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Hey, itâs been a bit- here are some updates:
I took a break from writing for a while because Iâve been in a pretty bad place mentally. After the death of my rabbit (chai) it kind broke me and I didnât have any motivation. On top of that, I still had a month left of my semester, and just kinda had to push through it (barely passing my classes).
Idk, I just feel bad writing again, and havenât done so since her death, but I also canât just never write again, so Iâm trying to write a whole new series. Requests are open as well- to those who sent me requests originally and didnât get responses Iâm so so sorry- you can request things again, but I donât think Iâm able to continue working on the things that are in my inbox that I had startedâŚ
As for the new work im starting (a project-ish):
The title is âIs it just another day?â, and it features around Reader (Y/N) who had finally left home and is excited to start her college journey (after taking two gap years in between, so reader is 20). On top of that, soulmates exist in this AU, and so Y/N has to kinda figure out weather her new roomie is her soulmate or Y/N just finds them hot (can you guess who this roomie is? *cough cough* itâs Mizu *cough cough*).
Here are two passages that Iâve really enjoyed writing so far/ Iâm semi proud of:
if anyone is interested in being a Beta-reader for this, please message me! I always love hearing feedback on the plot or grammar before I post! (I post on tumblr and AO3)
And here is the playlist:
Anyways: again- requests are open, and the first chapter of âis is just another day?â Should release sometime this week.
Thanks for reading!!!
Life update:
Im not sure how many of you actually keep up with my profile, but for those interested in my writing (or just personal life) and wondering where I have gone- Iâve been busy lately with exams and just catching up on school work.
My rabbit also had to be taken to the emergency room lately, so Iâve put my writing on hold to take care of her and make sure that she gets back to being her normal self.
Thank you so much for the understanding đ°đ
Here are some photos of her:
Update:
Chai has passed away this morning. Me and my mom rushed her to the emergency room, but by the time she was already there, there wasnât anything they could do.
Life update:
Im not sure how many of you actually keep up with my profile, but for those interested in my writing (or just personal life) and wondering where I have gone- Iâve been busy lately with exams and just catching up on school work.
My rabbit also had to be taken to the emergency room lately, so Iâve put my writing on hold to take care of her and make sure that she gets back to being her normal self.
Thank you so much for the understanding đ°đ
Here are some photos of her:

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"mizu's a cat" NO, SHE'S A BUNNY. LET ME COOK
AS SOMEONE WITH A BUNNY- I AGREE WITH THIS MESSAGE
Mizu in Vivienne Westwood clothes?
Like- idk, I have a vision of early 2000 fic with reader x Mizu- and both have the same major and are in college together đ
Okay but I need a bassist Mizu so bad now
i heard a song today that immediately gave off mizu vibes -- Blood In The Cut by K.Flay. The lyrics don't match her entirely except for some parts, but the song's vibe just SCREAMS mizu or guitarist mizu to me. you dont need to write for this, i just thought it would be fun to share :)
I just saw this and gave it a listen-
AND YOU NEED TO SAY THIS MORE LOUDLY BECAUSE YOU ARE RIGHT AND I SEE THE VISION â¨
The thought of Guitarist Mizu has got me kicking my feet and giggling-
A fellow lesbian, Mizu lover AND a witch? Love u already!
Ayo Yknow it đ
(Actually- I got into the show all because I saw one edit of Mizu on tiktok and went âdamn đĽľâ)

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for starters, I love your writing so so much! i have a bunch of request ideas but won't overwhelm you too much, but one concept I had was modern mizu x spiritual reader? if that isn't too much of a problem, like maybe the reader is into witchy stuff and believes in the universe and signs, and practices magick? like just imagine mizu walked in their apartment and there are just little altars, and the reader does little cleansing rituals, and gives mizu little 'spell jars' and is just so in tune with nature and I am wondering how you think Mizu would react? i was scrolling on tiktok and saw a video and got the idea, and if you are okay with writing that I think it'd be silly seeing how mizu thinks of it (in a positive light probably?) hcs would be preferred :)
Mizu with a Spiritual/Witch Reader
Anon- this is brilliant. I had to write this down as soon as I saw this.
I tried to incorporate as much as I could remember from when I was a practicing witch, as well as doing additional research to double check it. I just did some general things but I hope you like it!
