monthly sapphic!mizu event

contributor apps for the new blue eye samurai, for charity sapphic zine are OPEN!

We’ve got everything ready to kick off Mizu's new quest, all that’s missing is you! Writers, creators and artists, if you love Mizu and mizemi, and are itching to spread some sapphic love and help a great cause, come join us!

Contributor Applications will remain open through September 15th 🌸🌊 You can apply here.

Interest Check for our sapphic blue eye samurai fanzine is now live!

We are happy to announce that our interest check form is now open and will remain open from September 2nd to September 9th! In the form you'll find questions about pricing, digital and physical bundles and more! Apps will be opening soon so stay tuned!

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thank you for my ember (aka embers) is a digital charity fanzine exclusively focused on Mizu and Akemi (+ sapphic mizu) and will feature an anthology of stories, art and poetry to celebrate our favourite samurai and princess! All money raised will be donated towards Gaza 🌊🌸

Big things are coming your way blue eye samurai folks! thank you for my ember will be an anthology of art, stories and poetry to celebrate Mizu and Akemi as well as sapphic mizu & its interpretations. contributor applications open September 2 🌸🌊

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mizu pictured her now, in her minds eye: antithesis.

there was that moment in the snow. beyond understanding. beyond connection. a palanquin. a gasp, like a shot through mizu's heart.

she was a princess the way a doll could sometimes be a princess. small, painted, fragile. beautiful beyond belief. and dangerous, in the way a rich person could sometimes be dangerous.

but here, in this pleasure house, akemi was not a princess. akemi was a woman.

and mizu was, to akemi's eyes, a man.

mizu did not, by habit, work hard to understand her emotions. instead, she let those emotions move her to action. she let them soak through her, like an ink stain through parchment. as the darkness reached her limbs, she allowed it to hoist her leg back over akemi's form.

no longer able to face the doll before her, mizu turned away. but akemi's image did not easily dissipate. it sat in mizu's mind, waiting.