pls i’m so desperate for a mizu x prostitute !reader where the reader is all flirty and touchy (like in that one scene where those two girls were trying to seduce mizu in episode one.)
a/n: aaaaah I’m so sorry for the late response 😭 my week has been hectic so far and I’m running on 1% brain power.
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“You’re quite the sight, hm?”
summary: a lovely samurai visits a tea house you work at. you’re one of the less popular girls there, but you managed to capture her attention.
warning(s): some small nfsw parts, swearing
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“Ugh, girl. Do you ever plan on putting more effort into your looks?” You rolled her eyes, ignoring the girl’s words. Of course you did put some effort into your looks, you were required to do so anyways. You just weren’t obsessive over it like the rest. You smear the red tint onto your lips as you stared at your reflection in the mirror.
It was another busy night, which unfortunately meant all hands on deck. You stood up, straightening out your kimono and making sure your hair was nice and perfect. Inhaling a deep breath, you slid open the door and entered the room where all the girls were in.
“Ugh, there’s this samurai who won’t taking any of us! Seriously, does this guy have any interest in the beginning?” Ah, a samurai? Usually men come here to not be all manly, usually craving sex and shit. You’ve unfortunately had to deal with them, though you must admit, some of them weren’t bad if they had decency.
“Hey, why don’t you give it a shot? We’ve been working our asses off and you’ve only been with, what, four customers this night?” One of them suggested, to which you loudly exhale in annoyance. Seriously, more work?
Finally, you nodded, at least agreeing to give a shot at it. “Fine, but don’t blame me if I ditch him.”
You hummed, carrying a teapot in the tray you were holding. You gently knocked on the door, waiting for a response. “Come in,” a voice said, to which you complied and slid open the door. You plastered on a smile on your red lips, kneeling down as you set the teapot on the table. A samurai, clad in baggy clothing and orange tinted glasses and a scarf around his neck.
“Hello, sir, would you like some tea? You must be exhausted from your travels,” you hummed, elegantly pouring tea into his cup. His eyes looked very intently at you, observing your every action. It was as if he could see through you, but you found him to be…attractive.
As he sipped the tea, you stood up, striding over to his side and leaning in close to his ear. “You must be so..tired, right? Why don’t I take care of you?” Your voice dropped to a seductive level, your fingers sliding under her scarf and trickling against her skin. Mizu’s breath hitched ever so slightly, even surprising her to see that you’ve managed to render her speechless for even a moment. Your hands kept traveling further, tugging off her cloak while you stayed close to her.
Mizu was burning at this point, face red and hands sweaty from your delicate touch along her body. “A-Ah..no need. I am fine,” Mizu managed to say, embarrassed by her stuttering. How can someone make her feel this way? You tilted your head to the side, seeing the samurai look away from you. Is this what the girls were saying? The unshakable samurai who refused any girls?
You tilted his head back towards you, pulling him by the chin and looking up into the samurai’s eyes with great interest. “Do you not like the company of me? Or any of the girls?” You asked. You moved closer, pushing the samurai down and climbing on top of him. “It’s not very nice to look away when I’m talking to you, sir.”
Her chest rises up and down, her breathing already getting so heavy. You on top of her? Looking like that? Mizu was internally panicking. “Just wanted a place to stay for the night. I must leave tomorrow—“ you suddenly slid off her glasses, revealing her blue eyes. Mizu thought you’d push her away, scared of her different eyes. But no, you looked down at her with interest, hands traveling up her chest.
“What pretty eyes. Why do you hide them behind glasses?” You murmured, leaning down close to her. Mizu took a moment of silence, staring up into your eyes. Holy fucking hell, you’ve got her whipped. You didn’t even get an answer to her question before she pulled your face in close and forcibly kissed you.
She flipped you over, now the samurai was straddling you while pinning your hands above your head. “Fucking hell..I have never met someone like you,” Mizu muttered, her other hand lifting up your chin to meet her gaze. Your lipstick was smudged a bit, and your face was flustered. You managed to crack the piece of ice, but now it’s getting its revenge on you for tempting it.
“I suppose I can make the most of this, hm?” That was all Mizu said before she pried off your kimono.