Also again: requests are open for both headcanons and longer writing prompts. Those who have submitted- Iâm working on them! đ°đ
Enjoy!
Not me writing Archer reader x Mizu rn đ
this has been a thought in my mind forever, but can we get a modern mizu x reader who is getting bullied or made fun of at college or whatever. rumors are spread about the reader at parties, and in general the reader is having a tough time dealing with all of the false rumors or like bullying, and mizu just FLIPS and puts matters into her own hands? :3 (if you dont write modern mizu, thats okay, i just thought this would be a fun idea getting to see a protective mizu)
Anon, thank you for this request! I genuinely had such fun doing it, and had so many ideas that I tried to capture as many as I could (so it might be a bit over the place- sorry đŹ). And I in fact do write modern Mizu!
The dynamic I was going for was Nana and Hachi (from Nana- if you know them ily)- and just kinda rolled with it. I also tried to use Y/N instead of reader or âyouâ, and I think I prefer it, however am open to feedback.
Also, again, Requests are open!
Enjoy!!
Word count: 3229 words
Warnings: Bullying, rumors, drama, Iâm not sure what else to warn about
Head-canon: Mizu/Reader while on their Period
First official post for BES fandom, thats exciting!
I have recieved a few requests and have started working on them, so those will be posted very very soon! Reminder that if you have a request to please either comment or to submit an ask on my page (anonymous is on if that matters).
Ok, now getting into the actual post: Im not sure why I wrote this, could be because I was on my own period and it seemed like a fun topic to cover since it isnât always talked about. These are all my own personal head-canons and may differ from what others think, so take all of this with a grain of salt.
I feel like Im also not sure weather to use You when refering to you, the reader, or to use Y/N, so for my first post I kept it very general (I use reader in this post isntead of 'you' or 'Y/N'. please give me feedback on this and weather you would prefer me to use something different.)
Warnings: Mentions of Blood (duh), Mensuration, and NSFW
đŤMinors DNI!đŤ
Currently watching Blue eye samurai, so please leave some writing prompts/headcanon ideas for a Mizu x Reader fic??
I pretty much write for anything- Iâm just trying to get out of a writing slump rn, now that spring break is around the corner and Iâm gonna have some free time. I also have a few ideas already that Iâm working on- so those will be posted soon as well!
(Also: wanna check out my Mizu playlist :3???)

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the fact that my two favorite tall (giant) women are canonically saphic is making me weak
bonus: both of their eyes shine UvU
Drunk Modern!Mizu with a Breeding Kink
(((Yup. I don't know what to title this short fic other than that. I let the demons win.)))
(((This turned out to have a bit of spice, a bit of fluff, a bit of my sense of humor. I will say it doesn't get smutty smutty but Mizu sure has a mouth on her. And she's determined.)))
Youâre shooing Taigen and Akemi out of your apartment with a tipsy giggle at 2 am. Akemi turns and squeezes you in a warm hug. âGood night, doll! See you later!â
Taigen flashes you a peace sign before Akemi leads him, swaying and all, toward their Uber to take them away.
You watch them climb inside the car before closing the door and locking up for the night. You head into the kitchen, picking up the last of the beer bottles and tossing them in the trash.
You head into the living room where you last left Mizu, only to find her sprawled out on the floor with an arm thrown across her eyes. Thereâs a pink flush across the middle of her face.
âToo much whiskey, sweetheart?â you chuckle as you approach her.
âFucking Taigen,â she mumbled, trying to angrily growl but it just sounds slurred and tired. âFuckingâŚdrinking contest.â
You crawl over her, sitting on her hips. You do have to move carefully though, youâre just a wee bit unsteady from the amount of alcohol in your own system. âYou couldâve just said no,â you hum.
Mizu remains silent. Sheâs probably telling herself she wonât grace your soft snark with an answer, but itâs actually cause she really doesnât have a comeback for that.
Her arm lifts slightly higher, and she squints down at you. Her eyes drift to where youâre sitting atop her hips. Her legs shift under you.
Sheâs⌠really staring intensely at how youâre sitting on her.
You start to lift yourself up on your knees. âYou good? Does it hurt?â
Mizu frowns as your weight leaves her. âNo,â she says, and grabs your hips to pull you back down. â...Itâs nothing.â
But you know that look. She gets it every time Taigen got under her skin about something.
