#slightly aggressive Mizu

[zyrlovesmizu]

modern au! Mizu when you injure your leg while walking back home with her.

“Get on,” Mizu demanded harshly, but with a tone laced with worry, after inspecting your wounds.

Flustered, you wave your hands defensively, “no, no, I.. I don’t need that, I’m fine, I’ll just-“ before you could reply, she quickly shifts herself closer to you, immediately forcing you up.

“I didn’t ask,” she snickered, huffing as she shifts your weight comfortable on her back.

Your cheeks heat up as your hands naturally snake around her neck. As embarrassed as you were, deep inside was a growing feeling of comfort. You were being carried by your girlfriend, a fucking dream. You punched her playfully on the shoulder to which she tightened her hold around your thighs and chuckled, “just relax goddamnit!.”

You tried to maintain this facade of annoyance, only to fail miserably. Resting your head on her shoulder, you stifle an obvious smile, “you sweet son of a bitch…”

The streets were devoid of people, nobody to witness the situation. You sighed, relieved that nobody was here to witness how vulnerable you were but equally disappointed, having anticipated for someone to comment at how cute the two of you looked. When you guys reach home, she tended to your wounds with a smirk, “you liked that, didn’t you?”

“Shut up.”

[mizuseyebrows]

a love letter to mizu —mizu x f!reader

warnings: if i did my writting well, you'll cry like i did lol. not proofread. fluff. mention of sake. she/her pronouns for mizu. crying, sobbing.

includes: (tipsy) sweet, devoting and loving fem!/afab! reader. sensitive, insecure mizu. word count: 3.8k

summary: things were about to heat up but you both ended up making love in a very different way.

a/n: I would definitely cry (I already do) while telling mizu how beautiful she is.

This felt like heaven.

When you arrived at the room a little tipsy from the sake you had been drinking in the business below the hotel, you didn’t expect to end up with her like this.

She was wrapping her hands around your back, pulling you further against her. Her lips tasted sweet like the dangos you ate in the evening. The passion between you too was a bit aggressive despite your quiet body language. She kissed you more intensely, not pulling away for a while, while her tongue played with yours. You could feel her body start to loosen up as she relaxed.

Mizu held you against her body, her fingers making you sit above her more firmly. Her kisses kept up their vehemence not letting you get a breath as she devoured you. After you let out a soft moan, she placed her hand on the back of your head to press you further into the act of exploring your cavity.

You whimpered against her tongue at the exact moment her hands traveled under your yukata until they reached your buttocks, which she began to gently knead. You clutched your hands at the blue haori that she prized so much, beginning to feel the heat swirl between your legs.

When Mizu felt your thighs begin to squeeze her hips, she pulled away from the kiss with a seductive snap and a sly grin on her face. You didn't open your eyes, just slowly licked the remains of her saliva from your lips, which made your whole body tingle.

She chuckled quietly to herself, her blue eyes shining in the dim light. She placed her fingers against your cheek and caressed it softly, the sensation of her lips still lingering on your mind.

"You're too good for this, you know?" she said calmly, her breath a little heavy. She looked at you as if you were the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

You languidly opened your eyes and stared at her, her eyes shining beautifully from the moonlight coming through the window. "Too good for what?" You asked with a giggly smile.

She laughed at you again, her blue eyes sparkling. For me, she said in a teasing tone, giving you a quick kiss before pulling away and leaning back slightly so you could clearly have a view of her face.

"I mean it, ya know, you're too sweet, too perfect, too... everything" she slurred, her left hand still caressing your cheek as she spoke. "I don't wanna ruin you"

"Why would you ruin me?" You rested your face on her palm, still looking at her with a sweet and serene expression.

She sighed, looking back at you in a calm manner as well. "I'm just not cut out to be what you deserve" she said, giving a smile that was part-sadness and part-contentment. "I'm too... flawed, too rough, too aggressive, too... me." she chuckled softly and shook her head. "I don't want to taint your innocence"

You moved your head slightly to give her a kiss on the center of her hand. "I don't care about any of that, you treat me well and make me feel... pretty." You chortled, blushing.

She laughed at you, her expression becoming soft as she felt the warmth of your lips on her hand, the feeling of it made her heart flutter in her chest.

"Just so you know, you ARE pretty..." she whispered, her hand rubbing your face softly again. Her fingers caressed the curve of your cheek, caressing it fondly. "You really are gorgeous, you know?"

You shook your head and wrinkled your nose, closing your eyes as a sugary giggle let out. "I'm not... I'm normal."

"Oh no" she smiled, as her knuckles came up to your chin and turned it up towards her eyes so that she could look into them once more. "You're not normal, honey..." she said, her voice a bit deeper now as she leaned in a bit. "No one else in this world is like you... no one else is as beautiful and precious to me as you..."

"You're just saying that to embarrass me..." You mumbled against her lips, pouting deeper, and nuzzled her cheek.

"Oh no I'm not..."

She breathed, letting go of your face before gently biting your neck just under the ear. It felt like a slight pinch, sending a shiver up your spine. "I'm being serious... you're the most precious thing in the world to me, darling... I would never say anything that I don't really feel..."

You whimpered at the twinge and tightened your  hands around her clothes again, tilting your head to the side. "You're gorgeous too, honey...”

She giggled at the reaction you gave, feeling her heart beat faster admiring how sensitive you were to her touch.

"You're so cute..." she whispered, giving you another bite on your neck with just enough pressure to feel it without being overly painful, though it still caused you to wince slightly. It felt like she was playing with you.

You lowered your head slightly, still some pitch sounds camping out of your mouth. "Your eyebrows and your eyes are the most beautiful things I have ever seen..." You gasped sincerely, placing a small kiss on her collarbone. “I hadn’t realized that blue could be such hot fire until I saw your eyes…”

Mizu blushed slightly at your comparison and was grateful to be in the crook of your neck to hide her nervousness. She even shivered a little bit.

"Oh honey, it's not only my eyebrows and eyes that you like..." she teased, placing her hands on your butt again and slowly slid it through her thighs. She could see you squirm a bit from her touch, which caused her to chuckle again in amusement.

"Your hands too, I love the tickling that your calluses give me and how long your fingers are... Gods, they make my whole body shake." You gasped loudly, remembering how good Mizu's palms felt running over your body made you want to let out a real moan.

She smirked at you, her fingers continuing their slow exploration down your body. She was taking as much time as she possibly could, enjoying the feel of you beneath her hands and seeing how easily you were flustered by the touch.

"And... my lips..." she whispered, her voice almost a tremble as she placed one finger on her own mouth, tracing the shape of her lips.

