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[missviviii]

Omg I need more Atticus finch x reader I'm dying 😭

[missviviii]

Me: "I'm back from my social media break, let me see what my twitter feed is up to."

My twitter:

YOU GUYS ARE SO SICK 😫

WHAT IF I (s)CREAM

WHAT ARE YOU GUYS GOING TO DO HUH??

THESE MULLET EDITS ARE GETTING OUT OF HAND (im joking pls make more 🥹)

(also i did not see any Zayne mullet edits in my feed, pls send me some through my DMs, comments or reblogs :D)

[missviviii]

Caleb boyfriend hcs. Short! Reader

I can see the talkative x shy trope with Caleb, him obviously being the talkative one in the relationship while his s/o is a sweet shy girl.

Likes to tease A LOT. And not just in a suggestive way, in every way possible. You want a hug? Mm you have to say it out loud and clear, (even though deep down he knows what you want.)

You can't hide anything from him, he reads you like an open book

Flusters you 24/7. Random headpats, sudden kiss on the cheek and then pretending like nothing happened.

Stares at you while you ramble to him about things that happened throughout your day. Loves when he sees you light up while talking about your favorite show, game, book or anything. He tries to listen, he really does but you are such a distraction.

"Gosh you're cute." He mumbles to himself. "Hm? Did you say something?" You look at him. He puts a strand of hair behind your ear, slowly leans in and lightly kisses your cheek.

If you're short, get ready to be bullied by this man because he will hold things high above your head and tease the life out of you.

You once couldn't get the jam jar because it was on the top shelf. Caleb saw this and came to your way. You thought it was to help you, how naive. Man's picked up the jar and put it on the shelf above it and walked away. You were flabbergasted.

Of course seeing your slightly pouting face, he apologizes and gets you the jar. Gives you kisses on the cheek as extra apology.

Greenest flag ever. Strictly follows the sidewalk rule. Even if you unintentionally happen to be close to the streets, he would exchange places while talking. You wouldn't even notice sometimes.

Gives the best care during periods. If you're on your period, he will bring you to his place, you can't say no to him no matter what. “I can't leave you alone when you're on your period like this. Stay with me for the week, I promise I'll take good care of you."

Has everything ready for you. Pads, pain meds, comfort food. Name anything and he will bring it to you without hesitation.

Will cuddle from behind and rub your abdomen as to soothe the pain.

And if you cry from pain, he will hold you and wipe your tears away. He hates seeing you cry and hates that he can't do more than give you your meds.

Will cook for you all the time. He secretly has a cooking plan made just for you. He loves cooking for you, especially when you compliment his cooking skills and praise him. Hides his face so that you don't see the slight blush on his face.

Baking together? He's all in for it. He lets you take the lead while baking since he knows how much you love it. Will be playful and smudge flour on your face for fun and then laugh.

Is great at comfort and encouraging words. He believes in you more than you believe in yourself sometimes.

100% gamer bf.

Owns a PS5 and also a PC. I can see Caleb playing games like Final Fantasy and Resident Evil.

If you're into cozy games he will definitely check those out too. You wanna play animal crossing together with him? Done. Y'all gonna keep playing and won't even notice the time. He secretly loves playing cozy games. He didn't even himself know until he met you. Never makes fun of you for you taste in game. Games are for fun and comfort. No one should be shamed for that.

You wanna play on his PS5? Uh-uh not so easily. This cheeky guy would let you play on one condition. He sits with his legs crossed and pats on his lap. If you deny, you can say goodbye to the PS5. But, if you obey and sit on his lap, he will literally give you his PS5. You can take it. All yours. He just wants you.

Given your height and size, it's easy and comfy for you to sit on his lap and get hugged while playing. He watches you, placing a kiss on your head every now and then.

Overall, Caleb is a 10/10 boyfriend. He loves you a lot and will always support you no matter what.

[missviviii]

ZAYNE CANONICALLY HAS A SQUIRREL FRIEND.

HE EVEN NAMED IT!!!!

[missviviii]

random but i kind of feel like writing about my ocs in love & deepspace.

