Akira hurries off, there’s still joy.

That’s how she knows they’ll be all right.

((Love Simon is an amazing movie. You would definitely love it. Just be ready for some serious feels)) Rin discovers that she is pregnant with Rio’s child (they will be a pair in my story) and has a talk with her brothers and Touka about it before she tells Rio.

I am a sucker for Rio pairings. He needs more love.

“Rin, are you okay? You haven’t seemed like yourself.” Touka eyes the younger woman carefully.

Rin drops her eyes. She points to the trash can. A white stick pokes out.

Touka’s mouth drops. “Congratulations!”

“R – really?” stammers Rin.

“Yeah, do you think Ken and I planned to have a kid at the worst time possible?” Touka shrugs. “I can help you bring it up to him if you want.”

“Thank you,” Rin says shyly.

“Does Rio know?” Touka asks.

Rin shakes her head. “I’m afraid…a baby is too much for him. But I want it.”

“Well, you can discuss it. And I think…we will all support you two.” Touka smiles and extends her hand. Rin takes it with gratitude.

When they enter the coffee shop, Suzuya frowns immediately at Jin’s face. “Something’s wrong.”

“Not exactly,” Rin says.

“What happened?” Kaneki races over.

“Please don’t get mad.” Rin bites her lip. Her heart hammers. “I’m…pregnant.”

The room is silent.

“No way! A baby! I can be an uncle!” Suzuya leaps up and down.

“Uh, how?” Kaneki squeaks.

“Ken!” Touka glares at him.

“Please don’t be mad at me,” Rin begs. “Or Rio.”

“Rio! I love him.” Suzuya hugs Rin.

“I’m not mad. Just feeling my age,” Kaneki says. He reaches over and wraps his arms around Rin. “You’re going to be a wonderful mother.”

In Aogiri there’s only a couple of the younger ones that Ayato gets along with, but there’s one who’s a trans girl who’s he’s extremely protective of, and when they have free time to where what they want, she’s nervous to wear a summer dress because she’s nervous she’ll look like a boy, until Ayato walks through with Hinami, both in big party twirly skirts (naturally he wore black)

“Ayato, you have to be the encouragement you want to see.” Hinami bops him on his nose.

“H-h-how?” he stammers.

Hinami grins with an uncharacteristically wicked smile.

Two hours later

She’s the age Ayato was when he joined Aogiri. Only she’s joined Goat instead, and wants both humans and ghouls to cooperate.

She knows she’s on the right path, but she keeps getting stuck because of her body.

Because she wants to mold her body the way No Face molds his, but she isn’t talented enough, and like hell is any doctor going to help her. Besides, she’s a ghoul, and surgeries can be difficult to take.

Still, she watches Touka saunter past in a party dress that almost disguises her protruding stomach. And Miza, in a flowing skirt. And she yearns to join them.

“Hey, [name], come join us.” Ayato’s voice cuts through her ruminations.

She turns around and her mouth drops in surprise. Hinami and Ayato walk past, he in a twirly black skirt, she in a pink one.

“We got a blue one for you. Or, really, Hina did,” Ayato admits. His face is red, but hey, skirts are surprisingly comfortable.

She bursts into delighted laughter. If Ayato Kirishima can wear skirts, so can she. “Where is it?”

Houji/Tatara getting back together (say post-Rushima AU where they’re alive and are working out their relationship), and Houji reacting to the fact that Tatara’s been able to transition since they were last together? You know who I am XD <3

“I’m glad you became who you wanted to be,” Houji says quietly as they sit together in their hotel room. Tatara is on one bed, he on the other.

They said they’re running away together, but they’re not together, not until they confess everything to each other.

“I wasn’t really.” Tatara presses his hands together. “I mean…you weren’t a part of my life. I always thought I would experience this with you by my side.”

“Guess I ended that possibility, didn’t I.” Houji laughs sadly.

“Yeah.”

“I did notice my files on CCG weren’t changed to biological female, though.” Tatara removes his mask.

“I may be a traitor, but I’m not a bigot, Tatara.” Houji groans. It still kills him to see Tatara’s full face. He’s grown even more beautiful.

“We’re both murderers and traitors, I suppose.” Tatara looks away.

“We’re alive, though.” Houji draws a deep breath.

Tatara arises and crosses the room to press his lips against Houji’s.

“I can’t atone for killing your brother,” Houji whispers.

“I can’t atone for turning Seidou into a ghoul, either.” Tatara laughs harshly. “Though I think he’ll figure it out. But I can move on with you.”

“So can I.” Houji allows Tatara to push him down on the bed. He’s kinda excited to see Tatara’s true form.

Since I love angst and things that destroy people… Juuzou struggling with bulimia/disordered eating?? Since it’s so triggering, feel free to decline writing it!!

TW for eating disorders.

I highly recommend getting help and talking to people about it if you have one, as we will see in this scenario. Also, you’re not alone. I promise. ❤

Suzuya can’t believe he’s doing this again, so he ignores that he is.

But sometimes, he likes to starve himself. Especially when he’s reminded of Mr. Shinohara, or he sees Marude and the others who’ve mocked him, because maybe if he’s thin enough he’ll disappear from their snotty gaze.