"Oh, your lips... Gods, your lips!" You threw your head back, letting out a loud moan.  

You clenched your fists to her haori tightly as you remembered the early kiss. "I love how wet they are after our kisses, how they fit perfectly with mine... Baby, your kisses can turn me on in seconds..."

Your eyes glazed over slightly, after opened them again, it was the alcohol that had you in this state—in addition to Mizu's attitude. Your emotions were a confusing jumble at that moment, were you horny or did you just appreciate your girlfriend?

"Baby, I want to cry just thinking about how much I adore you." You sobbed softly. Your eyes studied her face, lingering on each of her features. "The way your cheekbones stand out, the shape of your eyes, your lips, your naturally pink nose, your eyes... Damn, your eyes..."

Sake always turned you into a whiny drunk and you always ended up lamenting over anything that seemed cute or beautiful to you.

She was shocked by your sudden display of affection, she couldn’t even smile. She felt a bit flattered and embarrassed by your outburst, yet she was also touched by the fact that you had such strong feelings for her. She placed her hands softly on your cheeks and caressed them, her thumbs brushing to wipe away any tears that may have spilled over.

"H-Honey..." she stuttered breathily, looking into your eyes with affection and a bit of sadness. She squeezed you a bit tighter against her body, caressing the side of your face.

You sniffed and pressed your lips together in a line, slowly feeling your skin heat up from embarrassment. "Sorry, I think the sake went to my head." You tried to smile, shrinking against her.

"It's o-okay..." her voice is comforting and gentle as her body started to shiver lightly. “A-And you know what? I want…want to cry thinking about how much I l-love you as well" she whispered, her shattered breath brushing against your neck as she spoke.

Her own eyes also filled with tears after hearing you speak so lovingly about her face, her biggest insecurity. No one had ever expressed to her that she was beautiful in some way and to hear the person she loves the most say she wanted to cry just by the simple act of loving her, made her heart ache with devastating force. She didn't think she would end up weeping on the night she felt her desire for you burning the most. But there she was, trying to hide her sobbing.

She tried to remain composed and confident, but the violent spasms in her limbs were complicating everything. Maybe holding in what she felt was hurting her, but she was much more terrified that you would see her in that state.

You heard her try to hide herself and looked up with concern, pouting again. "My love, please don't cry..." You plead with a snivel caught in the lump of your throat, feeling your bottom lip tremble. "What's wrong?"

She couldn't help but be touched by the way you cared for her, being so concerned and loving about what she was doing. Even while she was sad, you found the strength to be worried about her feelings.

"It's nothing... I'm just..." she couldn't find the words for it, the feeling was too strong for her to simply say what it was. She wanted to cry because of how much this meant to her. The fact that you loved her this much touched her so deeply that she could never explain it to you in words.

"Everything's okay, yeah?" You straightened up in her lap and brought her face to your chest to stroke her hair. You cooed her with encouraging words, letting her release everything she was feeling. Even found yourself crying from seeing her being so vulnerable, but your tried to look serene for her.

She nuzzled into your chest, her breathing becoming more and more unstable as she started to sob more intensely. Seeing you so caring and trying to look strong for her while being so close to breaking down, also made her sad.

"It's just... No one has ever..." she tried to find the words to explain what was wrong. "No one has ever thought my eyes or my lips are pretty... Or that I'm lovable..."

You pouted again, feeling your heart break. How is it possible that your beloved was not considered a work of art for others? She is the perfect embodiment of the crisp February chill that welcomes spring.

"They are all losers who don't know how to appreciate you. You are beautiful everywhere, from your hair to your feet." You nodded firmly and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

She smiled at you, though it was just a small, weak one. Her tears were still flowing strong and her breathing was still heavy, despite you holding her lovingly and giving her comforting words.

"They all called me a monster..." she said with a shaky voice, her fingers still clinging on tightly to your yukata. Her voice broke as she continued speaking. "They-They all thought I was an abomination…and that I'd never deserve anyone... That I'd die alone because of my looks...."

"No, baby, no." You shook your head effusively, eyes filling with many more tears. Those words hurt you like they were stabbing you in the stomach. "You are not a monster, you are not an abomination. You deserve everything you want in life, yes? You deserve to be happy and live in peace, without insecurities or sadness."

Her eyes widened as you spoke such reassuring way, her heart beating rapidly as she clung to you, feeling every bit of relief that those words gave her.

She buried her head into your chest, her face becoming so warm, she felt safe and secure in your arms. She felt protected and sheltered, she felt loved and cared for. A feeling she thought she'd never have the chance to experience. The moment was incredibly intimate and she was feeling all the emotions of the moment as she let them all pour out.

"If I had the power, I would make all those people who hurt you disappear. It's not fair that they treated you so badly." You adoringly brushed her hair and massaged her scalp, while kissing her forehead and whispering how much you loved her against her skin.

Mizu let some more tears fall onto your chest, her hand now resting on your back. She could feel her heart ache at the same time that she felt the relief and love for your affectionate and lovely words.

"You're too sweet to me" she breathed in between her sobs, shakily as she let out more of her sadness. You could tell that this moment was much bigger than her and that she had been repressing these feelings for so long that it all came out now.

"You deserve nothing less."

You caressed her cheek and left a kiss between her eyes, feeling the salt of her tears on your lips. She leaned into you, her heart beating a bit faster from the affection you are giving her. She couldn't feel anything except the warmth of your touch and the love that you gave her.

All those other experiences that she had before you, all the people who had hurt her before you, she felt as if all of it was painfully fighting not to be erased from her mind. Your affection for her seemed to want to defeat them in that battle. This was a new feeling, this is a completely different type of love, one that she had never experienced before. You could tell she was trying really hard to calm down her sobbing.

"My precious Mizu does not deserve to have heard those ugly comments.”  You blubbered brokenly, the pain in your throat being too much to bear.

» "My precious Mizu deserves to be adored like a queen, to be treated well and be reminded how beautiful she is every day..." You rambled against her hair, brushing your fingers through her soft, dark strands. "My precious Mizu deserves all the love in the world, yes, she does..." Maybe you were a little gone from the distant effect of sake on you.

She was blushing now from your praiseful words, her cheeks turning a nice bright red color. A huge smile did not leave her face even though his eyes continued to wet her entire face.

"You're gonna make me cry again..." she whispered, trying to hold in her own sobs now, her breathing still shaky and her eyes shining like a pair of diamonds.

"No more crying, honey. Your eyes shouldn't cry." You caressed the temple of her head and kissed her forehead again. "You should always smile and laugh, that's why you have teeth and a mouth… Also to kiss me." You chuckled between sobs and nuzzled her hair.