#random thoughts #vivi’s writing✫彡 #i wanna write #for funsies #fanfiction #oc #oc insert

[missviviii]

zayne cheating during the claw machine minigames is so funny LMAOOO i was wondering why the hell does he want me to close my eyes then the doll turned into an ice block ☠️☠️☠️

[missviviii]

I saw your post and could I request a Zayne fluff where he comes home from a tiring work day & us making him a coffee + preparing a warm bath

a/n: ooooh!!! sure!! <3

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ミ★ Love & Deepspace ミ★

pairing: zayne x reader

warning(s): none

summary: zayne has been so busy lately, and you decided to help him relax after a late night at work with a warm bubbly bath and a cup of coffee with a side of him laying in between your legs with his head stuffed into your chest.

“Best Thing to Come Home to.”

It’s no surprise that Zayne often goes home late and always wake up super duper early. Lately, you’ve been staying at his place since your place needed some of its heating and plumbing fixed and other issues. Very much reluctantly so (actually he agreed quite quickly), he let you stay with him until your place was finished.

You worked as a Hunter, yes, and there were days where you had to pull all-nighters or wake up extremely early for missions, but on the whole, you felt like Zayne had very little time to relax properly. So for today, you decided to pamper him a bit, helping your dear Zayne relax.

Tick Tock the sound of his clock in his office ticked. On it, it read 11:20 pm. Just some minutes away from midnight. Zayne sighs, leaning back in his chair as he takes off his glasses and rubs his temples. Just a few more files, and he’ll be able to go home, maybe even sleep in for an extra few minutes since he actually had some leeway in his schedule tomorrow. He put back on his glasses, continuing to work on those patient files before he turned off the lights in his office then left.

You were in the kitchen, brewing some fresh piping hot coffee for Zayne while you were preparing a small dinner for him. You didn’t really cook often, but sometimes you did when you really felt like it. Zayne had texted you he was heading home in about 20 minutes, and you had already prepared a nice warm bath for him. You were reading the news on your phone when you heard the door open, and a tired voice came out. “I’m home,” Zayne said as he hung up his coat on the coat hanger. His house smelled like freshly brewed coffee. Zayne looked towards the kitchen, where you were just leaving after finishing your hands.

“Hey! Thought I’d make a cup of coffee for you. Also, I prepared you a warm bath upstairs.” You smiled while you leaned against the doorway, watching him look at you in a certain way. Well aren’t you nice today? Not that he didn’t like it… In fact, he very much did like it.

Zayne only hummed as he took off his shoes. “Aren’t you being nice today?” He mused, looking at you with a slight tilt to his head. He leaned in close, closely inspecting your face. “What’s the occasion? I don’t usually return from work to find you being so nice. Perhaps you are sick?” He put his hand up to your forehead, to which you swatted away.

“I’m gonna take back the bath and the coffee if you don’t stop messing with me!” You pouted as you turned your back around and stormed off to the kitchen

Zayne let out a sigh, not a disappointment one, but more of an amused one. He took off his glasses before heading to the bathroom, where you had prepared a bath for him already. “Very nice of you, hm?” He muttered to himself as he closed the door and took off his uniform, slowly sliding himself into the warm water. It smelled like lavender and vanilla, mainly because you had used lavender soap for the bubble bath and had vanilla scented candles all around.

You were laying on the couch and on your phone, texting Tara about your plans to hang out whenever you both are off of work. You didn’t notice Zayne coming down, clad in his comfy pajamas and his black hair messy. Suddenly, you felt someone climbing onto the couch and hovering over you. “Zayne?” You called out as you looked away from your phone, only to find him shifting around and laying in between your legs, head on your chest while his arms were wrapped around your waist. “I made coffee, do you want any?”

“Later. Let me have this for now,” he mumbled as he nuzzled his face closer against you, his eyes fluttering shut as he enjoyed your hands running through his hair. You were like a personal heater, your body warmer compared to his. And he lived for the cuddles and hugs you provided. “Just another minute with you, my love.”

#love & deepspace fluff #love & deepspace #love and deepspace #love & deepsace x reader #zayne x mc #zayne x reader #zayne #my writing #vivi’s writing✫彡 #vivi’s ask #ask answered #send me asks #send asks

[missviviii]

a/n: zayne my boo <3 im sobbing over the fact that the game killed off mc’s grandma and caleb 😭

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ミ★ Love & Deep Space ミ★

pairing: zayne x fem!reader

warning(s): mentions of death, mentions of the explosion that killed mc’s grandma + childhood best friend (caleb) in game, spoilers(?)

