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angelltheninth · 5 months

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I imagine Mizu being touchstarved during sex

I was thinking the same think the other day!

Pairing: Mizu x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, cunnilingus, fingering, dirty talk, hair pulling, eye contact, marks, cuddles, Reader being pinned down, touch-starved Mizu

A/N: Feel like we all share the same braincell Also please feel free to go feral/unhinged in the comments and reblogs I love reading that..

This woman eats pussy like it's her first meal in years and her last meal ever

She never wants you to spread your legs all the way, she always needs to feel your warm skin around her

Either she's touching your thighs or she's reaching out looking for your hands

Always locks eyes with you when come, she won't let you do it otherwise, she's a little mean that way

"Stop looking away, you know I need to see you." Your eyes water as you feel her pull away and drag her wet mouth across your thigh, licking over the bitemarks she left.

"But... you're... you have..." As you sat up you accidentally pulled away from her, which she wouldn't allow. Her hands pulled you back against her face, her skilled tongue licking over your entrance.

All you could see were her eyes and her hair falling over her shoulders. The rest of her face was hidden away between your legs, "Your cum all over my face? I know. I could always have more. I want to to watch you put more on me." Calculated circles on your finally caused your body to jerk into her, hands in her hair but she didn't mind the sting of pain, as long as she was close to you.

Wants you to ride her fingers, one finger, two, three, however many you want in you while you're in her lap

This way she can feel your whole body close against her while also being able to hear every wet noise your cunt makes when it takes her fingers back in

Loves to feel your breasts pressed against her face

She can feel when you're about to come by your heartbeat, not just the way you pulse around her

Her fingers need to be all the way in, she wants to fell every pulse, every clench and ripple

Doesn't mind her hand, wrist or abs getting wet from you

Same with any marks you feel on her, they're the kind she never wants to fade away

"Again. Just like the first." She whispered against your throat before kissing down between your breasts. There's no need to tell you come, you're already there, taking her fingers in all the way and hugging her close to you.

If she could she would keep her fingers inside you while sleeping but that wouldn't be very comfy. "Mizu." She takes it very slowly when she pulls them out, savoring the final ripples of your cunt around her rough digits.

She never sleeps far away from you

Does grind against your thigh or ass while cuddling, depending on the position you're in

You can never get enough of her kisses, if she didn't worship you head to toe then she isn't done yet

Needs to show you how much she loves you, but also how much she's scared of losing you

Mizu embraces you underneath her, head nuzzles against your breasts, her breath hitching with her kisses and her hips rolling against your leg. "I'm happy to have gotten the chance to love you." Her eyes are a slightly deeper shade of blue still but you can see so much love mixed with her lust.

"You always sound so surprised when you say that. You should really get used to it." A wide smile presses against the underside of your breast, a sigh evolving into a tight groan as her body twitches and jerks against yours. You hold her tighter, pulling her up until she's close enough for a kiss. Her tongue still tastes like you.

"I... will try." She mumbles as she cuddles closer to you, pulling a sheet over the both of you. In all honesty her being close to you is enough to keep you warm, but you know she always craves more of it. You'll all too happy to give.

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multi-fandom-imagine · 5 months

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Modern!Mizu-Picking up her cute little girlfriend up on their bike from the cafe they work in.

Modern!Mizu-Teaching you self defense because she can't be around you all the time and like hell she's going to let some pervert harass you.

Modern!Mizu-Having a picture of you doing something cute as her background on her phone while her screenlock is you both.

Modern!Mizu-People saying she's the black cat in the relationship while you give off golden retriever vibs.

Modern!Mizu-Grumpy x Sunshine, you are her sun.

Modern!Mizu-Couple tattoo on each other wrist, you'd get a cat paw while she gets a dog paw. Since everyone called it you both just ran with the idea.

Modern!Mizu-Loses it when you wear one of her dress shirts, if you exclude your panties it would be even better.

Modern!Mizu-Will happy try out any toy on you, she adores the way you whimper and whine.

Modern!Mizu-Will spoil the absolute shit of you, want a plush in the arcade? It is yours. Want a book? It is yours.

Modern!Mizu-So many motorcycle dates, loves to just drive around with you.

Modern!Mizu-Loves your cooking, she can feel the love on each bite.

Modern!Mizu-Melts when you play with her hair.

Modern!Mizu-Taking bubble bath's together 😘

Modern!Mizu- being the little spoon, she loves to hold you. She is scared that she'll wake up and you'll be gone.

Modern!Mizu-Resting her head on your chest, she has your heartbeat memorized.

Modern!Mizu- You alway's wearing blue to match her eyes, so she knows how beautiful she is and how much she means to you.

Modern!Mizu- You telling her everyday how beautiful she is and how much you love her.

#hc #hcs #headcanon #Modern!Mizu #mizu #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu x reader #mizu x you #mizu x y/n #blue eye samurai #blue eye samurai mizu #blue eye samurai x reader #blue eye samurai x you #bes #bes x reader #bes x you

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cammys-imagines24 · 5 months

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°•Mizu Being Protective of You•°

Oh, this woman is fiercely protective of you. But, never in a possessive way.

Rather, Mizu acts as your silent guard. A second shadow to your form.

Her watchful, keen gaze always on high alert for any who dare seek to harm you, but it's so subtle that just like your shadow, you don't even notice her doing it.

Apart of her feels guilty for dragging you into her mess because she just so happened to fall in love with you.

She was on a path of revenge, she wasn't meant to find you. To be unable to live without you.

And, in some wild twist of fate, you somehow fell in love with her, too.

So, Mizu made a vow to herself, to shield you from danger with her very life. To keep you safe, even if she gets bloodied and hurt in the process.

She could not bring herself to force you to stay away from her and so, while you're on this revengeful path alongside her, she will keep you unharmed. No matter what.

As you two travel throughout towns and villages, the blue eyed samurai will notice the lecherous men who smirk at you as if you're just a piece of meat.

You recieve unwanted attention wherever you go, and often you and her have pretended to be a married couple just so she could have some "claim" over you in the eyes of the public.

Honestly, Mizu loves it. She would never use that word for it outloud, claim, but she loves when people, when men, realize that you're hers. Only hers.

If someone dares lay a hand on you, their hand is going to be severed from their body, plain and simple.

If someone looks at you the wrong way for too long, she'll want to gouge their eyes out. Only being interrupted from doing so if you tell her to stop.

When you're roughing it in the woods, she'll provide every small luxury she can for you. Just to make you as comfortable as she can.

Mizu will wrap you in her navy cloak to act as a blanket, and ensure a fire is always going, even if instincts tell her that smoke might alert attackers. Just to keep you warm.

As you lay in her arms she will pull you close, as close as possible. To feel the softness of your skin, and breathe in your familiar scent.

She needs to know that you're always beside her, in her embrace. Safe and sound.

Mizu cherishes you too much to allow anything to happen to you, and if that means she acts as your human shield, then it is a job she welcomes.

#blue eye samurai #bes #blue eye samurai mizu #bes mizu x reader #mizu x reader #mizu imagines #mizu imagine #mizu headcanons #mizu headcanon #blue eye samurai x reader #blue eye samurai imagine #blue eye samurai headcanon #bes x reader #blue eye samurai fanfic

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imdumbhi · 5 months

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𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴,

summary: You save her life and from there, it went all down hill.

pairings: Mizu x reader

warnings: angst, fluff, no nsfw

a/n: hellooo, this is long. i hope you enjoy!

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Red splatters upwards from your lips as you laid on your back on the snow. You can feel your back drench and cold. It’s not comfortable but who cares when you have a sword sticking out of your stomach.

“What did you do?!” It’s Mizu, she hovers above you, her hands shaking slightly at the sight of blood everywhere. You take notice, as you gaze up at her weakly, her orange lenses are no longer sitting on the bridge of her nose and you think, how beautiful her eyes are even as she’s crying.

Wait, why is she crying?

A pair of hands grab at your barley conscious face, forcing your body upwards into her arms and you feel yourself become limp. You hum softly in content knowing you will die in someone’s arms but Mizu isn’t just someone — you love her.