She smiled at the comment you made, her face softening a bit from the affection you were giving her. The small kisses that you gave her made her feel comfortable and warm. She nodded her head up and down as smile again, her heart beating quickly, her breath still shaky.

"I promise I won't cry anymore" her eyebrows tightening slightly, trying to suppress her emotions. She looked at you and gave you a small kiss back, her lips feeling slightly dry from the amount of crying she just did.

"If you cry again, I want it to be with me so I can hug you and be with you during that moment, okay?" You gave her another peck on her lips and sighed as they felt a little salty from her tears. "You even look beautiful doing that."

"You'd really hug me if I were to start crying again?" she asked in an affectionate voice, her eyelids fluttering slightly as she tried to hold in the tears.

"I'll hug you anytime, I love hugging you." You rubbed your nose tip against hers. "Your nose and hands are always cold, but the rest of you is warm and comfortable."

"Do you like that my hands are always so cold?" she asked, biting her lip slightly while she spoke. She was starting to feel insecure again.

"The question would be: what I don’t like about you, Mizu?" You sighed and hugged her tighter. You were loving the fact that even though you were on her lap, she was the one who was being small.

She giggled at the answer you gave her, feeling pleased. She was kind of appreciating the feeling of being vulnerable with you and wanted to feel your kindness and tenderness even if it meant being small and defenseless like she was. That's what made her feel safe and loved in your embrace.

But suddenly, you started laughing out of nowhere, remembering what had happened before everything came to this, and then you buried your face in Mizu's hair. It smelled like the oils you used to wash it as an excuse to see her with her hair down.

She smiled when she felt your breath against the top of her head, and the warmth that your body irradiated against her made her feel protected.

She looked up at you with bright eyes and giggled. "What?" She asked surprised by the sudden change.

You shook your head against her hair and sighed. "Nothing, I just remembered that I moaned a while ago thinking about your lips... I'm so stupid." You giggled.

She blushed a bit at the reminder, and looked away embarrassed before speaking. She couldn't contain her own giggle, feeling a bit flustered and silly.

"You're not stupid" she whispered, looking back at you with her bright pink eyes. "Just, a bit of a tease" she joked lightly, giving you a kiss back.

"No, that's you." You responded with a pout and cupped her face to look into her eyes.

She chuckled.

"No, it's definitely you" she mumbled, trying to maintain her composure but failing as she started blushing even more.

"No, you." You touched her lips with your index finger and continued pouting.

She giggled softly, her pink tongue coming out and licking your finger before she continued speaking. Oh, your face just light up on fire.

"I can't compete with you. You're too good of a tease" she admitted teasingly.

"S-Shut up." You stuttered and hugged her tightly by the neck, hiding your face in her hair again.

She grinned. She could find your flushes to be extremely cute and it made her want to kiss you even more. "Stop being such a blushy mess!" she mumbled, her thumb stroking your neck softly.

"Yah! Stop it!" You clung closer to her and closed your eyes tightly, your cheeks had nothing to envy of a burning coal.

She loved every second of your timid demeanor.

"No, you're too cute" she said as she started stroking your back, enjoying the feeling of the fabric beneath her touch.

"I can play turning you into a blushing mess too." You came out of your hiding place and looked at her with a pout. You tapped her on the shoulder playfully. "Don't be mean to me."

That was indeed a cute look to see you pout like that, as if you were really hurt or offended by her teasing.

"Or what?" she raised an eyebrow, leaning a little bit as she tried to get a closer view of your face.

You made a sad face, teasing her, and played with your hands. "Are you going to be mean to me after all the nice things I said to you?"

She laughed happily and nodded her head, her smile spreading wider and wider.

"Yes, I am" she stated softly, her hands coming to your cheeks and stroking them lightly. "Because you're being too cute for me to resist. You're making it difficult for me to not have you blushing all over" she said playfully, she was indeed having a lot of fun.

She began to tickle you, marveling at hearing your immediate loud laughter. She took advantage of the fact that you were a bundle of chortles on top of her and threw you on the bed to continue playing with you. She began to nibble your cheeks lovingly and give you little kisses all over.

You laughed happily at her display of affection and tried to get away from her, but in reality you really enjoyed this playful and childish side of Mizu. You managed to stop her by taking her face in your hands and smiled affectionately at her from below. "I love you." You whispered, your breathing a little quickened.

She blinked her eyes when she heard, her heart beating rapidly once more.

"And I love you." she breathed back to you, her eyes shining and her smile lighting up your face. She leaned in for a kiss, wanting to express her feelings.

You kissed her back, hugging her neck, and pulled her closer. It was soft and slow, the passionate way in which your tongues touched each other was not with ulterior motives but with the complete willingness to show what you felt for each other.

She enjoyed this immensely, her lips tenderly pressing against yours and her tongue meeting yours and intertwining with one another. She felt the devotion behind it and knew that you wanted nothing but to express your love and affection towards her.

You tangled your hands in her hair, with your head tilted to the side to feel her better. Although you didn't expect to achieve anything more with her, you couldn't help but feel the desire to merge together to never let her go. You didn’t want her to be alone or feel alone again, you didn't want those bad comments to keep running through her head. You wanted her to feel safe with you and be able to trust you to be there and hold her when she needed it most.

She adore the sensation of your hand running through her hair, it made her feel sighed against your lips. She enjoyed every minute of it, enjoying the feeling of your body pressed against hers, enjoying the warmth behind your affection.

You were definitely making her feel safe and she trusted you, a feeling that was very important for someone like her who had been alone and isolated for so long because of the real monsters in her past life.

This totally felt like heaven.

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[midniiights-garden]

Your Eyes... They're like Diamonds. Fem!Reader x Mizu

Summary: You, the reader, stumble upon Mizu bathing. Instead of being distracted by the fact that she is very much naked, but by the dazzling view of her eyes.

Possible TWs!!: Nudity? idk if that counts as a trigger idk

Note: Mizu is called a man in the beginning.

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Stumbling upon Mizu naked was defintely not on my agenda.

We had set up camp in a secluded area of the forest, finding a hot spring much to our relief. Mizu had sent me off to forage for food, claiming that 'he' was going to porperly set up the tents. So that's what I did, muttering about the cold and the snow and everything that a woman could possibly be complaining about.

When I returned I was met with the sight of the tents set up but Mizu nowhere to be found. So, naturally I begin to worry. Mizu was a capable warrior, but 'he' could still be ambushed. No one was perfect. So I scurry off towards the place I last saw Mizu, following a trail of footprints that most likely belonged to 'him'.

After following said trail for a while I reach what appears to be a natural hot spring. My eyes widen- this was a brilliant place to finally get clean. But that wasn't the point right now, I had to find Mizu.