Summary: Ever since that day, you’ve fallen in a deep, dark pit. Why did you have to be the one that they decide to destroy? Why did Caleb and Grandma have to die? Is it your fault they did? Zayne, as your primary care physician and a family friend, is concerned for your well-being.

“Sometimes, a small gesture is all it takes.”

The sound of the news on your TV, the thundering rain outside, the sound of the cars driving by your apartment—it all blurs out as you stared at the TV screen, eyes dead and unfocused on the news of the Wanderers attacking and the explosions. Some 22 casualties, two deaths. Grandma and Caleb. His necklace that you bought him as a goodbye gift when he left for the Aerospace Academy sits beside a picture of you, him, and Grandma on the coffee table, the cheerful smiles making you wished that you could revisit time.

Your apartment, once somewhat organized and clean, is now messy with things being knocked down and dirty dishes long discarded. You stare at the one last thing your Grandma left for you, some..tablet(?) with a final letter on it. You haven’t gotten the energy or the ability to open it. It pains you, seeing that you haven’t visited for so long yet when you do, this was the time her house had to explode right in front of you, flames engulfing the house and the only thing that remained was Caleb’s necklace.

“I miss you, Grandma..” You mumbled to nobody, rubbing the tears threatening to spill out your eyes as you glanced down at the item she left you with. Besides that, a small box of her old recipes of those notecards, and other small things that she had entrusted to you years before.

Around you was your laptop, papers and files on the latest Wanderer attacks around you. Yes, Captain Jenna dismissed you and said that you should take some days off to regain your energy, since you haven’t been getting the sleep or the energy you needed, but you just couldn’t.

Your door opened, yet you didn’t bother to look at who entered. “Still sitting in front of the TV?” A familiar voice spoke out, flipping the light switch on and shutting the door behind him. It was Zayne, a long time family friend and your primary care physician. “You haven’t eaten,” he bluntly says as he sets a bag of food on your table and walked into the kitchen. He bites back a sigh, knowing that you were going through a tough time, and people tended to discard everything and grieve and grieve their hearts out.

“Hello to you too, Zayne,” you replied as you shut off the news and got up off your sofa. You pile up all the papers and files you’ve scattered around and set them on the coffee table before you walk into the kitchen as Zayne is cleaning up your dirty dishes. He checks in on you whenever he’s free or when he’s off his shift. He looks back at you, only making a small hum of acknowledgment before cleaning up your dirty kitchen. You looked terrible—eyes red and puffy from crying, obvious eye bags, and the sparkles from your eyes were gone.

You yawn as you take out a bowl and some utensils for whatever food he brought in for you. You unpacked the bag as he cleaned up the dishes you couldn’t bother doing last week. Potatoes, avocado on the side, tuna salad, salmon and rice you said to yourself as you took out the food that he had carefully backed in those plastic containers for you. Then you took out the last thing. Cookie..dough? He remembered your favorite childhood snack. The kind of cookie dough you liked.

“Your grandma gave me a recipe for the cookie dough. She said that if she couldn’t make it, I should since it lightens your mood,” Zayne says as he puts your clean dishes back into the cabinet. He dries his hand off before walking over to you, watching how you stare at it like a piece of gold. Disbelief and shock were etched on your face.

Zayne puts his hand on your back, soothingly rubbing circles as you opened the container and took a bite. Your eyes almost brimmed with tears again. You could remember how your grandma used to bake in the kitchen and you’d always sneak a bite or two of the cookie dough, no care in the world if you could get salmonella.

“Thank..you, Zayne,” you finally said, turning around tightly hugging him. He was a bit hesitant at first, but he put his hand on your head, massaging your scalp as he looked down at you with a gentle look on his face.

“..You’re welcome. I miss her too.”

Zayne’s eyes looked away at the picture on the counter of your grandma. She didn’t have to go out this way.

