#writing misadventures galore.

[kiraman]

my absolute love the insanely talented hiroyuki sanada is gonna be in the adaption of one of my favourite books ever AND IM SCREAMING

I don't know why this hasn't gotten more attention but pls watch Shogun coming out February 27

Listen, hiroyuki made me WEEP during one of the most mediocre samurai films ever made (47 Ronin) and that must tell u something

#this blog has apparently become a Mess for me to scream about emotions #shogun fx #also i made a sideblog for inspo poetry writing etc so follow it my URL is @ adaughtersrevenge #writing misadventures galore.

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The Great Gastby In 1920s

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[kiraman]

i caved and after running my silly little errands today, I poured vast amounts of time & effort into writing more of john wick style adventures for Mizu that still desperately need to be thoroughly edited

Also thoroughly

truly deeply surprised by the sheer, unhinged obscenity of certain moments I've written. I mean

Listen. Not to tut my own horn but LET ME TELL YOU

Let me TELL YOU

Chapter 4 is frustratingly far from being completed but it's so UNHINGED. chapter 3 will probably be posted tmr or Thursday morning and it's also unhinged in its own way. Hopefully.

MY CHILD WHO HAS NEVER KNOWN ANYTHING BUT ANGER AND FURY, DEATH AND LOSS AND BLOOD BLOOD

#k I'll shut up now omfg.....mizu be experiencing Extreme Emotions in every way imaginable lmaoo. #Extreme violence extreme Spice #Extreme anger extreme suppressed guilt!!! Extreme enormous rage #MIZU BRAINROT is so real 🆘 #writing misadventures galore. #rambling cw lmao

[kiraman]

The video that inspired me to write a John wick au for Mizu!!! like... the pure, insane perfection of it shakes my bones to dust and thieves the breath from my lungs

The line "This life follows you, it clings to you infecting everyone you come close to" HAS GOT ME IN A CHOKEHOLD because it can also be applied to Mizu, canon Mizu, john wick au Mizu....

John being constantly stoic, cool, silent, completely focused and commited to one thing only, finding and killing those who wronged him, then his rage exploding SHATTERING that mask he hides behind, and him absolutely screaming his throat fucking raw HE TOOK THAT FROM ME STOLE THAT FROM ME KILLED THAT FOR ME gives me CHILLS

Also "he unleashed you upon me" like yes he's been UNLEASHED like a horrible raging storm that wreaks absolute chaos in its wake felling EVERYTHING in its path. Just like mizu

Me sweating in Writer's Agony trying to somehow intertwine the stories of two of my favourite characters and do Mizu justice in a modern setting where every last chance for a normal life has been violently stripped away from her since she was a child.

I'm so incoherent about it, it's all just pure rambling but!!! I love revenge stories!!!! 🆘 🆘 🆘 I love Mizu!! I love wick!! I love my children spilling blood in the name of the life that was savagely ripped away from them!!

#Keanu EATS UP this role the pure unbridled silent rage the sheer insane amount of concentrated willpower!!!! I'm SCREAMING #I'm obsessed with revenge stories it's a Disease ™ #Mizu brainrot cw #John wick brainrot cw lmao #writing misadventures galore. #john wick tag.

[kiraman]

I AM ON MY KNEES SCREAMING ALL OVER THIS VID goodness me!! it takes a lot of NERVE to stare into someone BURSTING like a mf firework with rage and beg “COOL IT COOL IT COOL IT”

he is so SLEEK. so focused, ruthless, relentless, an agent of his own will, he can already see the finish line and nothing’s waiting for him there but death but he’s already dead anyway, he’s got nothing to lose. LIKE.

i can’t explaing how much I LOVE writing modern mizu as yakuza-born vengeful, furious, tormented orphan unleashed like a raging inferno upon the world, hungered for revenge!!!!! this is my fav AU and i am OBSESSED

he is the boogeyman? mizu is the onryo. he kills for what’s been violently taken from him? so does SHE and she’s unstoppable, uncompromising, ferocious, unhinged I AM RAMBLING but some parts of my story just have me so floored because I frantically, fiendishly adore this modern version of Mizu SO BAD

“One of the russians asks him incredulously if he’s got a woman stashed away somewhere. ’‘probably in a freezer” Vladmir, the driver, comments later. Mizu does not answer. She does not smile. Apathetically she slowly dons her leather jacket, readjusts her shades on her nose. In the morning, a man washes up on the banks of the river. Vladmir does not show up at work.

LIKE SHE. SHE!!!

and when she cries out in desperation, says “Mizu please. Fuck, please—” Mizu stills the hand between her legs to complete motionlessness, growls. “No— ride my hand.” And she does, god, she does, she’s a wild thing on her lap, feral with desire; she clutches at her shoulders and rolls her hips violently back and forth, lets her fingers sink inside her again and again, snapping her hips forward, hungered for more. Mizu keeps her hand achingly still, tightly pressed against her pussy, but she, too, is completely gone, hanging on by a thread; she watches her ride her hand, feels her walls spasm around her fingers, feels them quiver, god she’s burning from the inside out, taking her in again and again, she’s barely lifting her hips off of her now, keeps her fingers buried so deep inside her, Mizu thinks nothing will ever be able to fill her like her fingers have,

LIKE BITCH. why are you so FERAL.