Before I actually had the proper time to comprehend anything or even begin properly looking a familiar blade is pointed straight at me. Startled, I step backwards, falling onto my behind with a small 'oomph'.

"Mizu-!"

My trail of thought is cut off as I looked up. I realised right then two different, very important things. One: 'he' was not a he. Mizu was a girl. Very obviously so considering she was buck ass naked in front of me and had no dick. Secondly- she had stunningly pretty eyes. I had never gotten a proper look at her eyes as she always hid them but now that she was bare I could see them. My breath catches in my throat and I can't help but stare.

"You're eyes-" I begin, only to be promptly cut off by Mizu.

"Yeah? What, gonna insult me as well? Actually, wait what are you even doin-"

"-they're like diamonds," I finally blut out. "They're so... clear. Like the ocean around Japan or, well, diamonds."

Mizu seems taken aback by your blatant compliments. She sheaths her blade, stepping back slightly. Her brows are furrowed as she contemplates whether or not to believe you. She's had people compliment her to distract her before but... you seemed completely sincere. A little too sincere considering that from her perspective you hadn't stopped staring.

It was true, though. I hadn't managed to take my eyes off of her. She was so... beautiful. In all aspects. After seeing her as she was a lot of things finally made sense. Why she always had so many bandages on her, why she kept her neck hidden and so on. But wow... she was really the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

If it wasn't obvious to Mizu that I was a raging lesbian before, it sure as hell was now. I was looking at her as if she hung the stars in the sky for me to see. She was suddenly very aware that she was naked in front of you now. Mizu unsheathes her blade, pointing it at you once more.

"Don't even think of telling anyone about this," she growls, trying to mask her confusion with aggression.

"Please stab me-" I blurt out.

"...what?"

[peachesfather]

So here's the thing, I've been picturing Mizu (blue eye samurai) in a party, maybe an elegant party, wearing a suit staring at fem reader all night and reader noticing her. I just want Mizu to be seduced by reader with it ending in a subjective situation. If you could do that I would be grateful. Thanks!

- thanks for this request!!

UnMask Beauty ❦

Mizu x black fem! reader

Warning:+18, in a public bathroom, sloppy kisses, and pussy eating(reader receives) not proofread !!

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- please note this is a short blurb that will end with bang of porn filth, I quite tired and the asks that ppl be sending me are great n all but idk if I could write it in a one day, anyways thanks for enjoying my works.

While everyone else was dancing with their partners, I was sipping a glass of wine at a table by myself. Seeing everyone with their partners made me feel like I wasn't really enjoying my night at the moment. I had a dull expression on my face and continued tapping the wine glass.

Everyone gathered into a slow dance with their lovers when the slow jams began to play. I started to get really depressed and my eyes started to water, but then I saw this fine ass woman arrive at the ball party wearing a sharp black suit and perfectly fitting black pants. I couldn't contain my drool; I really wanted to dance with her, but I was too afraid to ask her.

I stared at her until she turned to face me and smiled, causing me to become weak at the knees. Her smile increased my desire for her.

She walked her way towards my table and i was hiding my face from the rise of embarrassment from being caught staring too hard, she looked at me with her blue eyes.

She approached my table, and as I covered my face to avoid looking out of place when I was caught staring too deeply, her blue eyes met mine.

"Would you like to dance? "It seems like you need it because you look so beautiful tonight," she said, gesturing for me to take her hand. I did so, and we held hands as the warmth of the dance floor filled the room.

she was searching for someone while she was holding my wrist while we were dancing i was such a nervous mess that i closed my eyes in the process, I smiled as I opened my eyes and she danced, she stopped what she was doing to embrace me. She tilts closer and plants a kiss on my lips, making me feel dizzy. I press her cheek and we swirl our tongues in our mouths, allowing her to prove her dominance, which makes me whimper beneath her.

She grins and reaches for my ass through my silk dress as I moan in her shoulder, praying that no one hears me. She then whispers, "I want to fuck you so badly right now," which causes my cheeks to slightly burn.

I boldly responded to the question, "Can you even handle all of me?" She pulled me into the bathroom stall by holding my hand, closed the door, and aggressively grabbed my wrist to make me turn around. She kissed my neck and then my lips, leaving me feeling wetter than before. I spread one of my legs while she holds me for her to have access to my clothed cunt.(my pum pum)

She grabs my neck to look into her lustful blue eyes while placing her fingers on my clothed pantie and pulling it to the side,She then dropped to her knees in the bathroom stall, wedged between my legs. She touched my clit and immediately began to lick my cunt at a rapid pace. i desperately moaned and grabbed a fist of her long hair while she kept face down onto my cunt.

She pauses in the middle and looks directly into my eyes while grinning through my clit. "missing my touch already, fucking brat" she said while pressing her thumb onto my cunt.

Although I can't deny that I wanted more of her, I was ashamed of how much of a mess I looked beneath her. She smacks one of my thighs, showing a dull expression that shows how unsatisfied she is right now with me.

I closed my eyes and whispered, "Touch me." She asked me what I wanted, rolling her eyes and grabbing my cheeks to look in her direction. "say that again with your property words" she said and i gulped and shyly guided her hand to my cunt.

“Please use your tongue on me, baby..” I murmured in a desperate tone, and that got her attention. She smirked and pressed her lips back on my cunt, while she looking up at me.

She stare up at me while latching onto my pussy, My cunt's drenching sounds fill the restroom stall as she pleases me, getting wetter with each lick.

She began slurring up my clit's fluids, causing you to squirm. You clenched around her tougue, causing your thighs to tremble with the close to orgasm."mmmm..fuck imma cum just like that.."

"i got you, please make that pussy come for me"She said as she gripped my thighs, pushed more against my heated cunt, and sucked me through my orgasm. I closed my eyes, came onto her mouth, and breathed slowly.

We exchanged a nervous glance and giggled at our current situation as I opened my eyes and stood up. I said in a mocking tone, putting my pantie back on my body, "Maybe you did know how to handle me, but whatever."

"This is the beginning, I can show you more what I am capable of other than my tongue," she smirked cockily and held out her hand with a card that has her name.

Imma think about that..Ms.Mizu??

She grabbed my wrist, kissed me sloppy but gently, and said, "You be calling that name everyday." She hurried out of the bathroom.