âNothing? Like a âjust thinkingâ nothing or a âTaigen pissed in your metaphorical thinking cerealâ nothing?â
Mizuâs nose scrunches up in disgust. âWhat?â
You press your hands to Mizuâs chest, bouncing a little for emphasis. âWhat. Did. He. Saaaaay?â
Your tone and actions were meant to be lighthearted, but something flashes in Mizuâs eyes when you bounce yourself on her hips. Her eyes flash back down to where youâre sitting. Her hands instinctively grab your hips to still your movement. The pink flush across her cheeks and nose seem to darken. âFuck,â slips out from between her lips. She shakes her head. âSâ just being stupid and gross.â
You noted that little change in her voice. âLike what?â
Her thumbs run over the jut of your hips. âSome girl he hooked up with. Talking about how she had an IUD and let him cum inside.â
You sigh, âJesus Christ, of course.â
âHeâs gross.â
She keeps shifting her hips under you. âAre you sure you donât need me to get up-?â You start lifting yourself again.
âStop moving,â she says, and the flush on her cheeks doesnât die down. She tries to look annoyed, but you can tell the minuscule differences in her expressions. Thatâs a pout more than a scowl.
You laugh breathlessly. âWhatâs got you so worked up?â You tap her totally not pouting lip.
She grunts, grumbling a little as her hands massage where theyâre gripping your hips.
âDonât be all huffy with me. Tell me,â you coax with a grin, your own tipsy flush complimenting your wide smile.
She rolls her head back against the carpet and is silent for a minute.
The amount of whiskey currently killing her liver is the only reason her inhibitions are loose enough to say it.
She mumbles something.
âMizu-â
âI wanna do that.â
Your eyebrows raise into your hairline, lips parting with surprise. You need to clarify just in case you're misunderstanding. âYou want to-?â
âI want to cum inside you.â
The raspiness of her voice is even grittier from the whiskey.
Holy shit.
Her irises are darker than normal, the bright blue having more the tint of stormy waters.
And whether itâs the liquid courage or Mizuâs determination to barrel through things to push through her fears, she keeps going.
Her hands are heavy as the slide up your sides. âI want to have something that I can slip inside you-â
Your heart is pounding harder in your chest from her words, her actions, the heat of her frustrated gaze. âYou have several strap ons-â you joke, but your voice is weak and airy.
âI want to feel you from the inside.â She makes a frustrated grunt, âI donât want plastic. I want to feel you wrapped around something other than my fingers. I want to stretch you out-â
Her palms dig into your stomach. Her blue eyes flick up and meet yours, and you almost fall back away from her with how much unfiltered desire is in them. Her own breath is shallow, you can see how silently but rapidly her chest is rising and falling.
âI want there to be risk that I forget to pull out.â
Holy shIT-
âMizu-MIZU-!â
Her hips bucked, throwing you higher up her waist with her strength. Your hands fly out to catch yourself, and your fingers hit her shoulders as sheâs suddenly sitting up, face inches from yours. Sheâs supporting your weight in this position, hands and feet flat on the floor as youâre the unsteady one in so many ways. She looks irritated, like when she canât bend something to her will no matter how much work she pours into it. But she also looks slightly mournful. Genuinely upset.
And very, VERY drunk.
She looks up at you with furrowed eyebrows. âI wanna see it dripping out.â
You gasp loudly as her teeth snap into your neck. Itâs not a love bite, itâs possessive. Itâs stinging.
But Mizu, being the complex and non one-note person she is, does let go and licks at the reddened skin in apology. âI want to leave myself behind. Inside you.â She nuzzles her nose below your ear, huffing.
Your brain is just on lag, taking several moments to catch up with each of her revealed desires. âAndâŚâ you swallow the saliva pooling in your mouth. âAnd if you got me knocked up on accident?â
Her arms squeeze tightly around you, burying her face in your shoulder. Sheâs silent for a heart pounding moment, you can actually FEEL her heart pounding with yours.
Her lips drag along the skin behind your ear. Her voice is low, dark. âWouldnât be an accident.â
Someone needs to take whiskey away from this woman. Or give it to her more. Youâll decide if you survive this encounter.
âMizu-â you donât even know how to finish that sentence. Youâre just⌠you donât even know. You think you hear a faint ringing in your ears.