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They call her the Tempestuous Urchin, on account of her temper, and on account of the way you find her outside when the wind picks up and the clouds roll in over the Zee to herald a storm of the Neath. Nobody knows where she came from, people say, but as ol'Slivvy grows more tired someone has to speak to Storm. A child of simmering anger and stormy eyes, she stalks the rooftops of London; if you loose Aeolian Screams or Storm-Threnodies, they say, she'll come to listen. If you're lucky, she'll sing along. If you're not lucky, and the old zee-god Storm's taken umbrage to you or you've acted against the Urchins of London...well, watch for falling objects. Like boulders, or chimneys, or stalactites. The Tempestuous Urchin prides herself on her accuracy and her tenaciousness.
Vivi Storm, Vivian Levy's sundered-away childhood made real. During Vivian's experience in the ES The Tempest (which differed from the story as written), a lightning-strike from Storm split Vivian in two, their adult half -- with all the regrets, morals, and knowledge of an adult -- remaining Vivian Levy, while their childhood -- the parts that Storm could and wanted to interact with and use -- forming another person. She goes by Vivi, or Vivi Storm, on account of the fact that your last name's usually that of one of the people that made you.
Vivian offered to let Vivi live with them, but Vivi chose instead a deeper connection to Storm, easing the burden on Ol'Slivvy but also giving her an outlet for her anger and vindictiveness. I like the idea that if you have high stormy-eyed or can pay in wild words, she's another assassin you can hire in London to take out your enemies -- but she also goes after those who hurt her people, the Urchins of the Neath. Like Slivvy, she doesn't age due to her connection to Storm; in theory, even when Vivian is long-dead, their severed childhood will haunt the rooftops of the Neath, agent of a dead god.
Vivian has grown kinder, or less prone to vicious retaliation, since Vivi left them. Separations like this are...uncertain. Vivian lost all memories of their life before ten years of age; all of the memories they had of their mother, all of the things they enjoyed, all of the things they despised. Who's to say Vivi didn't also take their anger, their desire for violent, desperate change, their petty grievances with her? Vivian's not sure. Vivi is certainly angrier than Vivian ever remembers being...but there's the problem, isn't it?
Anyway despite all that they get along great Vivi breaks into Vivian's apartment via windows and calls Vivian a nerd and Vivian makes sure she's actually like eating food and taking care of herself.
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But are you not thinking about the following hijinks of a mighty trio (of which one is Y’Shtola, surely) going on adventures for closure/discovery? Not thinking of the growing bonds in the wake of G’raha fading away, until he is found?
Totally not thinking about dress-spheres, I’m sure! (Happy to see another X-2 fan, and I love the idea!)
absolutely Anon, I am not thinking about any of that at all. I'm totally not thinking about a trio of Arsay, Y'shtola, and Lyse (AYL) travelling together on a ship with Alphinaud (nav) and Alisaie (pilot).
I'm absolutely not thinking about their field work constantly being side tracked Arsay, who will always feel like she needs to help everyone she possibly can with anything. With the rest of the crew going along with the little side quests to varying degrees of enthusiasm. Each adventure bringing the trio closer as friends.
and yeah, certainly not thinking about magical girl transformation sequences via dress spheres. Or arsay getting the ability to sing well when a specific one is in use. Not thinking about Arsay/Lethe (arsay's azem) parallels with Yuna/Lenne. That would be silly.
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Karmaaaa since we were talking about self ship, tell me about yours!
lovely sera ty for asking!! ✨
[putting this under a read more bc I like to ramble haha]
I’m gonna break this down into jjk!self and selfship!!
[gotta precursor this with @/killalluchihas' / @/grilledsquids' good vibes/bad juju fic is what started this whole collective brain exercise since the first couple chapters and I've been ruminating over taking bits and pieces of world-building concepts and crafting a sort of canon divergence au? while still holding onto canon's hand very gently. and all of this is open to changing ofc]
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jjk!self:
basics: vivi, caucasian, mid 20s, they/she pronouns
country/faction: american sorcerer, pesters her personal auxiliary manager to take on missions/contracts internationally.