It’s a secret you kept from the samurai and you vowed to yourself to never reveal it once you realized. It was when you first spotted her walking the streets of your village and thinking to yourself, how odd. You remember watching her closely, her tall figure mysteriously hidden and guarded. What caught your eye was the sword hanging by her hip.

Taking the risk, you decided that it would be a great idea to approach her. Even if it meant putting yourself in danger. When you did, you can’t forget how her face looked baffled and confused.

She disliked you at first, it sucked because Mizu didn’t give you a chance of day. She kept her distance and made no sign of interest getting to know you. But you on the other hand did wonder about who she was. Who is Mizu? Where did she come from? Did she still have a father? Mother? Question after question, you almost got your hopes up. Then that completely changed when you first looked into those blue eyes and saw her naked body at the waterfall that one time.

You begin to see Mizu slowly lowering her guard around you, the woman even engaged in conversations between you and Ringo. Mizu could be mean, could be sarcastic, and a complete jerk but that sacred smile of hers always made up for it. Your favorite thing about her though, was when her blue eyes shined when she laughed at your stupid jokes.

Oh, how pretty she is.

Your tried eyes gaze up at her face again, you see those sad teary blue eyes staring right back at you, your fingers itch to smooth away the line between her brows.

You want to tell her not to be sad, to tell her this isn’t over and that all will be fine.

“…please, don’t you dare die on me…” Her voice sounds far away now.

Is this the end?

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The smell of tea wakes you up.

Eyes shoot open, quick to take in your surroundings and you see a dark sky. The crackling and popping comes from somewhere near you. You go to sit up but a loud groan escapes your lips instead, intense pain striking from your stomach.

“Don’t move,” the voice demanded coldly and you turn your head to look, finding Mizu cross legged on the ground beside you, her back facing towards you. “You’ll end up messing up your stitches.”

The fire in front of her dances quietly with the occasional popping.

You open your mouth to speak but your throat is dry and the taste of metal is on your tongue. Distracted by the pain from your stomach and a dry throat, a cup of hot steaming tea is presented in front of you. You don’t look Mizu’s way as it nears your lips helping you take small sips.

When you’ve had enough, feeling satisfied, you ask, “What happened?” Mizu scoffs, your confuse eyes move over to her when she does. You see that her back is facing towards you again. “Mizu?” Your tone is scratchy.

Mizu doesn’t answer. You huff in annoyance at her behavior and lay there silently. If she wants to play the quiet game then you’ll play the quiet game. Mizu did this anytime she was not in the mood but you spotted a difference. It was way too quiet and Mizu wasn’t moving an inch.

“Mizu.” You try again, concern lingering in your tone now. “What is it?” You should’ve known that was a stupid question to ask when Mizu stood up abruptly and turn around to face you.

“Are you stupid?” You flinch when she asks you. Her tone is harsh and she’s glaring daggers at you. You haven’t been in this position since you almost injured yourself by approaching a wild horse when you tried to impress Mizu. Not one of your proudest moments.

“Master.” Another voice cuts in, catching Mizu attention. Ringo appears from the right holding a bag of sorts and you watch as he sends his master a look that you can’t seem to understand. They stare at each other, almost like a staring contest. Eventually, Mizu huffs in defeat and excuses herself leaving off into the trees without another word.

“She’s upset with me.” You stated after a couple of minutes, staring at where Mizu has disappeared off to.

“Yes.” Ringo answered simply. He sets his bag down by his legs, his big hands fishing inside his bag. “You almost died.” Your breath hitch, what did he say?

That’s when everything came back. From jumping in front of Mizu to getting stabbed and ending it with you drifting off into the darkness. Your eyes stay on him, watching him move around the fire, prepping and humming softly to himself.

You still don’t understand. Still confused, you inform him, “Ringo, I saved her life. I really don’t understand-”

“You almost died.” Ringo repeats again like it means something. Like it’s supposed to mean something. Like its the most obvious thing in the world but when he looks up at you and catches you staring at him like an idiot, his lips curl up and he goes back to humming.

You groan at his antics and lay your head back down, staring up at the dark sky with a pout. You decide to shut your eyes and collect your thoughts. Even as the pain in your stomach is already distracting enough, you see a pair of sad blue eyes full of tears flash in your mind and you feel a different type of pain that didn’t come from your stomach injury.

It takes an hour for Mizu to come back.

“Master! Welcome back. The food is ready.”

Reopening your eyes, you pick up your head and see Mizu approaching Ringo who is already handing a bowl of noodles over to her. She accepts it and completely ignores you as she retakes her seat by the fire.

You feel hurt but you are distracted when Ringo approaches you with two bowls of noodles. He sets them aside and helps you sit up carefully so you are leaning back against a wall. You grunt quietly in pain and he then offers you a bowl with a pity smile.

You accept it with a quiet, ‘thank you.’

In silence, did you all eat.

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It takes one to two months for you to completely heal. That’s what Ringo tells you anyway. You try not to be too bothered by it and act like everything is fine, even if the pain can be unbearable sometimes. You don’t want anyone to assume you can’t continue on. But did it really matter when Mizu still continues to ignore you?

Yeah, she still upset. Two whole weeks of no words exchanged. Two whole weeks of Mizu being the biggest asshole. Two whole weeks of Mizu pretending you don’t exist. Two whole weeks and you feel yourself doubting that you ever had a chance to be with her to begin with.

You feel like you are waiting for something that’s not there. Everything you worked hard for to get a glimpse of Mizu has been thrown down a drain. You miss gazing into those blue eyes, it brought comfort in ways that you couldn’t explain. You miss the small touches and lingering looks, it felt like you lost her. There’s no hand offering you a chance anymore, it’s non existent.

Then Taigen comes back.

You don’t like him. You don’t like his personality or his attitude, or his appearance. There is nothing to like about him. Unfortunately, Mizu thinks otherwise. When he comes back you catch how Mizu lips form into a small smile, standing to her feet and greeting him in a soft tone. You have to force yourself to look away whenever his hand lingers in hers.

You and Taigen exchange a few greetings but nothing more. You figure Taigen knows about your feelings towards him whenever he tries to spike up a conversation and you leave him hanging. You won’t waste any time getting to know someone like him. Mizu might be okay with him being around but you aren’t.

“Are you hungry?” Ringo is offering you a rice ball as you both walk side by side while Taigen and Mizu walk ahead. You hear him yet your eyes are train on their hands, watching how they almost brush against each other’s and every time they might bump into one another, it leaves you grumbling underneath your breath.

“What are you saying?” You feel Ringo lean closer to you, his hand cupping his ear.

“Nothing.” You murmur, your lips formed in a frown. Ringo shrugs his shoulders and starts humming again, his feet waddling off ahead. You are left behind and you don’t mind.

You take the time to scan your surroundings, snow covered the ground like a blanket, animals hidden in hibernation and tall trees standing with a little sparkle of snow sprinkled on top. You think back when you were a little kid and how your uncle took you outside just to sit to admire what’s around you.

Speaking of your uncle, you thought back to how those summer nights ended with him drinking his sorrows away. You were young to see pass his harsh words and violent acts, you laid in bed at night wondering what could possibly turn him into that. What was it? Then you found out later as you grew, your uncle was in love but betrayed.

Would you end up drinking away your sorrows too? Get harsh and get violent because the one person you want is avoiding you like the plague? No, of course not. Your uncle took his last breath not knowing that true love came with a price.

“How’s that stab wound looking?” Taigen snaps you out of your day dreaming and you narrow your brows at him, irritated by him. “Mizu told me what happened,” He thinks to include which makes it worse because she can talk about you but won’t talk to you.

“It’s fine.” You give him little.

“Hm, you don’t look fine.” He points out.

You sigh again, turning your head away from him hoping he would leave you alone.