Sometimes he doesn’t feel good enough. So he eats all the sweets everyone brings him, and then he pukes it up. There’s a satisfaction with the dizziness he experiences afterwards.

He staggers out of the bathroom stall to see Keijin Nakarai against the wall, arms crossed.

“Hey,” he rasps.

“Sick again?” Mizurou Tamaki sits by the sinks, and Hanbee leans against the door. Miyuki Mikage stands in the middle.

“Yes,” Suzuya says softly.

“Look, Suzuya, you’re my squad leader. And I love you. But I’m worried,” says Keijin.

“You always do this when you’re stressed out. The gorging yourself and vomiting,” Mikage says. “I’ve been keeping track.”

Suzuya pales. “No.”

“My sister has bulimia,” says Mizurou, swinging his feet. “It’s always worse when she’s stressed, too.”

“I don’t have that,” Suzuya says angrily. “That’s for girls.”

“You can be any gender and have an eating disorder,” Hanbee says with a sad laugh. “I used to be anorexic. I thought I could make myself shorter that way.”

“Wait, really?” Keijin chokes back a laugh.

“Suzuya, we love you.” Mikage steps forward. “Let us help you.”

Suzuya’s eyes fill. “I don’t even know where to begin.”

“We’ll help you with that, too. First step is us supporting you.” Keijin wraps an arm around his squad leader. “And walking out that door.”

Mutsuki is having extreme night terrors, that get so bad that his kakuhous start convulsing and the rest of the Qs come and wake him up at which point he’s crying because he’s feeling immense guilt and feeling very suicidal, and they all hug him tightly. then he’s scared to go to sleep alone even tho he doesnt say but everyone figures it out anyway and stay with him all cuddled up

TW for suicidal thoughts

“Leave me alone!” Mutsuki’s scream pierces the Chateau.

Saiko stumbles out of her room, Hsaio besides her, but Urie is already barreling into Mucchan’s room. And Aura is close behind.

Saiko and Hsaio rush in to see Higemaru already there, shaking Mutsuki awake.

“Hey.” Urie grabs Mucchan’s shoulder. “You’re here. Tooru.”

Mutsuki gasps slightly. Urie called him Tooru. Urie is here.

“Do you want to talk?” Hsaio asks.

“I just – my family.” Mutsuki’s face crumples. “They were dragging me with them to hell, where I belong.”

“You don’t!” Saiko cries.

“They put you in hell, and now they’re feeling angry that you’ve escaped. None of that was your fault,” Urie says firmly, rubbing Mutsuki’s back. It feels nice, a niceness Mutsuki knows he doesn’t deserve.

“Just…I’m sorry I bothered you,” says Mutsuki, shaking his head. He hates himself.

“Are you suicidal?” Aura asks point-blank.

Mutsuki doesn’t answer.

“Oh, Mutsuki.” Higemaru sighs and settles on the edge of Mutsuki’s bed.

“We’re not leaving you,” Urie says. “We’ll stay here all night. I told you. Over and over, we’re going to be with you.”

Mutsuki’s eyes pool. “But…why?”

“we love you, and we’ll never be sick of saying that,” Saiko replies.

Mutsuki begins to cry again, quietly. Before he knows what’s happening, Urie holds him in his arms, and Saiko is on his pillow. Aura settles by one side, Hsaio the other, and Higemaru remains by his feet.

“It’s a family sandwich, with Mucchy as the vital part,” Saiko announces.

Mutsuki clutches his family. His true family, and prays for his self-hatred to pass.

Naki and Miza’s daughter playing princess games with Uncles Shousei and Hooguro. But! Plot Twist! Shousei is the Princess that needs to be saved from the evil dragon, Hooguro, and nakimiza baby is the handsome Prince coming to save her!

Miza and Naki saunter in their front door, only to halt immediately.

“What…” Miza tries not to laugh. Naki is not so successful, as he immediately doubles over.

“What?” Shousei fluffs his hair around the tiara on his head. He wipes a delicate finger across his brow. “Save me, my handsome Prince!”

“I will!” giggles Naki and Miza’s daughter, lifting her styrofoam sword.

“I will never let you,” grows Hooguro, scampering over the floor like a dog. “Rawr! Feel my flames!”

“I’m a ghoul and I regenerate!” Their daughter stomps her foot and taps Hooguro on his shoulder with her sword.

He cries out and collapses. The little girl whirls around to grab Shousei’s hands. “I have saved you, princess!”

“My love!” Shousei clutches his heart.

“My love!” Naki cries then, grabbing Miza and kissing her with one arm, while his other arm encircles his beloved, brilliant daughter.

A thing: what if Naki takes Miza’s surname because he doesn’t have one?

Can this be canon?

“I now present, Miza and Naki Kusakari,” Kaneki announces as he closes the ceremony.

“Kusakari?” Ayato frowns.

“Naki doesn’t have last name,” Hinami hisses back.

“Hmmph. Well, I think Naki Kusakari sounds nice,” Ayato says stiffly to hide the burning in his eyes.

“You may now kiss,” Kaneki adds.

Naki’s face sparkles as he takes Miza in his arms and kisses her with all the passion he has ever felt.