[missviviii]

my darling <3 (send me love & deepspace requests)

#love & deepspace #love and deepspace #zayne x mc #zayne x reader #zayne #my darling <3 #fanfiction #fiction #vivi’s writing✫彡 #for funsies #x reader #send me asks

[missviviii]

a/n: zayne my boo <3 im sobbing over the fact that the game killed off mc’s grandma and caleb 😭

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ミ★ Love & Deep Space ミ★

pairing: zayne x fem!reader

warning(s): mentions of death, mentions of the explosion that killed mc’s grandma + childhood best friend (caleb) in game, spoilers(?)

Summary: Ever since that day, you’ve fallen in a deep, dark pit. Why did you have to be the one that they decide to destroy? Why did Caleb and Grandma have to die? Is it your fault they did? Zayne, as your primary care physician and a family friend, is concerned for your well-being.

“Sometimes, a small gesture is all it takes.”

The sound of the news on your TV, the thundering rain outside, the sound of the cars driving by your apartment—it all blurs out as you stared at the TV screen, eyes dead and unfocused on the news of the Wanderers attacking and the explosions. Some 22 casualties, two deaths. Grandma and Caleb. His necklace that you bought him as a goodbye gift when he left for the Aerospace Academy sits beside a picture of you, him, and Grandma on the coffee table, the cheerful smiles making you wished that you could revisit time.

Your apartment, once somewhat organized and clean, is now messy with things being knocked down and dirty dishes long discarded. You stare at the one last thing your Grandma left for you, some..tablet(?) with a final letter on it. You haven’t gotten the energy or the ability to open it. It pains you, seeing that you haven’t visited for so long yet when you do, this was the time her house had to explode right in front of you, flames engulfing the house and the only thing that remained was Caleb’s necklace.

“I miss you, Grandma..” You mumbled to nobody, rubbing the tears threatening to spill out your eyes as you glanced down at the item she left you with. Besides that, a small box of her old recipes of those notecards, and other small things that she had entrusted to you years before.

Around you was your laptop, papers and files on the latest Wanderer attacks around you. Yes, Captain Jenna dismissed you and said that you should take some days off to regain your energy, since you haven’t been getting the sleep or the energy you needed, but you just couldn’t.

Your door opened, yet you didn’t bother to look at who entered. “Still sitting in front of the TV?” A familiar voice spoke out, flipping the light switch on and shutting the door behind him. It was Zayne, a long time family friend and your primary care physician. “You haven’t eaten,” he bluntly says as he sets a bag of food on your table and walked into the kitchen. He bites back a sigh, knowing that you were going through a tough time, and people tended to discard everything and grieve and grieve their hearts out.

“Hello to you too, Zayne,” you replied as you shut off the news and got up off your sofa. You pile up all the papers and files you’ve scattered around and set them on the coffee table before you walk into the kitchen as Zayne is cleaning up your dirty dishes. He checks in on you whenever he’s free or when he’s off his shift. He looks back at you, only making a small hum of acknowledgment before cleaning up your dirty kitchen. You looked terrible—eyes red and puffy from crying, obvious eye bags, and the sparkles from your eyes were gone.

You yawn as you take out a bowl and some utensils for whatever food he brought in for you. You unpacked the bag as he cleaned up the dishes you couldn’t bother doing last week. Potatoes, avocado on the side, tuna salad, salmon and rice you said to yourself as you took out the food that he had carefully backed in those plastic containers for you. Then you took out the last thing. Cookie..dough? He remembered your favorite childhood snack. The kind of cookie dough you liked.

“Your grandma gave me a recipe for the cookie dough. She said that if she couldn’t make it, I should since it lightens your mood,” Zayne says as he puts your clean dishes back into the cabinet. He dries his hand off before walking over to you, watching how you stare at it like a piece of gold. Disbelief and shock were etched on your face.

Zayne puts his hand on your back, soothingly rubbing circles as you opened the container and took a bite. Your eyes almost brimmed with tears again. You could remember how your grandma used to bake in the kitchen and you’d always sneak a bite or two of the cookie dough, no care in the world if you could get salmonella.

“Thank..you, Zayne,” you finally said, turning around tightly hugging him. He was a bit hesitant at first, but he put his hand on your head, massaging your scalp as he looked down at you with a gentle look on his face.

“..You’re welcome. I miss her too.”