[sophswritingthings]

girls girls girls - blue eyed samurai

pairing: mizu x f!oc

warning(s): okay there's no smut, but mentions of sex and prostitution in relation to madam Kaji's girls

tropes: sort of annoyances to lovers, first kiss, sort of canon compliant, sort of canon divergent

a/n: she/her mizu by the way, and also this takes place during the... 2-3 episode I think??? idk, I don't exactly remember I was staring at mizu the entire time. ALSO THE TITLE IS A FLETCHER SONG, GO LISTEN!!!!!

summary: mio, an estranged princess by marriage, finds herself traveling with a feisty samurai and her apprentice. when they find themselves among a brothel, mio takes the chance to ask some… questions.

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mio waded through the crowd of people. she was wearing a pink/red kimono, the traditional look of a japanese woman. her hair was done up, gold pins stuck through it. though the bottom of her kimono was in rags, torn to shreds from running so fast. after mizu and ringo, that was. they'd found her in her desperate time of need. a high lady, she was. not a princess, no, but she was married off to be one. her husband-to-be was an abusive prick. and when she decided to run, she ran into mizu and ringo. they'd (thankfully) taken her with them. despite miss's pleas against it, ringo had broken her down, somehow, and she'd annoyingly agreed. "you do know you're going to a brothel," mio raised an eyebrow, her pretty red lips parting a bit as she walked beside the weary samurai. "I know where I'm going, princess," it was almost as mizu meant the word as an insult. a jab. a prick. a stab. though it didn't seem to wound her. "did you think I didn't?" she said in that raspy voice, looking at mio beside her through her round, tinted glasses. "do not put words in my mouth," mio narrowed her dark, deep brown eyes. her eyes were like pools of darkness, that held many a secrets behind their beauty. "I never said that. I would only think . . ." mio looked mizu up and down, "that you would not go inside a brothel to receive their services." "and you would find yourself right," she hisses, the corner of her mouth twitching as they stepped inside the brothel. mizu did not bother to hold the door for her, making mio stop in her tracks. . . . not that she expected it, mizu was a difficult person. mio pulled the door open herself, holding it for ringo to step inside. after he did, he thanked her kindly, smiling brightly. mio nodded, stepping inside. "I wish to speak with madam kaji," when mio heard those words, her body stiffened. the man whom mizu was speaking to seemed unimpressed by her aggressive nature, her tone. "madam kaji's clients make appointments before they come barging into her brothel, demanding her services," he scoffed, his arms folded over his chest. his sleeves rolled up slightly as he did so. "I am not here for her services," mizu eyes were narrowed to slits, as they always were. no change there. "I said I wish to speak with her. is that so damn hard?" "it happens to be," he rolled his eyes. "if you wish to wait for the madam, than you may. I suggest you take part in the services to.. hold you over." mizu rolled her eyes, pushing past the man at the front. mio offered him a smile and a kind apology, following her confidants inside. around her, there were many women, many men. most were stripped naked, providing what they were payed to do. pleasure. prostitutes, the men would call them. they were honest women providing honest work. mizu had settled in the corner of the brothel, on the floor. her back was against the wall, one leg propped up, the other stretched out. her right hand was rested on the floor, her other draped over her knee. mio settled down against the wall. not next to mizu, no, just near. she folded her legs, sitting with them crossed. a kettle and a few cups sat on a small table. the kettle had steam bubbling from the tip. "why don't the two of you drink," mio delicately grabbed one of the cups. the cups were not deep, yet they were wide, round. she poured some of the sake into one of the cups, passing it to ringo. he happily excepted her offer. "and you." mio eyed mizu, pouring another cup of sake. when she attempted to hand the cup off to her, she denied, putting her hand up. mio shrugged, "we will be here for a while, mizu," mio murmured, taking a sip of her sake. "madam kaji does not take her clients lightly, you should know this, if you know anything of her. it will most likely be hours before you can speak with her." "I am aware of this," mizu hisses. "and I can wait, princess. unless you can't?" "no, I can wait," mio murmurs, locking eyes with mizu for a moment. its quiet, as they look at one another. tension so thick you could probably slice through it perfectly.

"ringo,” mizu let her gaze now rest on her apprentice, sat a few feet in front of her. her expression did not shift, did not change. she gently titled her head back, leaning it against what looked to be a wooden door frame. “you could go and look around. In fact, you should.”

mizu's words were firm, as they always were. but they seemed to have… a different meaning behind them. that was probably just mio's mind running in circles though.

“oh- um, sure, master.” ringo collected himself to his feet. he glanced between mio and mizu before making his way out of the brothel. 

“hmph,” mizu let out a little sigh.

“he’s a good apprentice, you know,” mio murmured, her eyes drifting back to mizu's figure. “he respects you. you can tell.”

“I suppose he is,” mizu muttered, her voice trailing off. she seemed to have thoughts swarming her mind.

“something on your mind, mizu?” mio arched an eyebrow, raising her cup to her mouth. she gently parted her painted red lips to allow the sake to come through.

“nothing of your concern,” mizu narrowed her eyes again.

“hm,” mio hummed, allowing her muscles to relax against the wall. “you should drink, mizu, I’m not sure when the last time I saw you do so.”

“why does it concern you,” mizu let her eyebrows press together in an aggressive expression. “princess?”

mio simply ignored her hostility. she hadn’t been with them for long, but she'd gotten used to mizu's demeanor quick.

“because I don’t want you to die, is that so bad?” mio sighed. she took the kettle in her delicate hands once more, pouring yet another cup of sake. “drink.”

mizu gazed the woman up and down, from her torn kimono to the golden pins stuck through her hair. she slowly reached over, her hand steady yet twitching. she let the cup slide into her hand, gently brushing mio's fingers with hers.

mizu looked hesitant to drink the sake placed in her hands.

“I didn’t poison you, mizu,” mio muttered, glancing over at her. though she seemed a bit flustered from the sudden touch. “If that’s what you're thinking.”

“I wasn’t,” in an instant, as if to show her confidence, she raised the cup to her lips. 

mio couldn’t hold back a gentle, breathy laugh, “you're something,” she whispered, almost too quiet for mizu to hear. mio couldn’t help herself; her eyes traveling up and down mizu's figure. it was nice to look at, sure. strong legs to a pretty face, even prettier under those orange tinted glasses. people thought those blue eyes of hers made her a demon. 

mio thought they were gorgeous. 

“you're doing the thing again,” mizu hissed, her voice coarse and raspy.

“what thing?” mio questioned, taking another sip of her sake. she very well knew what she had been doing, and that she'd been——wait, did she say again?

“the staring, the eyes,” mizu seemed unimpressed yet mio could see a hint of fluster under that “disgusted” expression. 

“is a woman such as myself not allowed to look at the handsome sight in front of me?” mio questioned, her gaze firm yet gentle on mizu's eyes.

