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uh oh guys new favourite character time

WOOOHOOO YAAAAAY REQUESTS ARE OPEN! Request of the day with our lovely Mizu. Mizu and a shrine maiden reader. She stumbles into the shrine all bloodied and bruised and falls uncoincious and reader takes care of her. Mizu ends up staying for a longer while at the shrine, feeling pulled towards reader for saving her and wanting to thank her. Can be nsfw if you wanna!

I wrote shrine maidens before in other fandoms, it's always fun.

Pairing: Mizu x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, fluff, kissing, gentle sex, injury recovery, fingering, slight corruption kink, nipple sucking, dirty talk

A/N: I think... I think I might have a corruption kink.

Mizu was no stranger to crashing in abandoned houses and shrines when she was injured

On occasion they weren't abandoned but she always managed to work something out for a few days

You were the only shrine maiden there so she was sure you'd let an injured samurai stay there for a bit

Except you insisted on her staying there until she's fully healed

Mizu tried to push your hands away when you wanted to clean her wounds. "I'm fine. I should already be on my way. I've taken enough of your time already." And put you in enough danger by staying here. It was a risk to host a demon samurai, but you felt it would be a bigger risk to her if she left.

"You're not healed yet. If you walk away from here and then die I will pull your soul back and scold you for it." Mizu laughed, her eyes joyful behind her glasses.

"My bad. Would you really pull me from Hell just for that?" What a question, of course you would. You weren't scared of her now, much less if she were a ghost. Besides since she trusted you with her secret you didn't think she'd be an evil ghost.

She's not sure if staying with you longer was good for her

For her health yes, but not not so much for her heart because the more time she spent with you, helping you around the shrine, watching you, enjoying means with you the less she looked forward to leaving

Now she knew she would eventually, she won't give up on her mission

But she thinks she may allow herself to call this place home, to call you home

The first kiss you share makes her cry, knowing it will hurt that much more when she goes traveling again, it may not be in a few months, maybe a year from now but it will surely hurt

"What about staying here forever. Don't you like it here?" You asked as you cuddled against her chest, listening to her heartbeat. She sighed when she pulled you up and kissed your cheek.

"I do like it here. I like you even more. Which is why I'm dreading leaving here." You knew it was a hard choice to make but at he same time you were grateful that she considered staying here for even longer then usual. When ever she kissed you it was one kiss more then she ever gave to anyone else. When her hands shifted to your bare skin it was with more love then she touched someone with for a long time.

Mizu loved quiet nights with you, spent slowly kissing you, drinking in your moans and sighs and teasing you when you pull away from her touch out of shyness. You want to give yourself to her fully, yet you're scared of making her eventual leaving even more difficult.

She was very gentle when she first made love to you, so gentle and patient, looking at you like you were a goddess

Also she managed to find a loophole to save your virtue, that your god cared so much about apparently

If you told her you couldn't give yourself to a man well then it was a good thing she wasn't a man at all, she was a demon

A demon who managed to charm and corrupt a shire maiden

Maybe you do have a slightly lesser chance of going to Heaven after all, but at least Mizu will have good company in the afterlife now

Mizu kissed your breasts with glee as you eased yourself on her two fingers. "I'm sorry I don't have anything bigger for you but for your first time I think this is enough. Or would you prefer demon cock?"

"I prefer you. Just you Mizu." You cup her cheeks and kiss her lips, feeling how hot they are, how contrasted from her cold looking eyes. "I want you." You moaned shamelessly as you felt her fingers curl inside you when she moved them in and out. "I love you." You confessed as you had a hundred times before, only this time it sounded so sinful. That was a given because it was layered with continuous wet, sloshing, slapping sounds of her hand smacking between your legs and into your dripping cunt.

"I never knew that shrine maidens were so slutty. Or is it that," Her lips kissed your breasts, directly over your heart, fully letting herself worship you, "you were just waiting for someone like me to wander in here and corrupt this pure soul of yours. Just listen to how your cunt wants it." Your legs shook when her fingers pressed along your front wall, making your hips jerk in her lap. "I-" She waited, bit back her confession, words that she had yet to say.

"Love you." You finished for her, repeating the phrase until you shook in her lap, flooding her hand and fingers, tightening around them as you kept riding them while holding onto her muscular shoulders.

"I love you." Mizu confessed at the height of your orgasm, when your moans and whimpers could cover it up. When she didn't have to think about it and could focus on the pleasure she gave you. She didn't have to think about it. Not yet.