“Look, I know you don’t like me,” He starts making you groan. “I get if it’s because you care about Mizu feelings but she can handle herself.” You want to punch him. “Besides, she doesn’t need anyone by her side trying to defend her all the time. Like how you jump in front of-”

You don’t give him a chance to finish his sentence because you’re already excusing yourself to use the bathroom somewhere deep within the trees.

The snow beneath you crunches every step you take, you think angrily how he could so easily bring up something that meant everything to you. Even if Mizu did not see the incident as nothing, it still mattered to you. You risked your life for her. You would gladly do it again.

As you stop your feet, you glance around the forest and the color white is all that anyone could see standing here. Your hand comes down to the hem of your shirt, raising it and studying the healing wound. Your shaking fingers trace the outline, feeling its tender skin.

You don’t regret it. You remind yourself that you don’t care what anyone has to say about it. Yes, you were nearly killed but you’re alive, still breathing. Although, the pain in your stomach hurts terribly and the sight of it leaving you insecure, you can’t stop the tears from falling.

Are you crying about the injury or are you crying because you can’t stop seeing that flash of sad blue eyes peering down at you that day? You aren’t sure anymore.

You thought back to your uncle, is this how he felt? Did his mind flood with his lover? Did they fill up his mind until he couldn’t breathe anymore? It still hurts. Everything about this whole situation hurts and you aren’t sure if you can accept what’s happen, happened.

Then the sound of a branch snapping somewhere near by makes you jump and look around. You search around for the cause of the noise but find no one around. You take another long moment to collect yourself and made sure you aren’t red in the face when you arrive back with the others.

Unaware, a blue figure in the distant hides behind a tree, having watched everything unfold.

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A familiar grunt behind you makes you look over your shoulder away from the horses behind the gate and see Mizu standing there. She isn’t wearing her wide hat, her orange lenses or her cloak. Her sword however is still in its hilt wrapped around her hips.

“You should be resting.” Is the first thing that comes from her mouth. Internally, you are screaming because how dare she approach you after three and half weeks of not speaking to you.

You turn your body around, leaning your back comfortably against the gate and giving Mizu a dry look. You want to be the one to avoid her now and treat her how she’s been treating you but you aren’t childish. You won’t allow Mizu to make you fear from expressing how you feel. At least not about your love for her. Not yet.

“Now you talk to me.” Mizu makes a face, her eyes dangerously narrowing at you. You ignore it. “I mean, you really had me in a choke hold,” You laugh and it’s not a happy one. “You had me spinning around in circles trying to figure out why you were avoiding me and up onto now, I still have no fucking idea.” You sound harsh now. Your emotions are on sky rocket and you feel deep within yourself that you should probably keep quiet before your other feelings accidentally come out.

“What did I do?” Your voice broke when you ask and you didn’t intent to sound like that but you are tired and done. You need to know. You need to fix this. You need to keep Mizu by your side even if she doesn’t return your feelings. Having her as a friend is better than not having her at all. “Please, what did I do?”

The sounds of horses huffing and stomping behind the gate is all you can hear from behind you. Mizu seems to be choosing her words carefully, her eyes drawn to the ground and her fists at her sides, clenching and unclenching. You want to reach over and take her hand, squeeze it to reassure her that whatever it is, she can tell you. You can take it.

“You should go back home.” Her cold demeanor comes back and you are lost for words. “I don’t need you anymore. In fact, I don’t need you at all.” Mizu tells you, her eyes never meeting yours and looking right past you. “Go home, Y/N.” It’s the last thing Mizu says as she takes a step back, never once meeting your hurt expression.

Can you take it after all?

No. No, you can’t.

“You’re a fucking coward!” You spit out, hot tears streaming down your cheeks.

Mizu freezes in her steps.

“If you’re upset about what happened to me and you think it’s your fault, you’re even dumber than you look.” You continue on, your hands are shaking and your stomach hurts from trying to breathe through your tears. “I knew what I was getting into when I first met you. I knew,” You sniff, wiping at your eyes. “What I didn’t know was how you would treat me after saving your life-”

“I didn’t need you to do that!” Mizu cuts you off, spinning around and angrily walking up to you. You lean further back into the gate when Mizu is close enough that you can spot the tears forming in the corner of her eyes. “You nearly died in my arms! Can’t you get that?” You stare wide eyed, no thoughts in your head, only the feeling of shock. “I almost lost you and I can’t live with that. I can’t live in a world where there’s no you in it.”

It’s a confession without saying so much.

Your heart races fast inside your rib cage at her choice of words. Mizu was scared. Of course, you thought. How stupid can you be? She was only upset because you couldn’t see that. You were too preoccupied by your own feelings, you never thought that once Mizu could feel the same way. You think you might cry some more because you can feel it building in your throat.

“So, go home. I’ll feel better knowing you are safe home.” Mizu says dryly, turning around and going to leave you again. Except, this time, you aren’t going to let her. You had to do something and fast. So, your hand reaches out grabbing Mizu by her wrist, stopping her.

Mizu breath hitches, you can see how her shoulders tense up at your touch. When she looks down at your hand wrapped around her wrist, Mizu takes a second and at that instant, her blue eyes look up to meet yours. No words are needed exchanged between the two of you as you tug on her wrist towards you.

Mizu lets herself be brought closer, her body brushing against your own. Swallowing roughly at how close she is, your hand on her wrist slides up her arm, to her shoulder and to the back of her neck. Not once does Mizu shrug you off or look the other way — her blue eyes are watching your every move carefully. And when you risk taking a step closer, your chest fully pressing against her own, you struggle to maintain eye contact.

What should you do next?

“Y/N?” Mizu questions you, her eyes flickering between your eyes and down at your mouth, her tone below a whisper.

“Please don’t make me go.” It’s a plead.

Mizu wordlessly leans down, her nose pressing against yours. You freeze completely, the outside world around you becoming still. Mizu eyes flutter closed as she pushes against your nose some more, almost like she’s silently asking permission to kiss you.

Wait, what?

Her hands are tightly at your hips, squeezing and tugging gently. You think you may faint. You know she’s even more impatient when she moves her hands from your hips and up to cradle your face. Your face flushes deeply feeling her rough skin holding your face, gently guiding your lips near her desperate ones.

“Please.” Mizu finally breaks the tension.

You run your tongue over your dry lips and leaned forward connecting your lips with Mizu’s. Soft at first, two mouths slowly moving together, hesitant but sort of needy. You can’t help the small noises you make when her mouth opens a little wider, her tongue meeting yours. The kiss intensifies when Mizu starts moaning and drops her hands to your hips, pulling you tightly against her.

Unfortunately, you pull back with a hiss breaking the kiss. You don’t see Mizu chasing after your lips until she realizes why you pulled away, her eyes growing worry. “I’m sorry. I forgot that you’re still hurt.” Mizu apologizes, going to take a step back from you but you don’t let her.

“It’s okay, really.” You reassure Mizu, your arms tightening around her neck, not wanting to ever let her go. The dark haired girl huffs, mumbling something under her breath and you chuckle at her.

“What?” She says sounding half annoyed. Her pupils are blown and her hooded blue eyes are no longer light but dark.

“Nothing,” You smile brightly, leaning close to kiss the corner of her mouth.

Mizu blinks, her cheeks turning pink.

“Whoa.” Another voice cuts in.

Both heads snap to their right and see Ringo beside Taigen, standing only a few feet away. The two men stand there with their mouths hung open in disbelief.

Mizu, annoyed by their interruption, scolds at them with a sneer. She takes a step back from you, her hands lingering at your waist, when the two turn around and run off.

“Fools.”

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mikasadirtyscarf · 5 months

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Turns out I do have a type

#zenin maki #maki zenin #mizu blue eye samurai #bes x reader #maki zenin x reader #mulan #avatar korra #korra x reader

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stars-for-circe · 5 months

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Tears

tags / cw: AFAB reader, fingering, smut, tears

So I've come to the revolutionary epiphany that Mizu would 100% be into tears. Like, into it a LOT. She could simply notice your lips start to quiver, a frown start to form, and eyes start to water and girlie would be GONE. Bonus points if its during sex and she's the one that caused it, because knowing she has that sort of control? And that you trust her to such an extent that you would let her overstimulate you, until you're nothing but a babbling, pleading, and crying mess? Yea, she's kicking her feet like a fangirl at that.