“enough,” mizu placed her hand up, telling mio to back down. 

mio was not letting a slim, rare chance slip through her fingertips like flowing water.

“you're obviously flustered,” mio murmured.

“drop it, mio,” she let her gaze drop onto mio's face, her expression cold and colorless. 

“tell me, mizu,” mio mustered up every bit of courage she might have just to ask one, silly question. “have you ever kissed a woman?”

mizu froze at the question, her entire body stiffening, “do you think I’d just offer answers about myself to you?”

“it was a simple question,” mio narrowed her eyes a bit. “and If you're not flustered, as you say you are, there should be no problem answering it—should there?”

mio's words were almost like a challenge, to the samurai. 

and she knew mizu was not one to back down form a challenge.

“fine,” she conceded. “no. I haven’t. is that the answer you were looking for, princess?”

mio looked to be satisfied with herself, “that'll do, yes.”

“now,” mizu's expression shifted a little, to one that was a bit playful, a bit smug, if that were a way to describe it. “how about you, princess?”

“hm- oh, I- it was a question for you, not for me-“

“I answered one,” mizu countered. “why not you?”

mio stared at her for a moment. she would play into this little game they were playing, if it lead to what she wanted, “fine, okay,” mio folded. “I have not, either. only my prick of a husband. and, may I add, that was not very good.”

mizu scoffed, “I wouldn’t think it was,” she mumbled.

“one last question for you, mizu,” mio let her eyes meet the samurai’s once more. she managed to muster up every prick of confidence in her body again; taking a deep breath before speaking again, “would you kiss me?”

mizu’s entire body stopped, looking like a statue of a samurai pressed against the wall. surprise twinkled in her eyes before she adverted her gaze, not bothering to look at mio.

“that’s completely out of line, mio,” that was the first thing she said— because, of course it was. “no. no.”

mio’s heart shattered when she heard that one little two letter word.

no.

“oh- I- um,” mio’s voice was barley audible. that little spark that she had, that little confidence, it seemed to die, just at that word. “th-then, erm, forget it. forget what I said, I- wasn’t really serious, anyway.”

mio wasn’t completely serious.

she just wanted to protect herself from getting hurt.

mio was gathering herself to her feet, picking up the shredded kimono that danced along the wood ground. “I.. think.. I-I’m gonna go.”

maybe she could just stay with madam kaji. not that she wanted to leave mizu, or ringo, for that matter, traveling with them when she had gone and done all this . . .

mizu didn’t say a word to her. she was just quickly gathering herself to her feet, turning on her heels to grab mio’s small, soft hand.

mio’s pale face flushed pink. mizu pulled her a little closer, just to allow her arm to relax. her thumb, the skin coarse, rubbed against mio’s palm.

“I never said I wanted you to go,” the samurai murmured, for once her voice was warm, her expression shifting to something.. soft. something she’d never seen from a warrior such as mizu. her gaze flickered from mio’s hand to her dark eyes, “did I?”

“you . . did not.” mio adverted her eyes. not that she didn’t want to look at the pretty sight in front of her; she was just too embarrassed to do so.

“so then,” mizu’s voice was quiet and gentle, flowing like honey. “why are you leaving, princess?” the grip she had on mio’s hand was pulling her closer, and by the time she had the chance to speak again, she was pressed again mizu’s chest. 

mio’s mind was reading a million miles a minute, her heat pounding like a freight train against the tracks. 

“so . .” mio fully pressed herself against mizu’s chest, able to feel all of the tight, tense muscles inside. “that was not your true answer to my question?”

mizu lent down, her lips inches from mio’s. they were parted slightly, ready to speak to the girl once more.

“indeed it wasn’t,” mizu murmured, her eyes flickering to mio’s lips. her free hand slunk under mio’s chin, tilting it up slightly, “may I?”

mio gave a slow, steady nod. 

mizu closed the gap, taking in a sharp breath when their lips pressed together. her hands snaked into mio’s hair, removing the gold pins that were holding it in its updo. her black locks fell on her shoulders, cascading down her back like free ocean waves. mizu ran her fingers through the now free locks.

“now,” mizu murmured, still holding the back of mio’s head, her fingertips gently caressing her hair. “was that up to the princesses standards?”

“considering I didn’t believe I was going to get one in the first place,” mio laughed, fiddling with the strands of midnight hair that now fell on her shoulders. “it was wonderful I’d say.”

“hmm. well, good. I have the feeling you’ll be getting a lot more.”

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a/n: GIRL KISSER GIRL KISSER. in all honestly I hope you enjoyed it :) the next ones with still be “x oc” as of now, just while I get used to writing these fics!! than it'll switch to “x reader”. just imagine your mio 😭

tags: @jspidey5

[bubblytarts]

What if...

*NONE OF THIS IS CANON. I JUST THOUGHT THIS WOULD BE A COOL CONCEPT FOR TALES. IF ANY OF THIS BECOMES CANON, I EXPECT KARL JACOBS HIMSELF TO GIVE ME A SHOUTOUT*

You’re watching Tales from the SMP on Tuesday. You can’t wait to see what all the secrets are that Karl has teased lore-wise. The stream begins. Karl is super excited to show chat what he’s come up with, and the stream begins.

The build is massive, and incredibly detailed. You already know that the theorists are going to have a field day with all the little details.

You meet the players. Some are playing original characters, while there are some familiar faces as well. Ranboo, Tubbo, Fundy, and Quackity are all playing original characters. Bad appears to be playing himself, but he’s acting off. 

All of them have slightly altered skins. Time has obviously passed, as they all look a bit older, a bit more weary.

You’re waiting to see the two new players that Karl had teased. One decides then to make his appearance. It’s Philza. He’s playing himself. His skin is unchanged. Karl chooses not to comment on this. Phil mentions that Karl has been missing for years. Karl manages to change the subject. 

The second new player is not revealed yet.

The story seems to be a play on Phasmophobia. Whatever ghost is haunting the place is aggressive towards the characters, but not enough to ever truly harm them. 

Bad, however, continues to act strange. The characters don’t notice the increasing amounts of crimson blocks in the area. Chat, however, does.

The players solve enough puzzles to continue into the heart of the mansion, and they come face to face with the skull room from Karl’s screenshot. 

Waiting in the room, is Wilbur. 

More accurately, Wilbur, playing Alivebur. 

Karl is rightfully shocked, and chat is exploding. You’re shaking. Bad and Phil don’t seem too surprised to see Wilbur, while the original characters don’t seem to know who he is. 

You listen as Wilbur vaguely explains that he was resurrected, but you don’t have enough details to really understand how. Tumblr is already blowing up. 