Classic Coquette Starter Pack

What is Classic Coquette? Think ghetto fabulous Juliet Capulet. Religious iconography (catholic especially), vintage cars, old diners and warm cherry pie. Classic coquettes are more Born to Die Lana than Unreleased Lana, you can’t separate ethnic cultures from Classic Coquettes because much of the aesthetics come from Latino and Black Cultures. These coquettes play at glamour but are more girlish and messy. Smeared red lipstick, long acrylic gaudy nails and messy pigtails/braids are common elements. Classic coquettes are trashy, vulgar and beautiful.

Outfit staples: Halter tops, schoolgirl skirts, white collared shirts, mary janes, penny loafers, sailor shorts, red lipstick, pink blush, red nails, dainty necklaces, gingham/plaid print, rompers, bobby sucks, overalls, tennis skirts, dolphin shorts, sneakers, graphic tees

episode where craig finds out about the toothpaste flag and puts it on his twitter icon (underneath his favourite red racer character ofc) and wendy finds out and gets really really mad about it

I am sorry I had to repost this

"anyone can be a babygirl but it takes a man to be a single mother"

Someone please tell i am not the only one having problems with ao3 right now

reblog if you fully and intentionally are referring to aspec people as well when you use the word queer to refer to the community

Pigsy right but make him human with pink hair and red eyes

WHOS THE ARTIST OF THIS ARTOWRKK :((

Lance: You piss me off so much.

Lotor: I literally just said "hello".

Lance: Yet here I am, boiling with rage.

Me when I am trying to decorate and be gentle when I know I am not

Galvatron's beloved ipad which he has somehow managed to not crush within his big strong hands

Yall see this masterpiece should be in a museum cause 🤧 this made cry happy tears also Gwen and hobie you ain't alone miles is so cute 💗

He was a punk she did ballet: ❌

He and she are both punks and have a crush on a same art baby: ✅

To any writer that ships mirage and Noah, this is just something off my head. What if we make them spilt up and then years later they have found each other after losing hope in seeing each other again but we put them through the ringer and have angst everywhere .Charlie and Noah meet , they are feral mechanics on a mission. To put some extra spice Bee and Charlie go through feels cause they haven't seen each other in years and Charlie avoids bee to not get attached again. The feral mechanic dou meet Cade Yeager and they respect him yet give him headaches and heart attacks out of love they claim

PS. They are crazy drivers. Charlie , Noah and Cade

in conclusion i'm pretty normal about them

This is very inspiring for all writers including my self. Being so proud of that little thing you put your heart into, be very proud 👏

Be proud of the dumb, little thing you wrote, just because you wanted to write a dumb, little thing. Your writing doesn't need to be serious and award-winning for you to be proud of it.

This moodboard is very pretty and so roxxy

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Roxana is bae

This is gold and I am sobbing

Noah “You with the dark curls” and Mirage “You with the watercolour eyes” 🫶

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This is artistvis the first one I saw on tumblr and I lives the art and lore behind

Candlelight spirits 🕯🔥

If you wanna get these as a print and sticker set, you can do so until the end of May over on my Patreon by pledging to the Professional Napper tier or above <3

Or if you just wanna read about these little friends, that's more than okay too 🥰

Candlelight Spirits Lore:

First off, don't worry, that mouse can pop in and out of the lantern at will, it's not trapped :)

If there’s one thing candlelight spirits know, it’s that the best stories are the ones told in the light of flickering candles and around campfires. And so fire became the very essence of their being! They burn bright, curious and passionate, with an appetite for good tales.

Back when humans and magic folks were at war, they used to hide to listen to the stories of both sides, which was not always the easiest. As a fire elemental they could hide within the flames themselves, but in the face of interesting stories, it was terribly hard for them to not burst out of their hiding spot and ask a thousand questions.

But alas, that was what they had to do. Humans were wary of magic folks and creatures of any kind, and the magic folks did not like that the candlelight spirits would not disclose information about the humans.

But how could they pick sides when they have hearts that melt as easily as wax, and when they knew that if either side won, millions and millions of stories would be lost forever?

So for them, it was heaven when the Long War finally came to an end. There was an abundance of tales like never before, and they did not need to hide any longer.

However, as society started to advance, the introduction of electricity and magic lights ended up thinning out the opportunities they had in the end. And even more sadly for them, storytelling was no longer the primary method of entertainment, at least not in the same way.

