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Mizi laughed to herself as she skimmed the included ‘girlfriend application’. Was this the kind of fanmail she’d be getting from now on? ‘Great cook, has a stable job, owns a motorcycle, does this, does that’—all spectacular qualities that Mizi couldn’t bring herself to care about.
“Well…” Mizi sighed, “I don’t have a girlfriend, but…”
Mizi uncrossed her legs and tore Sua off her cock.
“...I guess I have a slut who sucks me off on the daily.”
Mizi, the lead guitarist for The Rebels, struggles to overcome her writer's block and manage her unexpected popularity. It's no help that her good friend, Sua, is only stressing her out more.
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Today is Anakt Garden's sports day! This time around, they've added prizes as incentives for the kids to participate. Despite her bad track record with physical activities, Sua still wants to get Mizi a prize!
based on the recent Anakt Garden shikishi!
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Sua felt the blood wet her fingertips as she touched the area of impact. She smiled, unaware that she could still bleed.
“It doesn’t hurt,” Sua responded truthfully. She brought her blood stained fingers up to Mizi’s mouth and pressed them against her tongue. Mizi’s jaw twitched, before her lips closed around the fingers, sucking dutifully. As she pulled her fingers away, the tiniest trail of saliva connected the tip of her finger to pretty plump lips.
“How was your day?”
As Zombie Idols, it's important that they keep their bodies well-rested, clean, and not looking like a corpse. So even if they don't need to sleep, shower, or take care of their skin, they do it all anyways. Mizi's got plenty of needs to fulfill. Thankfully, Sua's always there to help.
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Mizi only sniffed in response, not bothering to wipe away the little tears that have accumulated in her eyes. Sua let out a small huff through her nose. Mizi could be so endearing sometimes. And dramatic. And clumsy.
Clumsy.
Sua’s hand stopped. Would it really be okay to let Mizi go to a party all alone?
Back then, she hadn’t been too worried about either her or Mizi being a potential target for the serial killer. She had tried to put together a pattern between the known victims, and that alone told Sua that they should be relatively safe. But this most recent murder case had thrown everything she thought she knew out the window.
“I’m coming with you.”
A recent string of unsolved murders has Sua more than worried for the wellbeing of her girlfriend. Kind, outgoing, and overly trusting; Mizi was the perfect target for a serial killer to lure away and kill. Of course, Sua could never let that happen. Right?
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Standing just a few paces behind her is another woman. Short, messy, pink hair adorns her head and covers the green of her eyes. Unfortunately for her, her bangs aren’t long enough to cover the flush on her face, no doubt embarrassed at being exposed.
Glassy chartreuse eyes glance at her own, before flicking away nervously.
She’s trembling like she’s about to burst into tears.
How pathetic.
Cute.
Recently, Sua's been spending her free time down on Earth playing with the most peculiar devil she's ever seen. Weak, pitiful, and timid. How unbefitting for a devil. Though, Sua's curious. Just how innocent is this devil really?
devilangel/demonangel mzsu because i LOOVEEEE DEMONNANGELL RAHHH I LOVEE ITTT
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walk my days on a wire (burning till the very last night) by sanguinemoon for yuri_islife
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
06 Apr 2025
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“You’ll break me,” Mizi says. “I’ll break you. We break each other and kiss away the tears that form because the ache is all we know.”
“But why?” Sua looks to her. The world around them creeps towards dawn and the flowers sway gently, beautiful for all eternity. “Why must we?”
Mizi circles MALACHITE SUNBIRD with her finger and murmurs, “You’ll leave me, Sua. You always will. That’s just how we are.”
The protest in her throat dies like the faint embers of used-up coal and Sua reels in her bed, head throbbing. Her phone blares and lights up when she smacks it. 37 HOURS LEFT.
Or, Mizi and Sua only have 48 hours and 32 minutes left to live.
(The ethos? Eating is hard, dreams are so cruel when they dangle what you don’t have in front of you via Tantalus’ grove, and never trust another goddamn faggot.)
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10 Dec 2025
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world ends in 48 hrs everyone have as much sex as possible RNNNN
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“You’d make a good Romeo,” Mizi teases. “All the girls want their very own Ivan.”
“You don’t need one of those, now do you, Juliet?” Ivan asks, leaning over to correct her spelling in two places.
“Am I Juliet?” Mizi asks, surprised.
Bookmarked by tweaqueR
10 Dec 2025