Bad then vaguely references the Egg. Karl finally notices the crimson. He’s not pleased. Bad tries to attack Karl, but the others protect him, and Bad is forced to step back.

The overall story of what happened in the past few years is full of holes that Wilbur, Phil, and Bad won’t answer. The original characters don’t seem to know anything about the SMP, Disc Wars, or the Egg. It’s lightly implied that since Ranboo, Tubbo, Fundy, and Quackity aren’t playing themselves, that they must have died, or been otherwise out of contact with Phil and Bad. 

Chat mentions that it’s eerily similar to how little everyone knew about the Disc Wars in Mizu. The only other information that is given is that at some point, Dream broke out of prison. This is brushed off far too fast for anyone’s comfort. 

Karl accuses Wilbur of trying to kill them, but Wilbur is confused. He didn’t know they were here. 

Chat starts to spam Dream and Techno’s names, but the clues Phil and Bad give point to someone else. 

Phil tells the story of Dream breaking out of prison, and how many went to stop him and take his last life. It’s implied that Tommy and possibly Tubbo both died this way. 

Phil mentions at the end of the story how everyone who tried, died once and gave up. Except for one. There was one person who lost all three lives to Dream, because they wouldn’t give up.

Karl is confused, but chat figured it out since you all found out Dream escaped. Someone was missing.

Someone calls Karl’s name, and he turns around. Sapnap stands there, with a skin similar to his normal one, but with the same muted colors that Wilbur had when he became Ghostbur. 

Ghostnap was responsible for the injuries to the players. He was trying to get them out before anyone discovered they were at the mansion.

Before there can even be a proper emotional scene, the sounds of TNT go off outside the room. The door explodes, and Dream walks in wearing full enchanted netherite. He’s playing himself.  

Ghostnap yells for Karl to follow him. Karl does immediately, and chat is left to wonder the fates of the other characters. That is, until messages pop up in the game chat:

Quackity was slain by BadBoyHalo

BadBoyHalo was slain by Ph1LzA

Ranboo was slain by Dream using Nightmare

ItsFundy hit the ground too hard trying to escape Dream

Tubbo_ was slain by Dream using Axe of Peace

The messages end after that. The use of the Axe of Peace is not lost on chat. The implications are not good. 

As far as you know, Wilbur and Phil survive. They continue to yell in the voice chat before abruptly cutting out. However, the game chat doesn’t say that they died or left the game. 

Ghostnap leads Karl to a nether portal. Karl tries to ask him how he can help, and admits that he’s a time traveller, since Sapnap in the past won’t remember this. He also makes an off-hand quip about his memory loss.

Ghostnap doesn’t know if Karl even can fix the story. But he encourages him to try. But not at the cost of himself. He begs Karl to promise him that he’ll talk to someone in the present about the Tales so that they can help him. Karl tells him that he will.

Chat points out that Karl doesn’t promise. 

Dream appears at the end of the hallway, stares for a few seconds, then starts sprinting towards them. Karl goes into the portal, and his face cam turns off.

The pre-filmed section of the Inbetween begins. Karl appears in the nether portal in the Inbetween shown in the Twitter screenshot. Karl’s hair is beginning to turn white. The Inbetween repeats its calming messages again. 

There are several Karls running around, but it seems to be a fewer number than the last time. 

There is a secret room that Karl discovers when he presses the pressure plate. It leads him to another hallway. There is one main hallway, brightly lit, and there are several smaller, darker tunnels branching off of it. It’s impossible to see what lies down the tunnels.

Don’t stray from the path, chat helpfully reminds.

Karl walks down the main path. There is a wither rose at the end of the path.

As he walks past the tunnels, just over the music, there seem to be voices. Chat can’t agree on who the voices sound like. They are all different. But there are a few recognizable ones. Chat yells Ranboo, Sir Billiam, Wilbur, Crops, James, Jack Kanoff, Tubbo, Ranbob, Bad, Liaria, Ghostnap, Dream. 

They yell quotes ripped from the audio of previous Tales. Karl turns towards each of the tunnels, but always continues after a moment.

The voices grow more persistent. They start to say things that you don’t recognize. This is original audio now. The eerie piano has stopped. They are whispering not to stray from the path. For Karl to run. For Karl to come back. To remember. To forget.

Karl is running now. The voices are only yelling KARL KARL KARL over and over, never in unison, causing an overwhelming amount of whisper-yells.

There is a book under the wither rose. The moment that Karl grabs it, the voices silence. He looks back down the path, but nothing is there. He opens the book. 

The title is The Path.

Karl opens it.

I’m proud of you. You didn’t stray from the path. Now we can work together to help you regain your memory and protect your friends.

Karl puts the book back without reading the other pages. There’s a single whisper behind him, and he whips around. Nothing is there.

Karl stands in front of one of the tunnels. There’s a weak light far down the tunnel. Without warning, Karl sprints down the tunnel. Eventually, it opens up into a small room.

There’s a red rose in a pot. There’s a book underneath. Karl picks it up. The title is Thank You

Thank you. Now you can work towards save them. Don’t listen to anything they tell you. I want to help you. They don’t. 

The next page - the last page - reads: 

Are you ready to begin?

The screen goes black, and the end credits play.

While Turn Back Time by Derivakat plays, you go on Twitter.

Sapnap has tweeted “Boo!”

[mcyt-amber-tftsmp]

Could you please write Ranbob with an axolotl hybrid reader? Preferably headcanons for how they met or what their like as a couple? (If you can write this, i wont be mad if you cant write it since i doubt lots of people know behaviors of axolotls)

Thank you <3

I really like your work and youre like one of the only people who writes tftsmp and im really greatful for it

...

*inhales*

Challenge Accepted!

*speedruns research and reads a whole document on them*

>:)

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Reference picture of Axolotl Hybrid Reader

It was basically one of those days Ranbob decided to sit outside at the entrance of Mizu to take his mind off of things which brought him to meet you.

You were technically swimming about in the ocean when you came across this glass dome thing which made you very curious as you looked around to see on how to get in and you guessed that it was somewhere up on the surface.

So you decided to find it and you did as you slowly resurfaced your head and basically saw the enderman hybrid sitting and looking at the opposite direction and not knowing about your presence.

You stayed around as you looked at him curiously and it didn't take long for him to notice that you were there in that one spot for a while.

No joke when I say this cause the minute he laid eyes on you, he legit thought you were one of the beautiful creatures he's ever seen and honestly this kind of made him blush slightly at the thought but he decided to break the silence between you after a while.

"Are you... an Axolotl Hybrid by any chance?" He asked noticing the feathery external gills on both sides which is a distinguishing feature of an Axolotl.

You felt somewhat shy but you answered anyways.