She absolutely loves the fact that she has the power to control your every emotion and feeling during sex - that everything that is happening to you right now is in her hands and no one else's, not even yours. She fucking loves that you love and trust her enough to do this to you, and that you get off on it just as much as she does, maybe even more.

I can just imagine how softly she'd cup your face in her hand, swiping her thumb across your cheek to pick up the many tears that have fallen as she coos at you and whispers that you've been so good for her. After she's been edging you for so long, it seems she's finally ready to give you what you want, what you have been wanting since you dragged her to your bedroom.

"Just a little longer, princess. Think you can hold on for a little longer?" She'd murmur, staring hazily into your red, puffy eyes with her own love-filled ones.

Mizu would wait until you let out a cute sniffle while nodding quickly - eager for whatever she would give you - before her eyes turn condescending and cruel.

"Too bad you’ve been a fucking brat all day…”

She'd laugh at your momentary confusion before fucking into you even harder than before, the hand that isn't wrapped around your throat is instead two fingers in and knuckle deep, where she curls them into that spot, making you cry and beg even harder for release.

For a few seconds, Mizu contemplates denying you for even longer, because watching you cry and beg for her is just so enticing, and letting you cum would only put a stop to that. But then she thinks about how loud you would scream her name as you cum, how drunk on her you would be afterwards - all soft and clingy, reduced to nothing, only wanting Mizu.

So instead, she focuses on thrusting her fingers into you and circling her thumb against your clit just right, getting you closer and closer to cumming. And it's when your begging becomes incoherent babbling, and when your tears fall faster as you squeeze your eyes shut, that she adds a third finger - thrusting them deep and curling them hard.

She'd be lying if she said that the sight of you crying her name out like it's the only word you know as you cum, clenching down hard on her fingers, doesn't make her almost cum too - her focused gaze on you would serve as evidence for that. It almost makes her tilt her head back and groan, but then she'd miss what is happening right in front of her.

And when it's finally over, Mizu would slip her fingers out of your pussy and snicker at the gasp you let out when her thumb brushes against your sensitive clit one last time, before forcing your mouth open and watch you suck on them. She'd let you clean yourself off of them before leaning down and softly kissing the tears away on your rosy cheeks.

She would pick you up and carry you to the onsen, no matter if you are bigger or smaller than her (I mean c'mon, she scaled a building with Taigen on her back, a katana between her teeth and MULTIPLE stab wounds), and slowly sink into the warm water, letting it envelop the two of you.

She would cradle you softly in her arms as you bury your head in her neck while she washes you and trails kisses all over your naked body, allowing you to fall asleep at her ministrations, before gently carrying you out and drying you off.

She would hold you close as you drift off to sleep, smiling at how adorable you are, before closing her own eyes and dreaming of you, only you.

And come next morning, when Taigen appears unannounced in your house again while you both are enjoying some tea in the kitchen, Mizu would roll her eyes and grumble at his antics while walking to the bedroom - saying she forgot her glasses in there or something.

Taigen, ever the respectful one, would turn to you, grinning as he points at the hickeys littered on your neck before cracking a series of childish jokes.

"You played it safe, right?"

He snickers, before adding:

"I mean, we don't want any mini-Mizus running around just yet."

....Cue many crashes and curse words from the bedroom.

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ratcash-wasgud · 2 months

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Mizu Voicemail

getting a tipsy voicemail from your girlfriend who's at a hangout...this could be categorized as loser!mizu but idk.

#i love her voice so much #blue eye samurai #bes mizu #blue eye samurai mizu #bes x reader #blue eye samurai x reader #mizu x reader #ai audio #bes ai audio #mizu ai audio #mizu audio

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shebunie · 4 months

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𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲— 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤!

𝗠𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗠𝗶𝘇𝘂 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝟭𝟴+, 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗱𝗼𝗺/𝘀𝘂𝗯 𝗱𝘆𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗰𝘀, 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆, 𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗽-𝗼𝗻 (𝗿! 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴), 𝗺𝘂𝗹𝘁𝗶𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗮𝘀𝗺𝘀, 𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗿-𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴,𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲. 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟭.𝟳𝗸 𝐀/𝐍: 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗼𝘄

Apologies erupted from your lips, muffled by the sharp sting of another forceful slap. Your head bowed forward instinctively, seeking solace from the pain that radiated through your skin. Her fingers followed, working to alleviate the burn she had just inflicted.

"I’m sorry— fuck!" Your voice wavered as the yelp escaped, the desire for her attention overshadowing the discomfort. "Mizu, please. I'm sorry, I just wanted your attention."

"By being snarky?" Her words hung in the air, eyebrows furrowed in contemplation. A brief respite came as her hand left your rear, but hope was short-lived as a more resounding 'smack' resonated through the room, eliciting a moan from deep within you.

Her hand swiftly seized the tender skin, tears streaming down your face. "So, you just wanted my attention, huh?" She scoffed, shaking her head with a slow, disapproving motion.

"I'm sorry, I just—" You began, cut off by her probing question.

"You just what?" she inquired, nudging you back into her grasp. A desperate whine escaped your lips, accompanied by pleas and begs, yet it seemed insufficient for her desires.

Another slap landed on your flushed skin, her laughter mingling with the sight of your trembling form. "Use your fucking words," she demanded, the intensity of her grip increasing.

"I need you to touch me, please, please," you moaned, aware of the effect your pleading had on her. However, supplications dwindled as she continued to scoff, her nails embedding into the softness of my flesh.

“Not gonna touch this needy pussy till you’ve learnt your lesson, ‘kay?”

A nervous gulp escaped your lips, causing your concentration to slip away like sand through fingers. Your mind was a haze, unable to grasp a suitable response. Did you make a mistake? Should an apology be offered, or was this an unexpected form of praise? As you began to utter, "Mizu—," your words morphed into a melodic moan.

“Take it like the good whore you are.” Her voice commanded with a tone that held a mix of authority and desire.

A sigh escaped her lips as she leaned in, trailing kisses down your neck. A whimper escaped you, sensing the pressure of her leg sliding between yours and against your cunt. "You understand what I crave at this moment, don't you, baby?" Her words were met with a nod from you.

" ‘Course, you do. So, shut up and let me fuck you, alright?"

A moan escaped your lips as you nodded once more, a warmth building between your legs. Her voice, with its low and perilous tone, held a captivating allure. Despite the intensity, it only fueled the anticipation, leaving your underwear damp in response to her assertiveness.

Mizu assertively guides you onto the soft bed, settling on top.

"You enjoy this?" Mizu teases, noticing your dampened panties. "Who are they for? Me?" A playful swat at your cunt causes your body to jolt, and a feeble whimper escapes your throat.

“You!”

“That’s what I thought.” With a menacing tone, she sneers, her breath laboured. As her slender and weathered fingers slip beneath the moisture-laden fabric of your panties, a surge of tension hangs in the air. The tips of her fingers effortlessly glide through the wetness, revealing an intensity that leaves you breathless.

The air hung heavy with tension as she whispered, "You're practically dripping, all because of my teasing, naughty girl." Her voice carried a husky tone as two of her fingers traced a path down to the aching desire between your thighs, unabashedly diving in without a moment's hesitation.

Her fingers curled with a mischievous grin, effortlessly discovering that sweet spot within you that left you practically entranced. "Craving my touch, hmm? Speak up, baby, no playing coy with me," she taunted.

She continued with a mischievous glint in her eyes, "You like this, don’t you? I can sense it – a naughty whore finding pleasure in my merciless ways. Am I right?" A sigh escaped your lips as Mizu’s fingers continued their relentless thrust, driving you to new heights of ecstasy.

Suddenly, she withdrew her appendages, bringing them to her lips, sensually sucking your essence off and savouring it on her tongue. Desperation filled your voice as you pleaded, "Mizu, please... just fuck me, please."