Her left hand dig into your side, gripping the fabric of your shirt. âWould you keep it?â she asks so softly.
âI-â your brain is still on that fucking LAG.
Her breathing is slow, shuddering against your ear. âI wouldnât make you, if you didnât want to-â she sounds so pained to say it your heart squeezes. You actually forget for a moment that thatâs never gonna be an issue for you two.
Her grip on your shirt relaxes, before curling the fabric between her fingers tighter, clinging to you. âIâd just⌠beg for you to think about it,â she makes a wounded sound.
You swallow again, throat clicking. Youâre becoming aware of a heat low in your abdomen growing warmer and warmer.
She holds you tighter against her, and her hips start rhythmically rolling up against yours like sheâs mimicking how far sheâd push inside to get what she wants. Sheâd work so hard for it, putting in all her time and energy and her unwavering determination-
âItâs selfish,â sheâs murmuring against your skin, warm lips having traveling down to your neck. âBut Iâm selfish. I want it. I want it so much. I want to know thereâs a little us-â one hand goes between your bodies, fingertips pressed up under your naval like sheâs obsessed. Her voice is strained. âI want to know itâs inside you. Theyâre inside you. I want to know theyâre safe and warm. Youâd keep them so warm. Youâre always warm-â
You have never, in your life, ever heard Mizu babbling like this.
SHEâS STILL ROLLING HER HIPS UNDER YOU.
You finally grab her face with both hands in a rare moment of clarity to still her, forcing her head up to look at you in this haze of body heat radiating from her, from you, radiating everywhere between your bodies.
âBaby.â
Her head lolls back, looking up at you and oh my god. She is just gone. Her red cheek flush has spread to her whole face. Her lips are wet and parted, breath now audibly heavy. Her eyes, her eyes, her gorgeous blue eyes are now a storm. A dark, hot storm.
âLet me put a baby in you, dove,â her voice is strangled, slurred worse than youâve ever heard as her half lidded eyes gaze at you.
Jesus, sheâs bringing out the rare pet nickname sheâs so desperate.
And just when you think Mizu is done shocking your system with this new side of her, her expression crumbles into the saddest thing youâve ever seen.
âPlease?â
Sheâs pleading.
What the fuck was in her whiskey?!
âIâll-Iâll take care of the two of you. Keep you safe. Just let me- just let me-â she lifts her hips up under you again, as if trying to tempt you into it. She hiccups. âJust spread your legs and Iâll do all the work.â
With strength she should not have while sheâs absolutely smashed, she lunges forward, shoving you to the carpet with your legs spread around her waist. Her hot breath fans over your face, tinted with whiskey. She wets her lips. âHave my baby. Say yes.â Her hips press down into yours again. She whispers your name.
Youâre tempted to say yes, despite still being sober enough to remember the logistics of this. She makes a very persuasive case. And itâs not just cause sheâs grinding into you like sheâs warming up to do it.
"Say yes..."
Click!
You both slowly look up (you more tilting your head back) as the front door opens and Mizuâs roommate Ringo comes in. He freezes in the doorway, seeing Mizu crouched over you in a very interesting position with your legs still spread by her thighs.
She scowls at him. âYou said you werenât coming back tonight!â She sways over you.
Ringo blinks. âMom has Bingo in the morning,â he says innocently. â⌠did something happen?â
âSheâs pregnant,â Mizu hiccups, before passing out atop you without warning, shoving a strangled noise out of your chest as you yell for Ringoâs help.
âOh? Congratulations!â
ââŚ.WaitâŚ?â
âRINGO HELP!â
In the morning, Mizu drags herself into the living room looking like she was just brought back from the dead, face drained of color and eyes squinting at the light behind her tinted glasses.
âHi baby,â you greet her softly, cautiously as you watch her head to the kitchen, aiming for the coffee pot.
âHi,â she groans. âIâm never fucking doing a drinking contest with that bastard again.â
You nod, âThat sounds good."
You pause, "Do you remember anything from last night?â
She shrugs as she passes you. âBarely.â She disappears into the kitchen.
âOh,â you turn toward her retreating back, propping your chin in your hand as you lean against the back of the couch. You wait until sheâs out of sight to oh so innocent call out âI wanted to ask about how you were begging to impregnate me.â
Several loud crashes in the kitchen.