"Yeah I am. If you don't mind me asking but what are you exactly?" You asked out of curiosity.

Ranbob could already tell that you were pretty curious and was shy when it came to meeting someone new but he never really expected this type of behavior from an Axolotl considering they are pretty aggressive but who's he to say? Nothing.

"Oh I am actually an Enderman hybrid." He started as he explained something about who he is related to and how the white part is something he's not aware of like at all.

You seemed to take in on what he was saying and it really made you interested about him even more and you just mostly stayed in water as he spoke since you couldn't come out just yet due to the sun being up and was very bright.

Both of you eventually made small talk and talked about other things topics and got to know each other a bit more and you were surprised to know that unlike other endermen he didn't have any problems with getting touched by water.

While you two talked, you noticed how the sun was slowly setting and you could technically come out now which you did as you slowly pulled yourself up and sat beside him on the cold stone floor.

Ranbob's breath legitimately hitched for a few moment when he saw you and got to see you properly and yeah no joke he actually is a hopeless romantic at this point.

"Can I tell you something?" He asked as you nodded with a small smile.

"Usually from what I know that Axolotls are pretty aggressive at times and you don't seem to show it." You heard him say as you slightly felt nervous.

"O-Oh..." Was the only thing you said in response.

You weren't offended by what he said cause it was true that Axolotls are pretty much aggressive and you were used to anyone thinking that.

"But I'll be honest and say that I didn't expect you to be this adorable and cute." He said in a small flirty tone.

That caught you off guard cause you didn't expect to hear this from him and this seemed to make you blush and feel flustered that you instantly just covered you face in embarrassment.

"S-stop..." You said feeling flustered and you could practically hear a smile form on Ranbob's face as he let out a chuckle.

"I'm serious." Ranbob said as he slowly removed you hands from your face to see that you were still flustered which made him smile a little.

Both of you did continue to meet up with each other every single day and eventually both of you did get together and become a couple but of course that did not stop Ranbob flirting with you every once in a while.

"Did I ever tell you how pretty and cute you are?" He asked as a smirked formed on his face as he turned to look at you as you were still in the water.

"You know I seriously won't hesitate to wipe that smirk of your face." You slightly threatened as Ranbob chuckled as he slowly leaned into your ear.

"I'd like to see you try sweetheart." He said in a slightly low tone and this kind of gave you the advantage to just pull him into the water by making him lose his balance which resulted him to fall into it.

He eventually resurfaced cause he can and when he did, he saw you giggling and he knew why you were but this didn't really stop him.

He slowly swam a but closer to you as he cupped both of your cheeks with his hands which stopped you from giggling anymore.

Before you could react, you felt a pair of lips meet your as you melted into the kiss as you wrapped your arms around his neck as your fingers ran through his white and somewhat black hair which was now wet because of the water.

Both of you eventually pulled away as Ranbob leaned into your neck and left two kisses there and another one on below your jaw which earned him small giggles from you.

He looked up to see you giggling a bit while being slightly red in the face as well and that made him happy.

"That's one way to make you flustered." He said with a smirk.

"Oh shush." You said slightly puffing up your cheeks as you leaned your head onto his chest as he held you close.

Both of stayed like this for a while but when the sun was setting, Ranbob eventually got up from the water as he helped you get up and pulled you onto his lap you leaned against him while he held you and played with your hair.

"I love you, Ranbob." You told him in a whispered tone.

Ranbob smiled as he kissed your forehead and slightly leaned his head on yours while holding you tight as if not ever wanting to let you go.

"I love you too, sweetheart." He replied back to you.

Even if both of you are of different species, you both love each other dearly and no one can say otherwise about it cause both of you make each other very happy and that's all you can ask for.

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No joke but I actually had fun writing this!

It was a new experience for me to write with an Axolotl Hybrid Reader and I enjoyed it!

I decided to use another way of writing headcanons!

I hope you like this though cause I do!

<3

[yandere-flower]

Everyones favourite types of kisses?

Cliff likes slow but sensual kisses, like the ones you see in the movies. He likes to draw them out and enjoy his time, solely focused on his darling’s lips

Antonio also likes slow kisses, but he moves down their necks and gives gentle and soft grazes against their skin.

Desmond is aggressive, but in a sensual and passionate way. He’ll grab the back of darlings neck and just go to town, shoving his tongue down their throat as if he’s desperate to get their air. Lots of spit involved, but it’s still sexy in a way?

Sawyer is aggressive in a rough way, with him throwing darling against the wall and bite their lips, nip at their neck, suck their skin, anything to feel and mark them. We’ll probably lick you and be gross but hey, it’s Sawyer

Mizu is meek with his kisses, so he likes it when darling pins him down and forces him to open his mouth and work with them.

Ezra is all desperation, the moment you let him touch your lips his body is pressed into yours, and it’s a fast paced make out that lasts a long time. Both of your lips are puffy and slightly bruised,

[maimishou]

My gift for @gominosekai as part of the @precuresecretexchange! You mentioned that Go! Princess is one of your favorite series and you seemed to have a preference for blue Cures so I made you a next-gen Gopri Cure of sorts. Trust Faith Mizu on the left and her Cure form Cure Siren in the right.

Trust Faith Mizu, known on earth as Mizu, is a cousin of Princess Towa and her brother Prince Kanata. During the original series, she is four years old and suffering the same fate as the rest of the Hope Kingdom. Post series, she grows up hearing stories about Towa and the others which causes her to idolize her elder cousin.

As of the epilogue, Mizu is 14 going on 15 years old. Although royalty, she has more freedom than her cousins and often spends time interacting with the citizens of the kingdom. The stories she’s heard, particularly of Haruka and Kirara, have led to a fashionation with earth and an odd taste in fashion as well as the odd interest here and there. This can be a bit of a class with her temperament as she’s naturally a bit shy. That said, she doesn’t let her shyness get in the way of making friends.

As a Cure, she’s a fighter. After travel between the Hope Kingdom and earth becomes possible once again she ends up traveling to earth to experience life there for awhile with Haruka acting as her guardian. It’s during this time that she ends up summoning Minami’s old Princess Perfume and Dress Up Keys, transforming into Cure Siren.

As Siren, she is slightly more aggressive than Precure usually are. In addition to the punching and kicking that are usually seen in fights she’s not afraid to fight more roughly, knocking legs out from under generals during fights being one example. Although she may care for her opponents she’s ultimately not afraid to go all out to take them down.

That’s all I have for her! I tried to leave room for you to flesh some aspects out of you wanted to use her as a character but I also wanted to provide information for you to build off of. I hope you like her and that you enjoyed reading about her.