I headcanon that a certain majority of american sorcerers (depending on region) hand out binding vows like candy (which is mostly seen as an archaic practice linked within traditional roots / ties down their jujutsu sorcerers like cattle for slaughter depending on vow rules / also ties into how far they've gone into education for jujutsu society / various accolades that build up over their career get them fairer rates for vow rules).
background:
- height is 5’6”ft / 167 cm.
- true neutral <3
- latin designation: 6/6 or VI/VI (read as 6, 6)
- they live in no-man's-land aka florida, which has a separate function as a peninsula for america's barrier upkeep and linked ley lines.
- innate technique is called chimera (shapeshifting the physical form to whatever the mind can conjure; form changes slightly depending on which nickname is being used at the time; has a partial transformation running at almost all times, cannot transform into anything from blocked memories or anything that breaks binding vow rules).
- picked up RCT healing at a young age (due to the inherent healing properties of IT), was her ‘calling’ card. however has never gone through schooling to become a doctor at any point in time; therefore ‘healing’ is split between the physical mind/body and the cursed spirit/energy, and is entirely learned by firsthand and battlefield experience.
- knowledgeable about international jujutsu society cultures and practices relating to healing, therapy, and contingency planning.
- currently an independent front-line illusory scout and battle medic.
- has her own personal auxiliary manager on call 24/7. they report to them for correspondence and mission updates/statuses back home, the only way to not be under higher-ups jujutsu society’s thumb entirely.
- race-tracked through jujutsu schooling to get it out of the way. doesn’t agree with the black/white thinking that most under jujutsu society live by. is considered an ‘outcast alumni’ because of this. angers their own higher-ups because they prefer to work with auxiliary managers vs sorcerers on rotation.
- pen pals with yuki tsukumo <3
binding vow(s): so far vivi has 3-4 binding vows, as follows:
#1. binding vow of never using her true name (purposefully forgot it and any relation to the name and family line, extending to forgetting family members, basically jujutsu society's version of a reverse witness protection program linked back to user). all names given are nicknames for different people. vivi is the most common one. also uses their call sign / latin designation: 6/6 or VI/VI, usually just for bureaucracy purposes. in return, coupled with loss of memories of [redacted], gains binding vow #3.
#2. binding vow of picking up languages easily when carrying a rune necklace (cursed tool) that stores said languages overtime. has to wear the necklace for at least 12 hours per day for it to be viable. suffers from dyscalculia in return.
#3. binding vow of the usage of ‘blood circle’ cursed technique (was gifted by a dearly departed friend. exchange is having memories of them erased from the mind entirely).
- user-based AOE (that cannot be turned off completely; rule 1).
- anything outside of the circle has a 50/50 rate of getting hit.
- anything inside the circle (besides the user; rule 2) has a 100/0 rate of getting hit.
- certain variables nullify the terms (user has to consciously be aware for the nullification to work, rule 3. ie. gojo’s infinity still working within the inner circle’s space).
- personal auxiliary manager has a bound machete to be used as a special grade cursed tool, which is the main weapon to be used. however, can use other items as long as previous rules are withheld.
#4. [redacted]
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selfship:
honestly for selfship reasons I think they gojo and jjk!vivi get on each other's radar by yuki's interference (let her have a bigger roll in this, gege did her dirty).
after a few missions together with yuki in america spread out over a year, and with vivi's insistence that they want to go abroad for missions, yuki's like "y'know one of the big hot shots in japan-" "the cult guy?" "HAHA. no. uh, not him." and then from there it's vivi and their manager getting on a red-eye flight to scope out the japan's jujutsu scene and get into contact with their jujutsu schools of overlooking any missions as an international support-based unit. and then it's working with different teams and then boom battle healer AND an illusory scout for top squads? say less.
naturally gojo gets curious of how many missions have been completed lately with little injury and no deaths and goes to investigate. from there it's a cat-and-mouse game of vivi dodging gojo, their manager updating them on various factors back home, and trying to learn through the grapevine whether yuki needs to join her to beat in this damn cult leader whose minions keep popping up at the oddest times.
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that's all for now!! ty for reading if you've gotten this far <3
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