NO LONGER UPDATING. There's not enough Juuzou love, so I decided to write a small(or big)collection of Suzuya Juuzou one-shots. I hope you enjoy! ○( ＾皿＾)っ Gender neutral pronouns are used~ (Though I haven't fully edited everything, so just switch the pronouns with neutral ones. edit: not gonna fix pronouns. takes too much time. i'm lazy. sorry.) Stories are written by me, so they're mine!^^ *I don't own Suzuya Juuzou or Tokyo Ghoul. They belong to Ishida Sui*

Reader x Juuzou Suzuya Tokyo Ghoul re: Manga and Anime based Completed.

~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?

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.

Are you a simp for this man? Me too bitch let's go to therapy together. -THIS IS THE FIRST BOOK I EVER WROTE AND I THINK IT IS KIND OF TRASH JUST TO WARN YOU- This is a Juuzou x reader story. I'm low key doing this for myself bc I need somewhere to write all these cute lil ideas in my head tehe. *JUUZOU WILL NOT BE ABUSIVE OR A HUGE DICK AND NEITHER WILL THE LOVE INTEREST* also I hate when writers make their original characters take over the story so like. Don't worry 'bout me lmao. If you hate waiting for stuff and want to be immediately satisfied: First kiss: Chapter 14 Other kisses: basically every other chapter lmfao -The chapters with sexual content have lemons by their chapter number.- -I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO ANY OF THE ART USED OR TOKYO GHOUL ITSELF- -TRIGGER WARNING- CONTAINS TOPICS OF ABUSE AND ANXIETY ASWELL AS VIOLENCE SUCH AS TORTURE AND MURDER

JUUZOU SUZUYA x PSYCHO!READER ~*~ "Red is the colour of blood, yet also the colour of passion. Purple is the colour of power, yet also the colour of leadership. You are the colour of my downfall, yet also the colour of my world." "What is that supposed to mean?" "I don't know... but I want you to be the one to help me find out." ~*~ Female audience intended, but others can read too if they're okay with the female pronouns.

Juuzou Suzuya surprisingly falls in love. What isn't taken into notice is that his crush, Rhiannon, is a ghoul. But a certain handful of other people seem to notice. Juuzou's partner, CCG Investigator Shinohara knows, as well as Rhiannon's dangerously powerful and incredibly mysterious father. And they aren't too happy about it. Can Juuzou and Rhiannon survive the difficulties of being star-crossed lovers? I do not own Tokyo Ghoul nor the artwork featured in this.

How can I feel this way? He killed her. He killed her in front of me. And yet...