Zayne’s eyes looked away at the picture on the counter of your grandma. She didn’t have to go out this way.

#love and deepspace #zayne x reader #zayne x mc #vivi’s writing✫彡 #writing #i wanna write #x reader #fanfiction #for funsies #i almost cried #fanfic #my darling <3 #this game is so good #send me asks #love & deepspace #love & deepspace fluff #little bit of angst

[missviviii]

ok ik i was dead for god knows how long but I’ve beeen reeaaaallly interested in my love and deep space- might start writing for that game <3 im soo sorry with my absence too!— life has been hard and im in the dumps rn.

#love and deepspace #zayne #rafayel #xavier #vivi’s writing✫彡 #im ready to write again #give me some time #im actually alive #send anything #send me asks #i wanna write #writers on tumblr #writing fanfic

[missviviii]

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 & 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒

๋࣭⭑ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : ever thought how your favorite boys from love & deep space kiss?

๋࣭⭑ 𝐌𝐀𝐈 𝐌𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 : perhaps I am a little bit per the slightest chance down bad for these three men b-but that's not the point!! ... (๑﹏๑//)

𝐙𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄 . . . his kisses are intense. his lips are always demanding, stealing the breath from your lungs, taking and taking and taking until you feel borderline dizzy. but those strong arms of his are always there to steady you in case that truly happens, ghosting along the small of your back, squeezing your hips ever so slightly — he's always gentleman like when it comes to his touches. "does it feel good when I kiss you like that?" murmured between your mouths and he doesn't dare wait for a reply before his lips are on yours again, hungrier than before. zayne doesn't always have a lot of time on his hands which means he never wants to waste a second he gets to have you.

𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐋 . . . his kisses are teasing. one peck turns into two, perhaps three and once you think you're finally going to get what you want he's pulling away with a teasing smirk and a glint in his eyes that burns like starlight. "what? don't tell me you thought I was going to give in so easily?" loves riling you up just for the sake of feeling how warm your skin gets whenever he cups your cheek. lets his thumb graze across the swell of your cheek before he leans in, oh so slowly till your noses brush. "I like it when you're needy. it makes me feel excited, wondering just how far I can push you before you break."

𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑 . . . his kisses are uncertain. his lips are soft as satin and faintly taste like cherries, always ghosting over yours for a moment or two before he finally presses them to yours. he likes it when you guide the kiss, his hands planted firmly on your hips. if you kiss him hard enough you might just be able to feel how he goes weak in the knees. tug on his hair hard enough and he just might moan into your mouth. "is this h- hah- is this how you like it?"

[missviviii]

a/n: god i am being hit by both sleepiness and sickness LMFAOOO

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“My Home”

warning(s): none

summary: Life at home after marrying your beloved darling.

mizu x reader

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Marrying Mizu was the happiest day of your life, especially since she fought for your hand against some nobleman. You tend to stay at home for often than travel with her, but she always made sure she’d come back to you whatever the situation might be.

You’ve met her friends—Taigen, Akemi, and Ringo—and you’ve found them to be very..well interesting in their own ways. Personally, you didn’t like Taigen, perhaps because he always tried to fight Mizu right after she got stitches over some wound.

You were sewing beside the fireplace, waiting for Mizu to get back from the city because she had to go pick up something and your home was a bit far away from the city. This was how life was usually, you would tend to her wounds and cook food while she cleaned up the house and went on errand runs for you while also defending you whenever needed. It may not be as fancy as it was before, but you both were happy.

“I’m home, my love,” Mizu said as she opened the door, the bag of groceries and other things you told her to get in hand. You hummed and nodded, turning around and smiling at her while she puts away the things.

She sat down right behind you, legs encasing yours and trapping you with her arms around your waist while she laid her head on your shoulder. “I got something for you,” Mizu murmured as she took something out of her pocket. It was a beautiful gold hair pin with pink flower petals and a matching hair comb. You gasped, taking it from her hands and admiring it.

“Mizu! Wow, you know you don’t have to do that for me, I’m already happy with what I’ve got,” you said as your fingers trace the pink blossoms on the hair pin, admiring the pink and red gems embedded on it as well.

