#mercury x zoisite

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by art_k_ark

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❤ A love ever lasting - Ami (Mercury) with her fourth King Zoisite ❤

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Next set of prompts up! Hope you all enjoy :)

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Clearing out my old laptop, so you, my faithful readers, get to enjoy these banners I made for my Sailor Moon Senshi x Shitennou series, The Bells of Hikawa Shrine

I'm not going to work on them any more, and hey, the s x s fandom can always use more adoration

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Day 7: Umbrella

Aaaaahhh I'm late!!!

I tried to participate in but even with the 2 months ahead warning, what my actual planned creation wasn't done yet. I couldn't even finish this one in time even though it's relatively simple...

Usa and Nephrite are the pranksters

Mamo and Mako probably tried to stop them but failed

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Next Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon PC Engine Game 30th Anniversary drawing in progress! Initial sketches and line art, as well as coloring progress, up on my Ko-Fi for monthly supporters! #2 of four

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Some Ami x Zoisite content for my lovely @quicksilverblue. Not quite her version of Z, but I always loved her idea of giving Z predominantly ice powers that work well with Mercury's water.

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AxZ Week Day 5: Poetry

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In Silver Millennium, Serenity hands her a slip of parchment, claiming she found it tucked into the hollow of a tree where she had met with her beloved Endymion (she suspects that she was simply playing matchmaker).

The words compare her to a pool of water on a hot day, keeping refreshing, serene, and reflective in pleasing rhyme and meter.

Though it’s short, it’s words stir something in the princess of Mercury and she wishes to know who made such lovely phrases on the tiny blue planet that Serenity is so fond of.

Soon, Serenity brings her more messages that flatter her about her mind and her ambitions, mentioning her beauty to punctuate the writer’s fascination with her.

She never finds out who it is, though. The Silver Millennium falls soon after.

He’s in the library, looking for inspiration for a new energy gathering scheme for their great ruler. His last plan had backfired spectacularly (Video rental stores were not an antiquated idea; it was novel and retro!) and he was going to find something full proof. Beryl was getting impatient.

He pulled a book from the shelf and opened it. A piece of loose-leaf paper, folded into eighths fell from between.

Curious, he picked it up and unfolded it.

I wish to share my words, read the lines of text, to let others know my dreams.

The words stir something in Zoisite and, against his better judgement, pulls out a pen and scrawls a reply, trying to match the number of syllables and give it some kind of rhyme scheme.

Your words have found me now, and filled my heart to the seams.

It’s a simple poem, nothing he’d want to show anyone, but at least he got it out of his system. Putting the paper in between the pages of the book, Zoisite puts the book back and heads for the music section. He’d always been interested in that, so maybe something would inspire him.

Just as he turned the corner, a girl with short dark hair and blue eyes turned the corner and took the book he had just replaced.

The two of them stand awkwardly a week after their second (really third) meeting. They could sit down in one of Crown Arcade’s many booths, especially since it was a slow day, but that would mean sitting across from one another or, God forbid, beside one another.

She’s still not sure trusting him is a logical decision.

He’s still not sure if she even wants to talk to him.

The tension is thick and cloying, a sensation like wearing an old frayed sweater by a campfire.

“So… um… you like to read?”

It’s a dumb question. Between the three books she’s carrying and the reading glasses in her pocket, anyone could see that.

“Yes,” she answers simply. There’s no malice in her voice, but no feeling either. It’s a simple fact.

He retreats to his room when he returns home, trying to write his heart out on a yellow legal pad and trying to take his mind off how Mizuno could even tolerate him ever again.

It’s all chicken scratch though. Even simple fluff poems about flowers being pretty seem to be hard for him to write.

A call from his prince draws him out of his stupor and into battle against a leftover creature.

It’s a bulky, bulbous monster called a Daimon that was apparently made by science.

“Are we winning?” Nephrite calls after his sneak attack completely fails.

“Do you want the truth or one of those little white lies to make you feel better?”

Jadeite’s frustration is understandable, if the improvised bandage on his leg is anything to go on. Mars’s fire seems to have no effect on the creature, Tuxedo Kamen and Sailor Moon are pinned by the Daimon’s onslaught with Nephrite and the other senshi are still trying to make their way across town.

“Mercury Aqua Rhapsody!”

Glittering streams of water streak at the creature, enveloping it in ice and suddenly, Zoisite’s mind fills with descriptions for the attack and for the trickling otherworldly harp strings that accompany it.

Even when Sailor Moon purifies the creature in a dazzling display, Zoisite’s attention is still on the Senshi of Water.

