#Blue Eye Samurai

[biibini]

thinking ab corporate!mizu…

a/n: courtesy of @ kirasarchived on tiktok. their cosplays r amazingggg. pls pls pls go follow if u haven’t already. also no granmar check, i just had to write what was in my mind.

corporate!mizu who groggily wakes up in the early morning to catch the right train. but, she never leaves the house until leaving with a morning kiss if you’re still in bed or a goodbye kiss if you’re awake.

corporate!mizu who typically sports a navy blue suit, a tailored vest with a white button up, and a black or gray tie to match. at work, she claims you, her wife, chose the specific style for her work outfits. however her perfume, sailing day by replica, was her decision alone.

corporate!mizu who found herself climbing up the corporate ladder, letting her smarts and quick decision making lead the way. every step she takes adds another responsibility, another stack is added to her hundreds and hundreds of papers and due dates. it forces her to stay much later past her usual 8-5 on some nights, taking a toll on her patience.

corporate!mizu who has a tendency for a smoke break every so often, alleviate only some of the strenuous and dull paperwork that surrounds her work life. typically smokes alone behind the building or on the rooftop, taking in fresh air before another huff of destress. she tries to be mindful of her consumption, as she does not wish to make the clothes you picked out reek of the smoke.

corporate!mizu who comes home at least 6PM on a good night or 9PM on a bad one. the overtime pay brings in at least an hour and a half’s work, but her patience minimizes at the same pace. the door tends to slam open when she comes home late. the typical frustrations she mutters out are complaints to herself about dumb coworkers. as she carelessly sits down on the couch, you can hear her groan and mumble to herself, her hand coaxing the stress reaching her head.

corporate!mizu who knows she has a sweet & caring wife who will tend to her needs, including de-stressing in many ways. a few pats on her thigh calls your name and suddenly you’re on top, loosening her tie and pulling off her suit jacket. her hands continuously caress down your body, feeling along every curve. she pulls your hips closer, taking away any of the stress and replacing it with pleasure. she loves to lean in for a kiss, especially when one of her hands reaches the back of your head, gently gripping on your scalp. a breathy moan spills out your pretty little mouth, giving instant gratification to mizu.

corporate!mizu who pulls back for a second to fully untie her tie, freeing her from the satin fabric. she sighs in relief as she unbuttons her top at a brisk pace, revealing a gray fitted undershirt, paired with a dark blue sports bra. your hands explore the new territory, feeling up her from her breasts to her shoulders. you watch her head throw back into the sofa, relief flushed all over her face, groaning from your touch. money may talk but your touch calls for her.

corporate!mizu who’s kisses become more and more needy, borderline rough, as she rips off your top, her lips find their way down to your neck. she lightly bites on the sensitive skin, hoping to get another moan or two out of you. and it works every time. the feeling of her warm tongue sliding up.

corporate!mizu who carelessly whispers into your ear, sweet talking you as if it was a punishment. you hear “moan a little louder for me love” as her hands find your hips once again, gripping on your sides by your waist. she slowly moves your lower half back and forth, forcing you to ride on her thigh. her smile grows a little wider when your cries do get louder. she places a firm slap to your ass, gaining an unexpected yelp out of you.

corporate!mizu who gets off to your moans. her lips, now agape, are still a tinge of red, breathy exhales erupt out. a tightness bundles down below, continuing to twist and turn from the pent up stress throughout the day.

corporate!mizu who slowly unbuckles your belt as she watches you ride with those mesmerizing blue eyes of hers, now dark and determined. they never break eye contact with you as you hear the buckles drop to the floor, along with her pantsuit, leaving her with her boxers on.

corporate!mizu who draws closer to your face, caressing your cheek before getting ahold of you. grasped in the palm of her hand is your face. you feel her thumb ghost over your swollen lips before placing it between the two, opening your mouth to her finger. you hear her comment how “you should put this needy mouth to good use.”

corporate!mizu who’s stress and anticipation has built up all day, who practically demands for you to be a dear and eat her out, who needs to alleviate the tension in between her legs. at first, her demands aimed to dominate. however, the more she explains & begs, the more she becomes needy, downright desperate for you to relieve her of her sorrows. she gently widens her legs as you kneel down in front of her, ready to soothe the bundled nerves.

corporate!mizu who’s moaning into the back of her hand, biting down on her index to control her voice as your tongue ghosts over her clit. her moans only grow louder as you continue your journey down, circling around her entrance, applying pressure to the sides with the pads of your fingers. the kicker is when you watch her hand ball up by her side, trying to grip onto anything when your tongue enters her sopping wet walls. she nearly loses it when you enter a finger, leaving your tongue to work with hn you. you hear a cry slipping out of her mouth.

corporate!mizu who can barely control her hips, now grinding against your mouth and digits, trying to ride the pleasure high. she attempts to gain some control by grasping at your scalp, pulling your face closer to her dripping heat. you hear her swear under her breath, “shit you’re doing so— mhmn— well baby. so… fucking… good.”

corporate!mizu who’s walls ache against your fingers. they become a throbbing heat, tightening with every slow thrust. her breath hitches when you enter swiftly. when you retract slowly, a pitiful whine spills out. her face shares a similar story: her eyebrows knot in confusion, cheeks flushed red from the mix of alleviation & pleasure, and her mouth agape. it doesn’t take long for her to clamp up against your digits and let go of all the built up stress.

corporate!mizu who is a whimpering, praising mess when she’s reached her peak. her thighs close up, squishing against your face. as for your digits, they get covered in her slick. silky and shiny strands of the liquid form when you pull out. her mouth speaks of how good you are to her, how obedient you are, and countless accounts of sweet talk while barely holding onto her words.

corporate!mizu who brings you to her lap again, kissing you back, whilst feeling up every part of her wife. she’s glad of a job well done, rewarding with you a few hugs. you feel her tuck a strand behind your ear, calling you “her beautiful wife” before kissing down your neck again, hoping to leave hickeys that will fully blossom tomorrow morning.

[miaurri]

Art I’ve drawn the past month n a half

Now I go back and dip to instagram

[jwoori]

i need moots who also share the same attraction for sevika, mizu, or any morally questionable butch/masc 😻

[deltark]

lil dump

[shoukohime]

babygirl the way you forsake your happiness on your relentless quest to vengeance, your complicated relationship with gender and the way you're covered in blood have bewitched me body and soul

[shiwden]

- I’m not the child you once knew.

- No. That child would see you and run.

[patrickstargang]

[ilkabasilisk]

face your fears

[lauraisconfused]

[snailwriter]

Two halves of one whole haircut

[phantom-shell]

Mizu, in every single episode, without fail:

[captainamateur-artistt]

𝐆𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐥e.

—

Direct reference to that one famous photo of Anne Hathaway, Audra McDonald & Raul Esparza in “Twelfth Night”.

[pocchi-poket]

If my wife handed me my ass in combat and then kissed me after pointing a katana at my throat, I would recognize the gesture as the peak of romance it is and would fall even more in love with her. Rip to that guy Mizu married for like a year but I'm different.

[proxysart]

Had to draw the trio

[ash-and-starlight]

humble contribution