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Happy (late) Valentines day! A date with Mizu!

i can’t help but think of mizu x reader who’s working in cosmetology and is super feminine… i’m talking girly girl, pink clothes, items, gold jewelry, hair and makeup and nails are always done… it’s the trope of girl who puts on her hoodies and jeans x girl who takes 3 hours to get ready to go to the grocery store

this idea is so good ahhh

Mizu who lets you straddle her as you apply glitter eyeshadow on the lids of her eyes. She complains and wriggles, but she secretly loves it when she gets to see you like this: concentrated and moody if she didn’t hold still long enough.

You take ages to get ready to go out—doesn’t matter where. Mizu waits on the bed, watching tiktoks of up and coming fencers, all at full volume, completely unaware.

Mizu is always subject to your makeup experiments since she has such good skin despite not having a nighttime routine (she gets too grumpy if you tell her to get up and do a shared nighttime routine)

You’re always jealous of Mizu’s thick dark eyebrows and you often have to bribe her to let you pluck them.

Mizu lets you paint her nails sometimes when she’s wine-drunk and happy and in love. She smiles brightly and giggles when you’re finished. Demands you to take photos of your intertwined hands.

in public, you know the image you both make: you, draped in pink clothes and frills and makeup and mizu—swathed in black and wearing combat boots and that perpetual frown on her face.

Regardless, It’s a nice balance and you sometimes braid Mizu’s long hair, dress her in your own clothes, paint her eyelids and brush blush onto her face before kissing her softly.

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adventure time’s princess bubblegum and marceline inspired this one

Unexpected Interest

Mizu x Male!Prostitute!Reader Summary: Mizu came to Madame Kaji for one thing, to know where to find Abijah Fowler and in order to do so, Madame Kaji requires Mizu to do a mission for her; to kill a girl who is living in suffering with a powerful man. As Mizu waits for the time for her to do her mission, someone knocks on the door. Mizu does not want company, but perhaps she will like this person’s company?

★☽A/N: Blue Eyed Samurai is such a good series! I’m just a bit shocked by the amount of adultery the series had- It kept on flashing me :crying:

Contents: FLUFF - SLIGHT ANGST

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Mizu came to Madame Kaji for one thing, to know where to find Abijah Fowler after her interaction with the man who hides the white man. And in order to get the information she desires, Madame Kaji requires Mizu to do a mission for her; to kill a girl, Kinuyo, who is living in suffering with a powerful man that controls everyone in town, he was named “Boss Hamata.”

As Mizu waits for the time for her to do her mission, someone knocks on the door of her room. She felt pissed. When she waited for Madame Kaji a few hours later, many prostitutes came to her and she declined all of them. She sighed in frustration and quickly gave a response in a stern and harsh tone, “I requested no company.”

The person on the other side spoke in a soft and gentle voice. “Madame thought we could offer you some sake, sir.” Now that was interesting. A male voice? Could it a male prostitute? Though, thinking back, she did see some male prostitutes, fat men. She kinda felt disgusted by the amount of male clients, and even the male prostitutes. Mizu sighed again. “You may come in,” she answered.

She heard the doors open and there was a male prostitute. But the male wasn’t what she expected. He was young, around her age, and was quite attractive. She couldn't stop staring at him. 

He didn't seem to mind and continued to pour the sake into a cup. It was like a plate, but had the ability to hold liquid, such as sake.

Mizu felt intrigued by the prostitute. “What's your name?” She asked with a monotone tone. The male didn't respond, that was pissing her off a bit. "I asked a question," she said sternly. “Y/N, sir." he smiled softly, still not facing her.

She repeated the name in her name, as if she didn't want to forget the name. She felt the name was fitting for him

She continued to watch him, feeling somewhat intrigued. His eyes were covered by a thin white cloth, tied behind head. She wondered why he wore it. She thought it could be a sensory issue or he could be blind and prefers if his clients had no knowledge of it. But she quickly removed the second theory when she saw him looking at her through the cloth, turning his body to face towards her and give her the sake.

He bowed his head and held the cup up, the sake moving slightly. Mizu felt suspicious, truly. Her curiosity and suspicion lingered. She hesitantly took the cup from his hands and he lifted his head up.

She took note of the way he looked at her. Despite the disadvantage of no eyesight, he seemed to be looking at her with curiosity. “Your eyes..” She felt surprised to hear this. So he could see through them? She thought curiously. “Whatever clever insult you thought of will not be as clever as you thought it would be,” she said with a slight grim face. She was used to people calling her names, like “mixed breed” for an example. She thought he would be no different to the rest of them.

That's why she was shocked when he said “they're beautiful, a color I've never seen outside of the sky and sea” with a smile on his face. She was also surprised he could see her eye color through the white cloth, she concluded that it must be thin, able to hide his eyes but still gave him the ability to see. “That's.. New,” she muttered out, drinking the sake. It wasn't anything fancy and overly good sake, but it's good considering the place must have good funds from their clients.

“Is it? Though do tell me why your eyes are the color they are?” He asked with his head tilted to the side. Mizu stayed silent, a solemn face displayed on her face. She wasn't proud of being mixed. After all, she was always called names and such for her mixed race, her eye color is a clear indication that she was mixed. She was somewhat shocked that he didn’t realize that on his own. She hated that she was different, mixed, she blamed her white father, one of the white men who came to Japan and had her with her mother.

 "It's none of your business," Mizu replied coldly, her eyes narrowing slightly. "I would like to know. If you wish, I will leave once you tell me why your eyes are the color they are," Y/N compromise.

Mizu sighed heavily, taking a deep breath before finally relenting. "My father... he was one of those white devils who came to Japan." Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, her hands clenched into fists beneath the table. "He raped my mother and left me here, cursed with these eyes. I've spent my entire life trying to erase his name from existence."

