What if Iyo and Nico met and fell in love?

YES.

THIS.

I STAN THIS.

– They meet when Iyo seeks out Helter Skelter to meet people in a ghoul-friendly environment.

– Intrigued by Nico’s philosophy on beauty, Iyo orders her a drink. That’s when Nico feels flutters in her heart.

– They have a dance contest. Iyo is fantastic at dancing in proper, ballroom style. Nico is wild and crazy, but fantastic in her own way. They decide to marry their two styles, and leave together for a long walk.

– They meet up the next day and confess their feelings.

– Iyo is a bit insecure after marrying a guy who wasn’t attracted to her, so Nico provides plenty of praise.

– Nico is a bit insecure from the guys who have hurt her before, so Iyo is gentle and comforting when needed.

– They occasionally hold each other and cry about pain from their past relationships.

– Iyo joins the clowns as a slightly calming influence.

– Matsuri once ran into his ex-wife and Nico in a gay bar. They all wound up buying each other drinks and chatting amicably, and in the end, he told Iyo he was happy she found someone to love.

Everyone’s reactions to watching ‘The Handmaid’s Tale’. I am watching season 2 and I am feeling like i’m watching ‘Sunlit Garden: the series’

Furuta Nimura – secretly writes a ‘better’ version, in which Serena Joy finally leaves and murders the Commander.

Rize Kamishiro – loves all the theories and analysis. Refuses to say why she loves it so much. Probably runs a blog on it.

Arima Kishou – could not get past the first episode due to guilt.

Arima Yusa – Was not allowed to watch. Snuck it and has spent the next three days pondering.

Ihei Hairu – tries desperately to convince herself it isn’t like the garden at all.

Ihei Shio – Snuck it, cried straight through.

Souza Rikai – Became even more determined to fight after sneaking the episodes.

Hsaio Ching-Li – Hopes all the women rise up and revolt. Just like she wanted the Handmaids to unite and defend Janine, she will unite to defend her Sunlit Garden sisters and brothers.

Washuu Yoshitoki – Riddled with agony as he watches, feels conflicted. He secretly hopes Marude watches it so they can discuss.

Washuu Matsuri – relates far too much to Ofglen’s predicament.

Washuu Iyo – Ofglen is also her favorite. She and Matsuri write fanfiction of her.

Washuu Tsuneyoshi – dismisses it as feminist propaganda.

Matsuri and Iyo being //a brotp// please

“Matsuri, are you really leaving the house in that?” Iyo scoffs.

“What’s wrong with my outfit?” Matsuri adjusts his plaid jacket. His tie is floral.

“If you’re going to be seeing Urie Kuki today, you’d got to wear something flashier. Give me five minutes.” Iyo saunters back into their room and yanks open his closet. She used to read illicit fashion magazines Rize snuck into the garden. She can transform her husband into a dashing man.

Five minutes later, Iyo emerges from their room struggling under a colossal load of jackets and ties.

“What is all that?” Matsuri exclaims.

“We’re picking your best outfit. I know you don’t have meetings this morning. And Urie is important to you!” Iyo dumps the clothing on Matsuri. Her hands plant on her hips.

When Matsuri enters CCG an hour later, his hair is less gelled than normal. Slightly messier, like a Washuu. He smells like cologne, and wears a fitted navy jacket.

He can’t wait to see Urie – and tell Iyo how her plan worked.

Iyo falls in love with an Ukaku Ghoul girl that she sees regularly in a coffee shop. Matsuri finds out and confronts her (and is also a no. 1 shipper)

Iyo enters the Washuu mansion whistling.

“How was your date?” Matsuri leans against the doorframe to their bedroom.

“What?” Iyo drops her purse in shock.

“Iyo, it’s obvious you’re flirting with that girl. I saw it the moment I passed the cafe.”

“Shut up.” Iyo blushes. She’s caught; she knows it.

“Hey, so long as Tsuneyoshi doesn’t find out, I ship it.” He grins. “What’s her name?”

“Nothing!” Iyo stomps her foot.

“She doesn’t have one?”

“Ack, you’re so annoying!” Iyo claps her hands over her cheeks to block her blush. “It’s Mikan.”

“Mikan, eh?” Matsuri strokes his chin. “I like it. She’s cute, too. If I were straight, I’d date her.”

“If you were straight, we’d have a functional marriage,” Iyo counters.

“Touche,” he says. “Well, tell me more. I’m so excited to hear about your crush.”

Oooohhhh. Description of tg girls’ boobs? (if you’re comfy with it obv)

Kirishima Touka – Quite proud of her mole. Pretty confident in her chest size, large enough to be envied but not large enough to hurt.

Irimi Kaya – Small, firm breasts that are perfect for battle.

Fueguchi Hinami – Still kinda insecure.

Kosaka Yoriko – Wishes she had Touka’s boobs.

Nishino Kimi – Felt average. But Nishiki likes them, and now she’s into wearing adventurous bras.

Kanae Von Rosewald – Would rather pretend she doesn’t have them.

Chie Hori – Has photographed her own more than once. May or may not have shown Shuu.