She looked at you, her gaze intense. “You want me to fuck you? Want me to knock you up?” You nodded eagerly.

“Yes,” you stammered, desire evident. “I want you to ruin me, don't hold back.”

She gracefully moved away, diverting her attention to retrieve something. The anticipation hung in the air as you waited for her next move.

Coming back, she fastened the strap around her hips, her gaze fixed on your sopping pussy, the slippery essence gathering on your thighs like tiny droplets. A low grunt escaped her as she eagerly anticipated the moment when you would cum on her dick.

The size was substantial, measuring about six inches, its hue a deep purple adorned with distinctive ridges and impressive girth.

She traced the tip delicately along the sensitive terrain, delivering a few sharp taps with the strap against your clit.

Then, with a sudden motion, she thrust the entire thing into your pussy until it nestled snugly.

A cry escaped you instantly. "Take it, pretty," she commanded with a grunt, forcefully plunging into you while her thumb playfully teased your bundle of nerves.

"Mizu!" you exclaimed with a sense of urgency. She had just started passionately connecting with you moments ago, and you found yourself on the brink of ecstasy in mere minutes.

She gently lifted your legs onto her shoulders, drawing herself closer to you. As she leaned down, a surge of pleasure enveloped you, reaching a profound depth that made you see stars.

With a sly grin, she encouraged you, "There we go, keep cumming; such a wild little slut." A playful swat at your clit made you gasp, the intensity nearly pushing you to the brink of ecstasy.

Abruptly, Mizu withdrew, swiftly flipping you onto your stomach. In a bold move, she thrust her hips, penetrating you deeply.

Her firm grip on the back of your hair added an element of dominance, pulling your head back to allow her whispered words to tease your ear. The room pulsated with the electrifying energy of passion and desire.

She uttered in a husky whisper, "I'll continue fucking you till the only thing etched in that little head of yours is my name, and nothing more. Understand?"

You couldn't help but let out a series of breathless moans. "Mizu, I'm... I'm..." Your words trailed off into incoherent whispers as another wave of pleasure washed over you.

A cascade of warmth flowed down the lifelike surface of the silicone shaft, tracing a path along your trembling thighs and staining the sheets beneath you.

In a taunting tone, she coos, "Your pussy’s taking such a beating, she's practically begging for my mercy."

"Imagine if this were my real cock. Wouldn't you love that? Wish I could just fuck a baby right in you, get you all round and swollen, yeah?"

In the heat of passion, she whispered breathlessly, "Gonna cum baby, gonna cum on you, soak you completely— oh, God!" Her groans filled the room as she wet her boxers, the intensity of her pleasure evident.

Despite the waves of ecstasy, she persisted with her rhythmic thrusts.

Simultaneously, you found yourself on the brink of a third orgasm. Your thighs trembled, and you became a symphony of moans, entangled in the shared euphoria of the moment.

You couldn't help but cry out her name, the walls of the room seemingly closing in as desire surged through you. Your climax loomed, a wave of pleasure gathering in the depths of your lower stomach.

"Mizu!" you gasped, voice filled with ecstasy.

"That’s it, louder f’me. Tell me how much you enjoy the way I ruin this pussy. My pussy is that right? who’s cunt is this? yours or mine?"

"Yours!" you fervently declared, teetering on the edge, the struggle to contain your desire becoming more challenging with each passing second.

Your breath hitched, and you gasped, "I'm about to cum, oh, Mizu, Mizu—"

"Yeah? You ready to cum? Ready to cream my cock? Gonna be dripping for me?" you affirmed with a nod. "Of course you are. Now, be good for me and let me have it. Let go."

Your hands desperately sought something to hold onto as overwhelming sensations engulfed you, intensifying with every primal thrust into your tender, swollen cunt.

Overwhelmed, you pleaded, "It's too much! Please, Mizu!" Your thighs trembled with intensity, and you sensed another surge of wetness escaping from between your legs.

Finally grasping the situation, Mizu delicately withdrew the cum-covered strap from your pussy. Her hands glided tenderly over your quivering thighs, offering a soothing touch.

"Was that truly too much? I'm sorry, baby. I got carried away in the moment. M’sorry," she apologized, pulling you gently against her chest.

You took a deep breath, the air filling your lungs as you tried to calm the storm of sensations that still lingered. Mizu's embrace provided a sense of security, and her apologetic tone reassured you.

"It's just... intense," you admitted, your voice shaky. The room, dimly lit and filled with the aftermath of your shared passion, seemed to echo with the echoes of pleasure that still reverberated through your body.

Mizu tilted your chin up to the side over your shoulder, her eyes locking onto yours with a mixture of concern and desire. "I want every experience with you to be perfect. Tell me what you need."

A smile played on your lips as you reached for her hand, fingers intertwining. "Just a moment," you whispered, feeling the warmth of her skin against yours.

Together, you melted into the silence, the only sound the rhythmic beating of your hearts.

As the haze of ecstasy began to lift, Mizu traced circles on your back, her touch like a comforting melody that played in harmony with your heartbeat. "I never want to push you too far," she murmured, her lips brushing against your forehead. "But I also want you to experience everything you desire."

The vulnerability in her eyes mirrored your own, creating a bridge between your souls. You marvelled at the trust that had grown between you, a trust that allowed you to explore the depths of pleasure together.

Leaning back, you gazed into Mizu's eyes, a silent understanding passing between you. In that shared moment, the weight of the world lifted, leaving only the connection that bound you together.

"Let's take it slow," you suggested, a playful glint in your eye. Mizu chuckled, her fingers tracing a delicate path along your spine.

Mizu smiled warmly, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "Absolutely, my love. Your comfort is my priority."

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nightfall-kachiniko · 5 months

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“THE SAME EYES AS YOU..” ✩ˎˊ˗ pt.1

mizu x reader || blue eyed samurai ᝰ.ᐟ

a/n: i thought this would be a super cool concept to see in BES, so I hope you enjoy.

You don’t know how you got here, all you knew is you did. Walking through the snow barely able to stand, your legs dragging behind you. Drops of blood streamed down your rough skin.

It was so windy and cold. The snow had to be over 4 feet deep as the blizzard forced your body forward. The air was so brittle and dry you couldn’t feel your skin.

Crisp snow blew in your face, blinding you from the little vision you could see.

The only thing you could feel was the little bit of warmth your blood carried inside of you.

Until it was the only thing you could feel. As it all got weary, and warmed you all around, sending a hot streak up your body. Until it hit the ground.

your eyes fluttered open slightly, as you swayed in and out of consciousness. Your body was on the floor, but it wasn’t of snow. Instead it was wood, a hard wooden floor. the coldness was now a crackling warmth, as voices muttered all around you.

“I don’t trust it.” you could make out a man’s voice saying, then a sharp shing of metal.

“Wait! Stop we haven’t even talked to her yet!” another said, more high pitched.

you used whatever strength you could find in your drowsy body to lift yourself up, a grut of shock coming from behind you. you turned over on the floor, trying to sit up, a blade meeting your face.

You yelped in shock. Quickly crawling yourself backwards from the metal in your face.

“Taigen! Stop! I told you you’d scare her!”

You screamed looking up at the man infront of you. He was an Asian man with dark hair, his eyebrows knitted as his face held a look of uncertainty but fierceness.

You screamed in fear of the blade drawn infront of you, as you huddled yourself backwards, shutting your eyes closed. “SHUT UP!” The man said harshly, gritting his teeth.

“GET AWAY FROM ME!” You yelled, crawling yourself backwards.

He looked at the other man, confused at the way you were speaking. Your Japanese sounded weird, different.

“ugh..” a scoff was heard. “be quiet,” a man’s voice distantly said, pulling open the cabin door.

“What did you bring in this time taigen? “he said sarcastically.

They wore a big hat, covering their eyes, but all you could see was the sword strapped to their side.

thats until their eyes met yours. It went quiet as the man backed up, eyes widening in shock as he stared into yours. those orange glasses covering his own.

All that filled the room was the crackle of the fire place and your quiet frantic breaths of fear.