She looks like an electrical storm waiting to happen. There is thunder in the way she cracks her bones, slow, precise, everything about her is so, dark and hungered, even the way she looks at you has teeth. She wonders who Smoke really is at 4 a.m. when the rest of the world is sleeping. She’s never seen her fall asleep, just once, back in that room, overtaken by fever…

listen writing this chapter is absolutely DEMOLISHING me. I am trying so so hard to find the right words and ways to make you all understand how INSANE she is, trying so hard to somehow cross all the wires. all of them. every wire in her very human damaged beyond repair (huh) brain—rage and fury, love, desire, sex, hatred, hunger, repulsion, shame, pragmatism and choice; affection and how she LOATHES it because she is so unworthy she doesn't know what to do with it , her anger that eats her up right down to her bones, pride, betrayal, her selfishness. her lies. all of them, every single one—make it snarl up like a bunch of her lover’s necklaces left on top of her dresser before she leaves her.

She rips right through the night like a bullet, fills her hands with blood. when she comes back she sits soaked in blood that is not her own on the floor and slowly, perfectly, unerringly unpicks those necklaces left on her dresser, so that Geraldine can wear them again. She does not react when she thanks her but eats her out like she is starving for it and when she tries to return the favour Mizu shrugs her off and takes the COLDEST iciest shower possible. when she leaves, she does not look back. BYE this girl is insane I love her. Mizu in her dapper suit, shades on, neon light glinting off its pristine skeleton, that sleek curling strand of her hair falling into her eye, sprawled out, legs open, the two top buttons of her shirt undone and a perpetual cold snarl on her mouth which is very sweet and sometimes slick with lipstick.... PEACE OUT

#this is me just being EXCITED over my own fictional character of a fictional character based on ANOTHER fictional character BYE #sex cw// #violence cw // #for the snippets lmao #writing misadventures galore. #john wick tag. #killing strangers. #inspo tag #UGHHHH #john wick mizu i know u would DETEST me but pls give me one (1) chance

[kiraman]

In case anyone's wondering what's next for Mizu in her modern times john wick adventures, this is one of the songs of the playlist I listen to while I work on it for inspiration. I mean... Make an Educated Guess based on it's vibes...

#Ok there won't be Much Spice. But there's one obscene moment that'll somehow...make sense in the moment it happens. #also I'm begging y'all to tell me which one to work on faster and post first OMFG. John wick au part 3 or canon fic part 2 uaajjaahughhhhh. #ughhh the way intense violent grief and pain can make you feel obscenely out of control and hungered to fill that void with someone #something anything that could take it away is always insanely fascinating to me and thus i must Write about it. In this essay I will .... #Anyway. :)))) #suggestive cw // #writing misadventures galore.

[kiraman]

Me to myself: go tf to sleep

Also me: keep filling your drafts with John wick mizu au headcanons & drabbles. you can do it!! WRITE an entire John wick mizu story. The world needs it more than you your sleep

#No joke I'll post some tmr probs as chapter 2 of Main fic I'm working is in fact not yet done. #bes mizu #But can U just imagine her ughhhhhh. Immaculate suit on #riding her slick obscenely expensive Ducati monster gun strapped to her generously muscled thigh offering death to everything standing #in her way. #Leather jacket on shades on dappled in neon lights. Quietly sitting at the bar drink in hand but she's not drinking #She's laying in wait. hungered for her prey. She more senses than sees it when they realize who she is bc someone approaches and asks #too many questions. Body stiff rigid a WEAPON she doesn't even break eye contact with the one talking to her as she #unerringly throws a dagger to the neck of one the guys about to attack her. Then all hell breaks loose but she's precise immaculate. #she kills three guys at the bar with a pencil HUH. The one a girl gave her five minutes ago to write down “his number” lmao. BRAINROT. #john wick tag. #writing misadventures galore.

[kiraman]

me, miserably sighing and fretting my way through writing part 2 of mizu's adventures on the ship bringing her to London, asking myself every 5 seconds if Im sure I have the actual skill of MAKING WORDS happen

Also me: do it for HER

#I'm doing IT but at what cost #I LOVE writing but in theory #can y'all believe i started the chapter with her having a Bad Dream. Despite my claims that i love her. #SCREAMS IN AGONY #im 1k words in help #writing misadventures galore.

[kiraman]

6 in the morning coffee in hand, researching 17th century Batavia to map out and write about mizu's insanely daring, unbelievable & exceedingly risky voyage from japan all the way to london... expect things to be written soon

#my partner is leaving on a mini work trip in a couple of hours so it'll be just me my brain rot and shocking newfound WILL to write ... Huh #writing misadventures galore.

[kiraman]

me two days ago: i don't like AUs only canon, I'm not like Other Girls (lmao)

Me now: THIS IS WHAT WRITING WAS MADE FOR. for me to write a John wick Mizu au where she murders three men in a bar with a fucking pencil, a $10million dollars bounty on her head, nowhere to hide but no one can catch her

#IM NOT NORMAL about this au. #john wick tag. #can u believe I've got part 2 in my drafts almost finished lmaoooo the brainrot!! Is real! #writing misadventures galore.