“You do know I’m going to ignore you every time you say that, right?” Mizu rolled her eyes as she nipped your neck, earning her a light smack on the thigh as she chuckled and playfully gave your thigh and a squeeze. “I’m serious, my love. I don’t care what you say, I’m buying you gifts I know you’d like.”

You rolled your eyes, scolding her for spending so much money on you when you told her she didn’t have to do that. You were fine with what you have, especially because Mizu was by your side. But Mizu insisted, and she eventually wore you down. “Ten seconds to go eat your dinner before I chase you around with a wooden stick,” you threatened as she attempted to tickle you.

“Alright, alright, m’lady!” Mizu chuckles as she stood up and walked over to the table and sat down with you by her side. Your cooking was always the best, especially after a long night of working and being outside. “Love you, darling”

“Love you too, Mizu.”

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a/n: ksjdnwksjsw I’m done

#blue eye samurai #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu x reader #fanfic #send me asks #x reader #writing #fanfiction #for funsies #i wanna write #i am so sorry for taking so long #fluff #fluffy #im squealing #very happy with how this turned out #vivi’s writing✫彡

[missviviii]

ITS WINTER BREAK AND IM FREE AGAAAAIN. GET READY FOR SOME MIZU FICA DROPPING SOOOOOON

#blue eye samurai #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu x reader #writing #fanfic #send me asks #x reader #fanfiction #for funsies #i wanna write #i’m back #alive again #woohoo #I’m ready to write again

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just a random thought— imagine an archer!fem!reader who just tags along with mizu and usually acts as backup for when mizu gets into fights and all. then taigen comes along and is like “what good are you? youre both a girl and a stupid archer—double Ls” and reader is like “🤨”. then shoots an arrow at taigen, hitting the tree behind him with the arrow dangerously close to his face and taigen nearly pissed his pants. Mizu’s like “that’s my girl 👍”

pairing: mizu x fem!archer!reader

warning(s): light swearing

a/n: taigen. time for him to go off the cliff <3 (affectionate)

word count: 218 words / 1,195 characters

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you had been traveling for mizu for about two months now, you were like her little partner in crime. as well as her lover.

you would attack from afar, when she needed the assist in battle. you wanted to make sure she didn’t die during battle, and you happened to be quite skilled with your bow.

that’s when you stumbled upon ringo, who you were happy to let join your group.

taigen.. not so much.

he was an asshole to you, an asshole to mizu, and honestly! an ass to ringo.

he was just.. snarky and rude.

he scoffs, “hah, what good are you for?” he questioned, gazing at you, “a woman who’s an archer, seriously? and an archer in general, we much prefer the sword—“

you groaned, slipping an arrow in between your bowstring, aiming for taigen’s head. you narrowly missed the man’s head, watching as his breathing increased, her eyes wide.

“you.. tried to kill me!” he grumbled.

you sigh, “you deserved it.”

mizu gently kissed your hand, “that’s my girl,” she smiled, saying the words with a large amount of pride. “and try it again, taigen, and i myself will kill you.”

her expression quickly flipped from happy to stoic and serious.

taigen rolled his eyes, strolling away from you two with his arms crossed.

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a/n: boredom has gotten the better of me <3

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“Isn’t this fun?”

mizu x fem!reader

warning(s): swearing, suggestive

summary: sparring with mizu took a bit of a turn.

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You were a samurai just like Mizu. You may not be as revengeful as her, or grumpy, but you were pretty good at handling a blade. Mizu respected you for your talents and tolerated you—half because she liked you. You are probably the only person she’ll tolerate to be close to her or spar with her whenever you felt like it.

Today was one such day, on a cold, breezy day where the sun was bright in the sky and the wind was gentle and perfect. You were sitting on a rock, watching Mizu spar with interest while you fixed her ripped clothing from whatever fight she had gotten into.

“You’re staring a lot, you know,” Mizu says as she pauses, turning her head around to look at you while the tree branches she had sliced fell the snowy ground. You hummed, tossing a cloth over to her so she could wipe away her sweat.

“Can’t I just watch you train? Why, afraid I’ll learn your fighting style and find a way to get past you?” You teased while you placed your needle and Mizu’s clothing beside you on the rock. Mizu scoffed, clearly amused at your teasing. You stood up, rolling up your sleeves and grabbing your blade. You walked over to the opposite side of her, pointing the tip of your sword at her while you tilted your head to the side, as if to dare her to strike first.