“Taigen, put the sword down.” They ordered, their eyes not leaving yours. The man hesitantly glanced between you and him before doing so.

All he could do is stare at you. And you knew why. Of course, you were different. Your hair was different, your skin, nobody was like you.

until they took off their glasses.

What you didn’t know, was they were too.

and like a mirror, blue eyes stared back at you.

you locked eyes with this man, as his gaze became soft, almost comfortable looking back into yours.

and for a spit second you felt safe with this stranger.

“Your eyes..” you both said.

“they’re just like mine.”

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costelloschoice · 4 months

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Wedding Night

-Mizu x fem reader! -warnings: nsfw, pulling off the biggest W and getting married to Mizu, bottom! Mizu, top! reader, toys, pussy eating, dom and sub dynamic -minors don't read or I'll tell your mommy -comments and reblogs are appreciated (she's so cute in the gif waaa)

She never thought she would be doing this.

Getting married this first time was something she never imagined for herself, but here she is again. But this time she knows this is the real deal.

"This is it.." Mizu whispered, kneeling on the zabuton below her. This scene was so familiar to her in another life. A small saucer plate of sake in her hands, the scent of the fermented rice filled her nostrils.

She looks over at you, her wife. She feels a sense of pride just looking at you but also feel nervous. She wants this to work out, she prayed this would. But you look so beautiful in white, you look like you were meant to be a beautiful bride. To think she came this far after what life has put on her, it all felt like a reward.

You made a promise to her before this small ceremony. A promise she never had to be a man after this moment. She didn't have to pretend to be someone else. But Mizu just had to push through a bit more to be able to be free from this cage forever. Of course, if it was her choice to revert back, you would accept her decision. But you knew deep down she wouldn't.

A small bell rung three times, indicating you both to sip from your glasses. The strong taste of the rice wine went down her throat smoothly, a strong burning sensation heating up the back throat. She tried not to focus too much on the taste as she turned to face you.

You also tried to ignore the burning feeling of the sake. You never liked warm sake, you thought it tasted like dirt. Your body shivered at the heat growing in your throat, almost feeling like the heat was in your ears now, but you turned to smile at Mizu, your now wife.

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Your relationship was not at all how others thought it to be. Of course, they also thought Mizu was man. But no one knows how much she loves to be your own personal whore.

Yes, she may present as someone who would be dominate, to make you submit to her and take what she had to give you. When, in fact, you knew how to make her melt and be putty in your hands. The samurai was actually a sensitive girl who would do anything to make you happy, as would you for her.

Carefully, she applied the white makeup to her skin, the kabuki brush evenly spreading the foundation to her makeup. The fine brushes applying the red lipstick to her lips and her eye lips. The candle lit room gave her a sense of calmness as she applied her makeup. She knew tonight was going to be special. You two have already had sex many of times, but now you're married, it's different to her. The sex tonight will be special to her. The beautiful and intricate design of her wedding dress was too good to be true. It was beautiful and picked out by you. Secretly, Mizu loved being dressed up by you, as if she was your doll.

Once she finished her makeup, she only waited now. Mizu took in deep breaths, her fingers tapping her knees. She waited for you patiently. Mizu looked up at a mirror across your shared room. She made sure everything was perfect, a hand running over her intricate hairstyle.

"Wait long?" you said, voice deep yet soft while opening the door to the room.

Mizu turned to see you. Your hair was down and out of the hairstyle from earlier and also wearing a men's styled yukata which was hers. Mizu smiled before shaking her head 'no'. Making your way towards her, Mizu turns her body completely to face you. She looked so beautiful on her knees in front of you, like a good little bride should be.

"You look beautiful, love..." you smiled, your thumb and index fingers catching her chin to look up at you. Her stunning blue eyes never failed to make your heart skip a beat, she was truly your weakness. "Such beautiful girl..." you commented before your thumb ran over her red lips. Mizu's breathed hitched at your words and actions, but let you do whatever you wanted. Soon, slipping your thumb into her mouth. her eyes fluttered closed, and she knew better, then sucked on the digit without being told, she knew how to pleasure you. Her tongue ran under the finger and twirled around, sucking and moaning at the feeling of something in her mouth.

As she continued you said, "Eager, I love it..." which caused her groan, looking up at up with those blue eyes you love so much. The eyes that held so many emotions and feelings. The eyes that made her different from everyone else you ever met. Soon you pulled out of her mouth, "Are you ready...?"

"Y-Yes..."Mizu breathed out, nodding her head. She watched you begging to undo the belt to the yukata. Eyes widening, she looks at the strap on you already had on. Your breast sat beautifully, your strap stood up proud, and your cunt was glistening just below the sexy toy attached to you. It's like you were the definition of lust. You gently grab her face to place her mouth on the tip, letting her use context clues to figure out the rest.

She closed her eyes as he headed bobbed up and down on the strap, a free hand moving to rub your clit between your lips. She knew that you couldn't feel her lips on the cock, but it was such a beautiful sight. Your moans were a reward for rubbing your pussy, "G-Good girl...Keep that up," you panted, smiling as her finger pushes inside you.

Removing her mouth completely from the strap, she quickly put your leg over her shoulder to kiss your lips with hers. Her nimble tongue flicking your clit as her long and slender finger works your g-spot. You moan loudly, trying to have some composure and stay in control. You look down to see how eager she was to suck on your throbbing clit.

"You like how that pussy tastes?"

"Mhmm.."

"Speak up when you talk to me,"

you snapped, making her pull away, her baby blue eyes look up at you. Lipstick and foundation around her chin smudged, "Yes, mistress..." Mizu pants, going back to tasting you. She added a second finger, curling them to rub the special spot. Your moans grew louder, your leg shaking as you feel your nerves being worked on.

"Enough..." you said, quickly pulling away. Mizu was pushed back on her ass, looking up at you. Taking off the rest of your clothes, you kneeled down to remove her dress. She wore nothing under her dress but a necklace you gave her when your first started to date, it was small but meant so much to her. She helped you get her out of the dress, tossing the clothes to the side. You quickly flipped Mizu on her back, letting her look up at you. Grabbing her by the waist, you lift up to rest her legs over your shoulders. You immediately started to taste her, your tongue running between her lips.

She was flushed, embarrassed from the position. Her moans were loud and whiny. Your tongue over her sensitive, hard clit felt amazing. Biting her bottom lip, her hands fondled her own breast. Her fingers pinching her nipples as you dip your tongue in and out of her wet hole.

"O-Oh yes...Please don't stop, mistress...my pearl..." Mizu panted. Even though this was a dom and sub situation, the loving nickname for you slipped out. It made you smile, making you work even harder to make her finish. One arm wrapped around her waist as the other moved to rub her clit, your tongue still dipping in and out.

Her groans and whimpers never faltered, her legs starting to shake from the pleasure you have her, "Oh...! Mistress I'm going to...c-cum! Please let me finish, mistress...!" she begged, looking up at you. You watched her pathetic facial expressions as you ate her out. Pulling away quickly, you only said one word.

"Cum..."

She immediately thanked you, moaning loudly while thanking her mistress for the release of pleasure. Her legs shook on your shoulders, making you smile. You rubbed her thigh as she came down from the high of an orgasm, "Good girl...you taste amazing," you praised, cleaning up the mess you made.

You took her legs off your shoulder, laying her down. She pulls you in for a few kisses, wanting to taste herself from your lips, "Mistress..." she moaned softly, her fingertips grazing your breast. Her hand cupping your breast, feeling the softness of your chest. The kisses between you two help her relax again, grounding her in the moment.

Soon she was on her hands and knees, instructed by you. She arched her back as your hands ran up her back, your hands feeling the curve of her spine. The candles in the room made it hotter, creating a thin layer of sweat. The smoke of the incense floating up, the ash growing by the minute.

She felt the tip of the strap on run over her slit, her breath hitched in her throat, "You want this, love? You want to be fuck like the whore you are for me? You want to please me, right?" you teased, making her groan. "Yes mistress, I want to please you..." she said, looking back at you, earning her a smack on the ass.