From a time where fire was the source of all light in the night, to one where it’s rarely used at all… The poor spirits are nowhere near as common now, given that their presence is tied to the flames, which act as portals for them to come into the same plane as us.

But they persist! Because as long as there are people, there will be good stories to tell.

And if you want to find them, your best bet is arranging a cosy candlelit dinner or campfire night with loved ones, or you can go to a temple or church, or sometimes even a restaurant – any place where there’s always some kind of fire burning.

However, tragically enough, candlelight spirits are banned from the places they adore the most; libraries. This is for understandable reasons, as they cannot control their flames, unlike other flame elementals such as stove bunnies. After all, they came into existence at a point in history when books had not even been invented yet, and fire was what brought people together. And yes, sadly this ban applies even to candlelight spirits in the protective casing of a lantern.

An endearing fact about the candlelight spirits is that they’re shapeshifters from birth, their forms flickering between different shapes much like the flames themselves, but at some point their bodies become stable and stop shifting. In the end they take on the form of whichever character first truly resonated with them. So for that reason it is very common to see candlelight spirits resemble storybook characters, or a storyteller’s loved one.

Sometimes this can be a little bit strange for those who tell their stories to suddenly come face to face with a tiny version of a member of their family or beloved, but it’s usually strangely soothing.

Some who have had these little spirits take on the appearance of their loved ones who’s passed say that instead of being upset, it makes them cherish the memory of that person even more. After all, they took on that form out of sheer love for the person they were in the storyteller’s heart, rather than being disrespectful to their memory.

The candlelight spirits are also excellent storytellers themselves! Who wouldn’t be after listening to so many tales for decades and even centuries?

And they share those stories with joy, which is why a lot of the time historians in particular love them, even though stories are just stories and may not be entirely truthful. But regardless, they’re a goldmine of information from the past.

However, as much as historians love listening to the tales of the candlelight spirits, the love isn’t always mutual. They’re more than happy to tell their stories, but they’re not as excited to hear what the historians have for them. Why? Because they’ve already heard those stories long ago, over and over again, and more accurately too. So they would rather be somewhere else.

Or at least that’s how it used to be. Because in a plot twist this caused a lot of historians (and academics in general) to turn into absolute party animals and adventurers and extroverts in general to appease the spirits’ appetite for good stories so they’d hang around more. It’s to the point that the history department in any given university now has a reputation to be the wildest one there is.

(Please note, this is not to imply historians are boring, I know few people who are more interesting than folks with a passion for history😂)

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🔥🔥🐉Bloom from winx club and Lloyd from lego Ninjago are the same characters why, well ill tell you🔥🔥🐉

Number 1: Dragon powers with a capital D

Number 2: your either a Bloom / Lloyd Stan or you're my enemy

Number 33: the Fandom hates them because they take up too much screen time. Unless you me and then that case I get what I want, evil laugh

Number :3 mentors that don't tell you sh it

Number 4: your mum your dad the things you never had your adopted (I don't care that Lloyd eventually found his parents they abandoned him soon after, and Bloom doesn't deserve hers back)

Number 16: having one technical sibling being a ghost

Number 17: having a snake based enemy with an acts to grind, (those who haven't watched the later seasons of Winx Club will be confused)

Number 175: both are so self-righteous it makes me want to gouge out my eyes early

Number 5: evil x's with white hair Who joined the evil overlord out of spite.

Number 56: saviour complexes that are so bad they would make Adora blush but the writers are not touching that potential with a 5 ft barge pole.

Number who cares you're reading this, vibs

I leave you with that i hope you're having magnificent day. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🐉🐉🐉🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️

luckily Pavo doesn't mind his Lady is a little eldritched~

~My little fox~ Kakashi x naruto - Im probaly going to be posting part 6 today!❤️ (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/879801174-%7Emy-little-fox%7E-kakashi-x-naruto-im-probaly-going?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=akilah178&wp_originator=MWrexFZytMxxf%2BEzf2fj0GwVockUHjkBENp0M4jQyJtYZnlFogTo0zqx09aMT6%2F2K8KCdtLicdpoAdlCHJGE5UTJ3ZL9rNu6qR8dEbpT%2FWyCuE6ySrD5PR39QdZfs%2FyE Warning, this is gay and will probably have smut in it (sex) ÙwÚ enjoy~