Mizu rolled her eyes, almost impressed by your courage. But, if you really wanted to do this, she won’t hold back. “Fine, but don’t blame me if you—“

As if to purposely ignore her warning, you strike first, your sword cutting through the air and barely hitting her cheek. Mizu took a step back, squinted her eyes, then took off her glasses. Oh it’s on, you little piece of shit—

Oh you were good, she could tell. You’ve been around long enough to understand how she fights, and how her breathing gives away her location if you’d just listen reaaaaal closely. The sound of swords clinking against each other, the sound of the two blades scratching each other as you ward off her blade from your face—it all made your adrenaline rush.

Then you did the unbelievable—you threw her blade out of her hand as she managed to pin you down to the ground. Obviously not going down without a fight, you grabbed her shoulders and swung her over, making you sitting on top of her. But Mizu definitely refused to let you win. You two wrestled and wrestled, attempting to trap one another down onto the ground.

Finally, you did it. You got her under you, your thighs on each side of her head and almost straddling her face. “I..shit..win, woo!” You panted, wiping away the sweat on your forehead with your sleeves. Mizu was panting real hard too, face glistening with sweat and her hair falling out of her usual bun. But then realization struck you, you were on top of her.

Seeing your realization, Mizu threw a small comment at you. “Shit, i may have to spar with you more often if it means I get a view like this,” Mizu said, a smirk growing on her lips as you covered your flustered face. You were about to lift yourself up, but Mizu’s hands dug into your thighs and forced you to stay.

“Hey, who said i was done with you?”

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[missviviii]

Am I the only one who just adores the idea of reader just hauling off and hitting Taigen as hard as she can? Like…imagine reader growing up with Mizu, knowing Taigen as a bully her entire life, and now running into him again when they’re all older and he’s STILL causing trouble.

And while Mizu is recovering after the four fangs reader just goes “okay, square up, I’ve been waiting for this day.”

So when Mizu comes to she’s confused and definitely concerned because her wife and her former childhood bully are sitting on opposite sides of the fire, both looking beat to hell while Ringo just says “there was a…disagreement.”

Meanwhile Taigen’s ego is bruised because he got beat up by a girl, and Reader’s just mad because she doesn’t like Taigen.

pairing: mizu x  fem!wife!reader

warning(s): mentions of injury/blood/bruises, light swearing, taigen

a/n: oh anon you are speaking my LANGUAGE

summary: after all this time knowing taigen and knowing the way he treats you wife, you finally let loose on him.

word count: 332 words / 1,778 characters 

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you stared at taigen, your eyes narrowed.

you’d known taigen since you were children. he was a child in your village, as well as mizu, your now current wife.

you had never treated mizu with any disdain, nor had you thought it—you were mostly told just to stay clear of her.

though life had not taken you that direction.

after so many years of staying clear of mizu, you had met again, and sparks had flown between the two of you.

eventually leading to you marriage. it wasn’t a big wedding, no, it was barley a wedding at all—but she was your wife, no matter how it was written or done.

and taigen was a child in the village, who would bully mizu—almost driving her off a cliff.

you wanted to beat his ass and punch his face in as hard as you could.

mizu was asleep, recovering from her injuries inflicted by the four fangs.

she would never approve of you engaging in any fight, especially not with someone at taigens skill, but she was resting.

now was your chance. the chance of a lifetime.

you walked up behind taigen, grabbing him by what hair was left on his head—and slamming your fist square in the middle of his face.

mizu twitched and stirred in her bed, hearing a bit of a.. ruckus, outside.

she slowly rose, resting on her elbow before pushing herself to her feet.

when she stepped out of the cabin, she saw you and taigen—sat on opposite sides of the fire. 

her eyes trailed to ringo.

“ringo, what—“

“there was.. a disagreement,” he murmured, eyes drifting between you and taigen.

her eyes traced your body—you were covered in blood and bruises.

then she looked at taigen. he looks similar, to you, yet somehow worse.

she couldn’t help but chuckle to herself, settling next to you by the fire.

“you got your ass handed to you by my wife,” she gazed at taigen across the fire.

“fuck off.”

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