"Good girl," you said before slowly pushing in. You always made sure to be careful when first pushing in, as to not hurt Mizu. This is supposed to be enjoyable, not torture. Her soft moans were always the indicator on her feelings. you focused on them as you slowly thrusted in and out, trying to find the rhythm to move for her.

Mizu loved the feeling of you inside. The fullness of your strap made her warm, safe even. She knew it was you and knew you would never hurt her. She felt you start to move faster, making her moan loudly. This made you grab her hips, pulling her back into you as thrust into her.

"Mistress...You feel so good," she moaned, eyes rolling back as she focuses on the thrusts. The sound of skin slapping together filled the room, moans making a perfectly harmony with the it. You smiled and you thrusted, looking at her ass jiggling a bit every time you thrusted. You placed a hand on her shoulder, making the thrusts shorter but harder.

"Open your eyes...Look in the mirror," you instructed, making her look in the mirror. She felt butterflies in her stomach as she watched you thrust into her, "Look at you, taking it so well," praised, smiling at her through the mirror.

"You like this?"

"Yes mistress,"

"Good girl...You love taking my big cock, huh? Feeling so full by your wife?"

"Yes mistress..! You make me feel so full and good, please fuck me harder,"

She begged, making you do so. She watched her face as you thrusted harder. Mizu looked like pathetic whore in a brothel being fucked fora cheap thrill. But your praises and smiles reminder her that she was your wife, your own personal whore.

"You want to cum? Finish around this fat dick?" you asked with a deep voice, focusing on hard, fast, thrusts. Mizu moaned loudly, babbling the words 'yes' and 'please' like it was the only two she knew. Once you gave her the okay to finish, she screamed your name. Not 'mistress', your name, just how you like. it.

You watched her face as she was pushed over the edge of pleasure again. She looked so beautiful. You know she'll never see the beauty you do. Pulling out, you held her close in your lap. You stroked her face, praising her as she rested in your lap and regained her composure. Even with her training, she was a slave to pleasure, and she was a slave to yours, "You did so well, Mizu, you're such a good wife..."

After an hour, the two of you laid in bed. The candles were long put out, the incense burnt out completely. You smiled as you looked at her, "I love you, Mizu..." you whispered, kissing her softly. Mizu giggled and smiled back. "I love you more...".

"You're lucky I let you cum so easily," you teased.

"You love me too much not to let me get my way," she joked, giggling before kissing you.

She couldn't have dreamed of a more perfect wedding night.

#mizu x reader #mizu x you #bes mizu #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu #blue eye samurai x you #blue eye samurai x reader #bes #wlw love #bes x reader #bes fanfic

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themoonitselff · 4 months

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Okay but just imagine Mizu getting dominated by her s/o and feeling that safe she can actually let her femenine side out.

Very explicit nsfw under the cut. (afab reader)

The taste of her lips against yours was already making your thighs warm and wet, her hands were already searching for the sweet points in your body that makes you jolt and whimper for more, but this time was different. You wanted to make her feel different.

Since she's always manhandling you, always taking care of you, always pleasuring your needs, sometimes she gets really stressed by the thoughts of responsibility, like, she needed a break, a release from all the pain and suffering in this path full of blood. You were thinking about this since last week, and you just couldn't stand there again and let her do all the job. Not again.

Before she could take your kimono down, you took her hands gently, stopping her, your gaze connected with her as you whisper “Let me take control of this, tonight is all about you.” Your voice immediately made her relax, but it still was weird for her since she had this icanmakeeverythingbymyown mindset in her head.

She saw you getting on your knees as you sat her in a rock, in front of a waterfall, in the middle of the night, where the only expectator was the moon. “Hey, you don't have t-”

“But I want to. ” You replied, taking her pants off, she denied at first, scared of what could have happened, what could possibly put you and her in danger and that she cannot do anything about it. It's not like she treats you like a stupid young child that doesn't know how to take care of their self, in fact, Mizu thinks you're amazing at fighting when the situation merits it, your thin blade passes through the enemies bodies like it's a leaf, you're talented, but when she started falling in love with you, she had this need to protect you and own you, because she wants you to calm and not endure, like her. Now it's the other way around.

You place her hand in your head, as your mouth sinks in her arousal, your tongue gently caressed her clit, it was pumping against your lips as you kissed it with an indescribable romance, you were actually enjoying it, your pussy was like a water slide.

The sense of your tongue against her body made her change mind instantly, her hand pushed you deeper in her core, the moans that were low, raspy and groaning at first now were sweet and high pitched, her head tilted back as she just stopped being so hard like a rock and let herself just enjoy the moment, her hips moving into your mouth like wanting more, as you smiled against her lower lips.

“You're so beautiful when your off guard.” You babbled between her legs, your mouth left her throbbing cunt to make some kisses and hickeys on her crotch, your ears were hearing and orchest of whimpers and moans, at this point, she sounded like a woman fallen from heaven, and whatever you were doing, she was satisfied with it, more than satisfied, grateful.

“Keep doing it.. You're so fucking good at this-” She demanded, it was so cute you couldn't believe it, Mizu can be very submissive when it comes to.

Your ears now were hearing a wonderful orchest of whimpers and moans, they were so loud you had to get up and kiss her passionately to get her mouth shut, you tongues were dancing roughly, eating each other, it was so erotic you couldn't believe it. You? Making the cold Mizu whimper and cry for you?

“Come here, let me feel you closer.” You hummed.

“ I'll regret this later- Fuck! ” She panted in your mouth.

Mizu's legs were now hugging your waist, her hand was scratching your back and the other supporting her weight in the rock, you thrusted into her a bit rough until you felt her squirting all over your arm and a bit of your kimono, she was breathing hard against your lips, panting and squeezing your fingers full of her cum.

You stayed like this, close to her, your foreheads touched each other as Mizu and you closed your eyes, recovering from action, then you laughed a bit and pulled your fingers off, just to taste them later. “I told you this night was about you. ”

“I-.. ” She hided her face, trying to get back her pride. “Just shut the fuck up.” Mizu pulled you back again to her lips, kissing you like feral.

Maybe you could start being her stress-releaser since now.

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angelltheninth · 6 months

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After the request open, do you write for Blue eyes samurai? If you do can you write Mizu dating headcanons (can be sfw or nsfw)

I haven't seen ANYONE write for Blue Eye Samurai but I can try.

Pairing: Mizu x Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, fluff, protectiveness, dating, grinding, kissing, injuries, cuddles, hickyes, fingering, cunnilingus, breast kissing, teasing

A/N: If you're reading this and haven't seem BES do so, its AMAZING. Also I'm using she/her pronouns for Mizu, although she does give me very non-binary vibes too I don't know if anything's gonna happen with that but it'd be cool to have a canonically non-binary protagonist.

SFW

Mizu had a really tough exterior when you first met her, result of her upbringing, her desires and her way of life

Every day used to be a struggle, living day to day looking over her shoulder, expecting a fight

It took a long time for her to relax around you

Seeing as how she does have many enemies she does still look over her shoulder

Insists on sharing a room with you in any inn you're staying in

This does get you both some looks, granted with good reason this time

Not very openly affectionate, the hand-holding is mostly to make sure you don't get seperated

Lets you help her with binding and unbinding her chest every morning and night

Very cuddly once you start dating and she lets her guard down around her

Adores your kisses, especially after an adrenaline high of training

NSFW

Every night she unbinds her breasts you kiss them very carefully and lavish them with lots of attention, there are times where that's all you do for the night

Grinding is her preferred way of getting off with you, she loves making you come all over her thigh and her stomach

Especially when she's been injured from fight and she still wants to have sex with you, you can do most of the moving

Blushes very easily, beyond easy, in fact you feared her face would explode the first time you had sex and you've never let her forget about how cute she is

Can't keep eye contact when you eat her out for the life of her

If you plan on fingering her then she wants it to be mutual, she wants to feel the exact moment you come and will try to do it at the same time as you

You can leave all the marks and hickies you want, she's very covered most of the time

Needs a bit of encouragement for dirty talk

Mizu is a hardcore switch for you, it doesn't matter who tops, who bottoms, who is in control, she just wants to feel good with you

While she herself is not overly loud she loves being able to hear the noises you make, as loud as you want to make them

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multi-fandom-imagine · 4 months

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smutty blurb, aiighty

just mizu jacking off to the thought of reader

A/n: 👏👏 ....let me know if you want a part 2

Warnings: Self pleasure, dirty thoughts

Part of Mizu knew this was wrong, she couldn't help but feel a little dirty doing this but she had to get rid the tension she was feeling or she'd never be able go concentrate.