Her gaze shifted away from him, unable to meet his eyes directly. "Now, please leave me alone."

But the male prostitute continued to sit there, staring at her despite his eyes being covered. “I said to leave me alone.” her tone was harsh. Nothing, he continued to sit there. She turned to look at him. She saw the same blank face he had the entire interaction they had. “Are you deaf too?” Her voice caused him to flinch by the sudden harshness in her tone. “No..” He responded softly.

“Then leave.” Reluctant, he nodded and turned his back to exit the room. Something in her didn’t want him to leave, something about him intrigued her, despite that she found him annoying, his company was refreshing. She always traveled alone until recently. Perhaps she’ll allow him to stay a bit more.

Just before he could take a step outside the room, her voice echoed from her side of the room. He turned to see her, slightly blushed, with a slight flustered face, looking at him. “You can stay.” She turned her head away to not meet his concealed eyes. Her reaction was something he was surprised at. Her demeanor before was utterly different than her behavior now. Perhaps she did enjoy his company and felt alone without him? However, he did catch glances at his companion earlier when he was entertaining another client.

The male prostitute smiled, feeling fairly relieved that she enjoyed his company. Something about her. Considering that Y/N didn’t know Mizu’s true gender, he felt she was a respectable man, unlike the men that go in and out of the brothel. She was different.

“Very well.” He smiled.

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found another on the site but this one is particularly for the bes fandom (mizu lovers rise)

nsfw audio under the cut!

mmmmmmizu

note: you guys can request some audios and i'll try my best to find some on the site lol (it can be a kink or wtv, but fandoms are rare on soundgasm, so prob just scenario and i'll do it.)

credit to the owner of the audio!

so like ive never written smut and my writing is way different than any ive seen so i did some practice. and i expect feedback. 🧍‍♀️plus this isn’t about sm1 specific imagine it as you like

warnings(?): some pwp for the fuck of it, suggestive, sadomasochism, knife kink :3c, just a little sumsum

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cold. so cold.

shivers down your spine making you feel like a scared cat, if you could focus on that look on her face you’d think you also look like one.

a half smile, bent brows, so many emotions flowing in and out the current of your faces right in front of each other.

eyes don’t meet, lips don’t speak, breathing unmatched and trembling feet.

sound of clothes ripping interrupt the heavy breathing and unstoppable thinking

“you’re doing so good,” all in one sigh

no matter how wide your eyes are, you cannot see anything anywhere, yet she can see everything, even if you’re not speaking, she can hear every thought and choked word.

eyes on the hand

that hand that holds the knife

face flushed, legs weak, but you’re already laying down, how much lower can you go?

your hands gripping on your skirt are more prone to bleeding than your knife-teased neck

“do you not have trust in me?”

those eyes, so soft-bent, so shiny. you know they’re not sincere, their shine matches the knives and they look like they can break you.

Mizu (Blue Eye Samurai)

!!SPOILERS!!

•I think that mizu has trust issues

•or atleast keeps her guard up around everyone,even ringo

•let's say you're some sort of doctor or have medical training

•she passed by your village and needed some sort of medicinal assistance

•that's where you come in

•you were the medic of the town,not an official title but everyone repected you as such

•she asked around and made her way to your doorstep

•greeting are exchanged,decently pleasant

•you request she remove her clothing for an inspection

•a medical one (I see you)

•despite her refusal you compromised by giving her medicine and bandages

*cue your interesting backstory*

•before she could exit your humble abode you grasped the sleeve of her blue textile

"Are you in need of medical assistance?"

😐-mizu

😐😯-you

"One for the road I mean"

•you confirmed

•she initially refused but you sort of followed her everywhere and by then it was a little late to leave you

•you then met Ringo,and all of you made your way to find 'Heiji Shindo'

•you never really asked questions about mizus broody behaviour

•as you all made your way through the town mizu entered a brothel,Ringo and yourself followed

•you lay rest there for countless days wishlists mizu goes out and does only god knows what

•you look about and discover mizus whereabouts at a brothel known for its unique services to fulfill customers rather unusual requested

•in you went,taken aback slightly by the strange aroma

•as you walked the halls you heard a smidgen of a familiar voice requesting assumably a prostitute to be left alone

•there she was!

•you entered the room quietly unbeknownst to the elegantly dressed escort and only made your presence known when you placed yourself by mizus side

•"hi mizu!😃"

•you weren't always the brightest

•or maybe you were

•your face instantly hardened once you got the aroma of the 'sake' in your lungs

•mizu held the cup to her lips and you quickly snatched (don't know how you managed that one pal 👏 )

•you quickly downed the beverage,if someone was going to be drugged you'd rather it be yourself rather than mizu

•you didn't feel it at first but then...

•why is she moving like that,the escort

•it's like there's three of her

•you started seeing the ghosts of your past

•that one particular ghost you didn't want anywhere near you

•meanwhile not in la la land

•mizu had restrained a distraught akemi

•she then rushed over to your form,possibly even more distraught,slowly backing away into a corner

•she reached out to you but her hand was swatted away

•you were hysterical,heavy breathing,eyes widened,tears streaming like a waterfall of misery

•she had to grasp you into a forceful hug when you tried to flee the room

•feeling you struggling against her,scratching everything you could wasn't pleasant but she endured it for your sake

•eventually your wails turned into weak strained of your voice as you fell against slowly but surely collapsing

•she cradled your exhausted form delicately,watching your expression fade into a more peaceful one

•she whispered gently

"I love you,____"

•It pleased her to see an unconscious smile adorn your face after she uttered those sacred words

•words she had been wanting to say for a while now

Mizu in my style 😜

I do commissions or promotion art btw💓