Yoshimura Eto – Loves her smallish chest. Hates bras.

Itori – Also proud of her mole, and loves displaying her perfectly proportioned chest.

Hoito Roma – Has occasionally complained that she can stay young but not grow her boobs.

Mado Akira – She likes indulging in lacy push-up bras.

Gori Misato – Fond of sports bras and other practical wear.

Kusakari Miza – Decided long ago she was going to be a warrior with large boobs, and any male who dismissed her could face her three blades.

Ihei Hairu – Likes trying on lingerie and other fancy underwear. Secretly quite likes her boobs.

Yonebayashi Saiko – luxurious and beautiful. She’s proud of them, even if they hurt her shoulders.

Hsaio Ching-Li – Is ‘meh’ on her whole chest thing.

Aura Kiyoko – As a veteran, she’s an avid proponent of wearing well-fitted bras.

Kamishiro Rize – Knows her boobs are effing unparalleled, yet vacillates between loving them and hating them because of the attention gross men sometimes give her. 😦

Nico – Sometimes wishes she had boobs.

Asa – Okay but what are these strange things growing on her chest and how can she put artwork on them?

Iyo – The fact that Matsuri did not notice her lovely boobs was her first clue.

The gay/bi girls’ reactions to seeing another girl’s boobs irl for the first time?

Hmmm who else do you headcanon as gay/bi? Here’s my list, but let me know if you want more.

Kamishiro Rize – NOM.

Irimi Kaya – Bow-wow.

Itori – Whips out her own.

Hoito Roma – How unladylike. Wanna be unladylike with me?

Yonebayashi Saiko – Wow, so sexy. Also, mine are bigger.

Hsaio Ching-Li – CUTE! *cheeks red*

Yoshimura Eto – honey, want to come home with me?

Kanae Von Rosewald – Welllllll now. Master Shuu is still sexier, but hot damn.

Yumitsu Tomoe – Can I touch them?

Washuu Iyo – *whimpers*

Okay from that thing with Matsuri and Iyo it just gives me the impression that she’s gay as well (or at least bi preferring girls) so can we maybe have a continuation of that scenario where she just casually mentions it?

Iyo asks? Absolutely, Nonny-Mouse.

“By the way,” Iyo admits the next morning, “I should probably tell you, Matsuri my dear, you’re not the only one who likes the same gender.”

“What?” Matsuri gapes at her.

“I had the largest crush on Rize when we were kids. Souta and I would always squabble over her.” Iyo grins.

Matsuri’s brain does not compute. “Heh?”

“I like men, too.” Iyo shrugs. “But Rize will always be my ideal partner.”

“I wish we knew where she was.” Maybe if they find her, she’ll love Iyo. And then Iyo and Rize can secretly marry as Matsuri secretly marries Urie, and all will be well.

He tells his idea to Iyo, and she shakes her head. “You do realize the whole ‘secret’ is a problem itself, right?”

“Yes,” Matsuri mumbles. “But I – I want my Dad to love me.”

“Your father does love you. Tsuneyoshi doesn’t even love your dad, so don’t take it personally.” Iyo hugs Matsuri. “Anyway, I just thought I should tell you. You’re not alone.”

He hugs her back. Maybe, just maybe, they can be friends and allies. Partners in a non-marital sense.

“Now, have fun at work.” Iyo waves. “I’ll have fun reading your novels.”

When Matsuri returns, he swings by the largest bookstore around and picks up the bestselling erotic lesbian novels he can find for Iyo.

Can I have a scenario where Iyo finds out that Matsuri is gay and is totally cool with it?

I’m always here for more Washuu angst. ❤

“What are you reading?” Matsuri enters the bedroom he unfortunately shares with Iyo to see his dashing Captive Prince series in her hands.

“Your novels. They’re quite engrossing, actually.” Iyo smiles at him.

Matsuri’s heart races. “You went through my things!”

“Do you prefer Damen or Laurent? I see you more as the Damen Type.” Iyo closes the book.

Matsuri turns red. “Iyo.”

“Matsuri, you didn’t even touch me on our wedding night.” Iyo laughs. “I know, okay?”

“Iyo!”

“I actually appreciated it. I was raised to breed with all of you, remember?” Iyo sighs. “It made me happy you would’t force me.”

Matsuri sputters. “I mean – of course I wouldn’t.”

“Then you’re better than half your family, but you know that already.” Iyo hands him his book. This is a forceful, matter-of-fact side to her he’s never seen before. For the first time, Matsuri admires her.

“It’s okay. I’m not angry. We’re both…being forced to play sexual roles we don’t want.”

“They don’t have to be sexual,” Matsuri mutters. “They won’t be.”

“I agree,” Iyo says. “We’ll just tell them we’re having trouble conceiving as long as we can. But now the question is, what can we do to help you?”

“Nothing.” Matsuri flops dramatically across their bed. “Urie doesn’t love me.”

“Urie?” Iyo rolls her eyes. “I should have known!”

“I hate to break it to you, but even I could see he’s not interested.” Iyo sighs and runs her hands through Matsuri’s hair. “We’ll figure out something. We’ve got time.”