The muse has struck him hard and maybe he can work up the nerve to thank her.

She recognizes his words when he submits to her, on a sheet of green paper, a poem about Hermes.

He recognizes her’s when he sees her handwriting in her little blue notebook.

Soon, little notes are passed between them. Verses plucked out of the ether to make little compliments.

Soon, they’re talking at length of wordsmiths and writers; who they like, who has the best descriptions, which would fit with music, which writer sounds like they would have voted for Shinzo Abe. Soon, it grows more intimate. Love poems, shared between the two of them, games that become heated the more passionate the poetry.

And the two of them begin to wonder when their games will be played to a work of their own composition.

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Summary: Beginning in the Silver Millennium, two souls have encountered one another over and over again. Mixed Anime/Manga/PC-Engine Game Canon.

Ao3: [https://archiveofourown.org/works/50099263)

FFN: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14279347/1/Ripples-AmixZoisite-Week-2023

Author: AlEvans26

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: F/M

Fandom(s): Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon | Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon, Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon | Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon (Anime & Manga)

Relationships: Mizuno Ami/Zoisite

Characters: Zoisite (Sailor Moon), Mizuno Ami, Tsukino Usagi, Mizuno Saeko, Kunzite (Sailor Moon), Princess Serenity, Prince Endymion

Genre/Tags: One Shot, Reincarnation, Canon - Anime, Canon - Manga, Canon - Video Game, Redemption, Character Death, Canonical Character Death, Love, Chess, Strategy & Tactics, Water, Rain, Umbrellas, Enemy Lovers, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Crystal Tokyo Era, Silver Millennium Era

Words: 3,907

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by LadyMako

Princess Mercury & Zoisete

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by Pillara

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Welcome to Senshi x Shitennou Weeks!

In an effort to celebrate these pairings, this is a series of casual week-long events throughout the year around the birthdays of the Senshi. We wanted to keep it flexible so people can participate selectively according to their OTP or take part in all of them!

Prompt lists will be released two months prior to the week to allow some time for short stories to be written, and we encourage artists to take part as well if they'd like to!

ARTISTS!- If you choose to provide artwork for our event, please note that AI ART IS NOT PERMITTED. This is something running rampant throughout our fandom as well as the art world as a whole, but as an artist myself I am strictly against its usage. I apologize in advance if that creates issues, but if you are an AI artist then perhaps our event is not for you. AI is just about as obvious as tracing and if you choose to use the prompts in such a way we reserve the right not to promote your work. ~Vee

Again, this is very casual- Please link your AO3 submissions to Tumblr and use the tag #senxshiweek2023 so we can promote the work you submit!

It goes without saying but please be respectful. All fics containing adult or sensitive content MUST be appropriately tagged and flagged for reader safety. I encourage readers to always read at their own risk according to what authors have tagged.

Please do not make submissions prior to this week! Wait until the dates listed on the prompt sheets to submit your corresponding works <;3

Stay kind always!

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AxZ Week Day 3: Cherry Blossoms

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She was like a cherry blossom.

Most people would probably compare Ami Mizuno to a different flower. Maybe a hibiscus or a water lily, but for Zee

In the dead of winter when everything was bleak and drained, there she stood. Pastel vibrance even when it was unseasonal.

He still remembered when he first saw her in his past life. In Silver Millennium.

Bracketed by sunlight, her attention fully on some ancient tome that no doubt excite the most inquisitive of minds; maybe some multi-faceted fiction or some charismatic treatise on newly uncovered facts.

But what it was hadn’t mattered; all that had mattered was that moment, as fleeting as a falling cherry blossom, had stuck in his mind and in his heart long after the kingdoms of the moon and earth had fallen.

And even now, after being freed from that witch, here he sat with her, on a blanket, beneath dozens of blooming cherry blossom trees, neither of them saying a word, just reading together.

A biography of Beethoven she’d picked up once she’d heard good things about it.

“Do you think Mozart really met Beethoven?” she asked absent-mindedly.

He had to smile. Of course her wonderful mind wouldn’t blindly accept a highly contested fact.

“Who can say,” he replies, turning the page, “but the story of one genius recognizing another… it’s inspiring, isn’t it?”

Ami chuckles, a sound that sends his heart fluttering like a boozy butterfly.

“Are you referring to yourself?” she asks.

He smirks.

“We’ll wait and see what history says about me.”

The two of them lean in and share a kiss, surrounded by beautiful pink blossoms carried by gravity and the breeze

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By fmfm1106

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Artist: juju0520_

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