What if your immaculate desire is to help people fight their most dangerous enemy? Rght, to graduate from the CCG Academy and contribute to society. But what if you have absolutely no talent in arts of fighting? That's right, become a coordinator for special-class investigator and still make a difference to the community. What if you're in Suzuya Juuzou's team? That's right... you better run.

All his pain and suffering, you wanted to bare it with him. Even if it pains you, tears you apart, makes you feel lonely. You didn't care. You would be with him till it kills you. That was a promise. A Juuzou x fem reader :> !!!!!!I do not own Tokyo ghoul or any of the characters, except you ;>!!!!!

'He used to tell me I should keep you close. He said you are like me, that there is a fine line between us. I never understood him, but I'm trying.' Shinohara's message to Juuzou before the owl attack was that you need each other. You could not be any more different, he was a childish young investigator, and you were the major of project 22 - leading young girls to the fight. After a deadly attack where you lose your squad, Juuzou is willing to help you even though you do not like each other. Both of you learn to understand the importance of being together and being vulnerable, learning to overcome the traumas you have been through. WARNINGS: this story contains : Body modification, overstimulation, sexual touch, obsession, and disturbing descriptions of harming and wounding. ***

You tamper with the idea of lucid dreaming in hopes to live out your wildest fantasies, but end up trapped in a nightmare situation. This unexpected dream to reality leads you to a run in with an over eccentric investigator named Juuzou Suzuya...

~Juuzou x Reader AU~ Book 1 of 3 *Began: Monday, January 3, 2022* *Finished: Monday, March 28, 2022* The cruelty of the world is all that twenty-one-year-old Y/N L/N has ever known. Neglected, abused, and thrown aside by the time she was eighteen, she has fought and strived her best to survive every day, even if her lifestyle is one, she dislikes. But one night, all that changes, leaving her injured, terrified, and near-death. That is until a very peculiar person comes to her aid. Who is this person and what will happen? Read on to find out! **NOTE: I do NOT own any of the media (pictures/photos/videos/music/etc.) or any characters (unless mentioned) in this book. All rights go to the original owners/creators. Also, please note that this book may contain mature content (violence, vulgar language, smut/lemon/fluff, possibly some triggering things, and other graphic themes). Please do not read if you are sensitive to any of the said material. Thank you.**

My Crimson Angel, why did you leave me? It hurt. It hurt so much because I love him more than anything. I miss his soft touch, his kisses, his sweet honey smell... You left me and for what? Only if you could tell me... I wish you weren't so stubborn. I wish you could tell me right now why you hate me. So tell me Juuzou, is there a reason to hate your precious Y/n?

Is he looking for a motherly figure? Or maybe someone that can love him... ×-Though this is a Reader x Juuzou Suzuya Fanfiction, It is written in first person dialogue.-× -×To Understand Him - Thread by Thread-× Credits to: Sui Ishida for creating Tokyo Ghoul. Credits to: AProudAsian (and Cousin) for the story. All rights reserved.

Once more you're in a cell. It's not as dark as one previous, but just as cold. The chains that bind you still are no longer there, unlike the evident use of them. The stench of blood, bodily fluids and warmth are not in this cell, it has a churning stench of its own. Unfamiliarity. Mama always told you to adapt. Better than the last she'd say. Better than the last. Once more truly exposed. Utterly bare besides the numerous scars, gashes and deep bruises that envy the galaxies themselves to decorate your womanly figure with. Mama's only form of kisses and affection. Better than the last she'd say. Better than the last. Once more tormented from the inquisitive gazes and downcast glances. You've killed many. You've been envied and praised by the most gruesome beings. Do not strike your cords of sympathy for the undeserved and useless. Mama's found a keeper in you. Better than the last she'd say. Better than the last. Once more you are defenceless. Alone in a little glass cage, observing those observing you from the other side. How I wish I could rip you apart at the seams. I yearn to hear the rattle of your final breath, who you would plead to in your final moment, your final curses at the one tearing you from this wold. Mama's taught you very well. Better than the last she'd say. Better than the last. Once more you are the new plaything. Pain has no value. Torture or tiddilywinks? Nothing but a game. The pieces can be mended, but the cracks will forever show. Mama said you were still beautiful. Better than the last she'd say. Better than the last. Once more you are faced with uncertainty. Torn away at a young age. Taught to fight for your life for the entertainment of others. Forced to please and cater in anyway necessary. Mama said you were an animal. Better than the last she'd say. Better than the last. Once more there's a knocking at the glass. Dull sapphire eyes shift underneath thick lashes. "Kireina, come." Mama forced you to obey better than the last.

Book three of the Mo-ified series! Having come to an agreement, the whole crew is back in action for one final mission before settling down: Kill Big Madam. A new relationship dynamic, a new baby and a new mission: what could possibly go wrong?

Book 2 of the Mo-ified series! Baggage, body mods and a baby. Those three words describe your life right now. Normally, that would repel anyone who might even be remotely interested in you. But Uta can't seem to keep his mind off of you.