“Iyo?” Matsuri says as they prepare for sleep that night. “Thank you.”

“Thank you, too.” Iyo takes his hand, and he no longer feels nervous. They’re friends now.

He’s not alone. Together, they can figure this out.

Au where yoshitoki has a spine and supports matsuri to choose his own way and stands up to tsuneyoshi for matsuri also also for Furuta

Bless you. I love Yoshitoki.

TW for sexual assault and homophobia.

Washuu Yoshitoki paces back and forth in his office. He’s caught Matsuri writing love notes to Urie Kuki three times in the last few months.

It’s wrong. Matsuri is married to Iyo until they produce a child, and in that time he ought to be faithful to her. Yoshitoki never betrayed Matsuri’s mother – he even tried to find her last year, until Tsuneyoshi found out.

Has he taught Matsuri nothing about honor?

Yoshitoki tries not to laugh. He’s a ghoul killing ghouls, someone who bred a child and then allowed his family to take away its mother. The mere notion of honor is preposterous.

“You’re not really worried about that,” Marude says from behind him, ever the voice of reason.

Yoshitoki winces.

His son – Tsuneyoshi’s grandson – is gay.

“There’s nothing wrong with him being gay.” Marude watches Yoshitoki carefully.

“I know.” Yoshitoki breathes in deeply. “But Tsuneyoshi doesn’t.”

How can he explain their secrets to his best friend without betraying him?

Suppose he arranges for Iyo to divorce Matsuri. She’ll be happier, and so will Matsuri.He’ll have to ferret her away to freedom of sorts, lest she face Tsuneyoshi’s wrath.

How can he explain this to Marude?

“I don’t know your secrets,” Marude warns, “but I want to help you.”

Yoshitoki half-smiles. “Contact a divorce lawyer.”

“Shouldn’t you consult Matsuri first?” Marude raises his eyebrows.

“Yes, yes I should.” Yoshitoki sighs. Nothing is normal in this family. Matsuri can wait.

Tsuneyoshi, however, summons a Washuu family meeting the next day. This can’t be a coincidence. Yoshitoki swallows.

“Wonder who’ll die today?” Furuta giggles as they enter Tsuneyoshi’s quarters. His half-brother is a strange one Yoshitoki can never figure out. Souta despises V, yet he always angles himself directly in front of Tsuneyoshi, desperately angling for attention he never gets.

Arima nods at Yoshitoki, impassive as ever. He stands with Ihei Hairu, surrounded by Zero Squad children and Hsaio Ching-Li. Iyo and Matsuri stand close to the door, Yoshitoki and Furuta beside Tsuneyoshi’s desk.

Tsuneyoshi turns his dark eyes to Matsuri. “Is this woman not pleasing you, grandson?”

Matsuri chokes, and Iyo turns deathly pale.

Yoshitoki hangs his head. This is all his fault.

“Your father here was looking into a divorce lawyer,” snipes Tsuneyoshi.

Matsuri goggles at Yoshitoki. “Dad?”

“Matsuri.” Yoshitoki stares at him. “I know.”

“Don’t we all know?” Furuta jokes. His face falls when Tsuneyoshi yields no response.

Matsuri shakes. “I – I can’t -”

“What’s wrong with Iyo? I rather liked her.” Tsuneyoshi’s eyes rake over her. “Not man enough?”

“He’s man enough to know he likes men,” Yoshitoki says quietly.

“What was that?” Tsuneyoshi’s voice is deadly.

“Stop manipulating my son. You’ve taken his mother; you’re not taking his love life on top of that. And you’re not stealing Iyo’s, either.” Yoshitoki can’t believe the words running out of his lips. When was his soul replaced with Marude?

“Father, I don’t understand.” He pleads. “You can’t even respect Souta enough for attention. Why is our family mere tools to you?”

Tsuneyoshi glares daggers at Yoshitoki. “Do you want to die under a quinque?”

“It won’t be mine,” Arima says quietly.

“Souta would, right?” Tsuneyoshi smiles at Souta, and for a moment, the boy’s face brightens.

“It’d be all of us against you, old man.” Furuta sniffs.

Yoshitoki remembers the parting kiss from his wife, the plea that he raise their child well. If you have to fight for him, fight.

And he responded, I will.

He’s long hated that he never fought for her. He will damn sure fight for her son, and all the sons and daughters of the Washuus.

Yoshitoki yanks open the office door. “Let’s go, Matsuri, Iyo.”

To Tsuneyoshi’s ire, the entire family files out of his office.

“Get back here.”

“We’re done lying!” taunts Furuta. “Well, lying for you.”

He angles himself closer to Yoshitoki, with the same eager eyes he bestows on Tsuneyoshi.

Yoshitoki smiles at him, and Furuta gasps with happiness.

“Father.” Outside the mansion, Matsuri has tears in his eyes.

“I know you think you’ve disappointed me. You haven’t – I’ve been the disappointment of a father.” Yoshitoki embraces his son. “I’m sorry I ignored your pain.”

Matsuri hiccups. “I love you, Dad.”