So she made up a lie, a simple lie that would make sure the other's wouldn't follow, that you wouldn't follow.

Stripping herself free from the confine's of her clothes, Mizu sunk her teeth into her lip as she slipped into water. The cold doing nothing to stop the feel of her heated skin.

Sinking her teeth into her lip's she let her fingers trail down her body. Past her breast's and toward's the once spot that was desperately aching to be touched.

Her thought's drifted off toward's you, your smile, your laughter. How soft your hand felt clasped against hers.

Her back pressed against the rock, her hand slipped between her thighs. Her fingers began to explore her own wetness, gliding through her folds in an intoxicating rhythm.

You were not far from her mind, her heart rounding, how she desperately wished that this was you who was pleasing her. Your lip's against her skin, your finger's dipping into her cunt. She could see it now, how cute you are. The little pout on your lips as you would hump her knee.

As she pleasured herself, Mizu let out soft moans, her eyes would never leaving yours. She would reveled in the power that she had over you, knowing that her own pleasure was driving you wild with desire.

Sinking her teeth into her lip, she bucked against her fingers, she could almost taste you on her lips as she continued to pleasure herself, her movements becoming more urgent as she felt the coil of desire tightening within her. Her thumb rubbing her clit as she was desperate for a relief

Then once hit her, your name spilled from her lips as her free gripped the rock. Chest heaving she slowly felt herself come down from its high though her body tensed hearing a soft but familiar voice.

"Mizu?"

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cammys-imagines24 · 5 months

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°•Being in a Relationship with Mizu•°

Mizu first met you on her travels and just like with Ringo, there was something about you that made her katana sharp edges soften.

How from day one you never viewed her as an evil Onryo, someone impure who should've died from infanticide long ago.

Through every trial she laid out before you, testing to see how you'd react, you were nothing but understanding.

First when she showed you her eyes you didn't so much as flinch. You smiled at her, warm as ever.

And then when she revealed herself to be a woman you embraced her with open arms.

As Mizu, you and Ringo went on, she found herself looking to you, thinking of you, your presence a balm to her battered soul.

Over time you eroded her walls as sea does to a cliffside.

Surprisingly, the swordswoman was the first to confess her feelings for you.

She told you she loved you when you two were sparring.

When she was teaching you how to fight, you had gotten the upper hand on her and as soon as you pinned her to the ground, laughing and with sweat dotting your brow, you just looked so beautiful that she just blurted out "I love you."

And as soon as she said those words to you she treated it like a sacred vow, more sacred than even her vengeance on those four men who wronged her.

Mizu existed to see her revenge completed but she breathed for you.

When the Samurai came back bloodied, you'd stitch up her wounds and mend her clothes.

When she'd take a swim with you after a tiring day of fighting, you'd personally undo her bindings and massage her sore chest.

Every small act of kindness you did for her out of love rendered her undone, her heart unspooling before you, opening up more and more.

And for every kind thing you did for her she repaid it tenfold.

Mizu would burn down all of Japan and the world for you. She would kill anyone who dare lay a hand on you.

And even with her rough hands, she treated you like delicate porcelain. Almost with reverence.

She never thought a monster like her could be fortunate enough to be with someone like you.

You became her home and as long as you were by her side she knew that when her job was done, that life awaited her.

You remind Mizu of what she needs to come back to, no matter what.

Your love is why she wants to continue to live.

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imdumbhi · 5 months

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* 𝑹𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓,

summary: Mizu visits one late night, things escalate but is it for better or worse?

pairings: Mizu x Reader

warnings: angst, nsfw

a/n: i couldn’t help it.

“Mizu,” you say her name breathlessly, your hands gripping the sheets tightly at your sides. The samurai between your legs below response with a grunt and the feeling of her warm breath nearing your cunt is driving you nearly insane, “Please, I need you.”

A gasp leaves your lips upon feeling her wet, hot tongue flat against your folds, licking your slit, up and down, a sensation causing your hips to buck forward on their own. Your brows narrow in concentration at how well her tongue plays with your folds and with every flick, nip, and suck — it’s all too much.

“Oh fuck,” you moan loudly. Her tough skin snake around your inner thighs, her hands hold your legs open so that she scoots your lower body closer to her mouth as much as possible, not wanting you to pull away. “Mizu wait-”

Her tongue thrusts inside not waiting. Cries of pleasure, your hands fly to her hair and down to her face to force it closer. You don’t think you ever wanted more than right now. What made it overwhelming was when you peer below and meet her blue eyes.

While fucking you with her tongue, they were already staring, watching you…what are you thinking about? You wonder as her tongue takes you closer to a release.

You don’t break eye contact as your fingers dig into the sides of her face, holding her there, close in between your legs, eating your pussy like it’s what she’s meant for. Her blue eyes pierce up at you, eager to please and…is that fear?

The band holding you together breaks when Mizu angles her face thrusting her tongue deeper, hitting that one spot, her nose bumping into your clit all at the same time. It shouldn’t be complicated for what comes afterwards but you can’t break eye contact with her as your thighs shake around her head.

Mizu pulls away once she cleans your mess, her lips shining with your arousal and you want to look away, stop the warm feeling creeping in your stomach but she looks so pretty. No words exchange seeing Mizu lick her own lips and move upwards so that her body leans over yours.

With her body plant against yours now, you feel every curve and bone. You don’t want her to get off you. You don’t want this moment between you two to end. Staring openly up at her while she stares down at you, you don’t notice your own hands moving unconsciously to grab at her waist, feeling the skin beneath twitch under your touch.

“Was that okay?” Finding her voice, it is soft, concern for you and you feel it in your stomach again. Her gaze never leaves yours, expecting an answer but you only hear your heart pounding inside your chest. Can she feel it? How could someone so sharp like her sword, blue like her eyes and mysterious like her cloak that hides what needs to be hidden look so — “Y/N?”

“Why are we doing this?” You blurt out, you instantly regret it catching Mizu off guard.

It lingers in the air, the question swarming around the room awaiting for a response that you believe won’t come. Uncomfortable by the silence, you muster up, embarrass by your words and say, “Nevermind that, I need to get dress.” You chuckle dryly as you go to move from underneath Mizu not wanting to let her see the pain hidden behind your eyes.

However, when you move an inch, Mizu kisses you, the softness of her lips pressing against your own shuts you up and the need to leave vanishes away. You want to hate her for that, to confront her on why she insist on pushing you away whenever things become real but when Mizu wraps you into her embrace, pulling you tight in her arms, kissing you like lovers only do, you decide anything is better than nothing.

Mizu pulls back, her low darken blue eyes studying your face closely. The longer she stares, her eyes flickering all around, you feel your face become warm with insecurities and you whisper quietly for her stop it but she ignores it. You wonder if she’s trying to memorize the sight of you before she has to go.

Will she be back?

The thought of that brings fear of your own and you kiss Mizu this time. Your hands move up to her face, holding her cheeks and she seems slightly surprise but returns the kiss with equal favor. You try not to think as her lips move with yours in such a deep, slow and tender kiss. Will this ever be enough? Mizu makes a soft noise when your tongue teases her. This will never be enough.

“Mizu,” you say her name between kisses, almost like a plead and you fucking hate it when she pulls away. “Please, I-I really-” Mizu cuts you off by sliding her hand between your bodies and back between your legs where it aches.

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