Kim Kardashian for Skims
i hope love finds you. i truly do. i hope you wake up in arms that keep you safe. i hope you get kissed in places you were insecure about. i hope you're held with softness. i hope gentle words and praises graze your wars. i hope you're taken care of. i hope you're loved even after you've learned to love yourself. i hope that when love finds you, it stays with you. forever.
thr funniest part of therapy to me is when you first come in and you're exchanging niceties and they say "hello! how are you" and you say "im fine how are you :)" and then 30 seconds later they put on their therapist voice and say "so how are you doing?" and you go well lisa. believe it or not im doing Bad
for @mica-radiaan
THANK YOU FOR 3,000 FOLLOWERS!!♡♡
this art style is so cute omg😭
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A/n: I love her.
Mizu is not a woman built for softness—but she gives it to you anyway, in her own way. Sharp hands. Quiet praise. Brutal honesty. You’re the only one allowed behind the mask, beneath the blade. And when she takes you? It’s never casual. It’s control. It’s reverence. It’s hers.
1. The Sword Polishing Room—On Her Lap, Wet and Waiting
It’s the quiet after training. The room smells of oil and steel. Mizu sits cross-legged, shirt undone, your thighs straddling hers. She doesn’t even undress you—just pushes your robes aside and pulls your panties to the side like an afterthought. One hand keeps working the cloth over her blade. The other is between your legs, working slow, calculated circles. She fucks you with her fingers so steady you’re trembling in her lap, and when you beg? She doesn’t look up. “Focus. Come for me like you’re learning something.”
2. In the Springs—Her Fingers Under the Water, Her Mouth on Your Neck
She never lets her guard down. Not in public. Not around strangers. But the springs are different. The steam wraps around the two of you like a secret, and Mizu pulls you into her lap beneath the surface. Her fingers are already inside you before you can fully relax. “Keep your voice low,” she warns, licking along your neck. “Or I’ll make you come harder.” She makes good on that promise. You almost drown on a gasp.
3. Against the Wall of an Enemy’s Home—Right After a Kill
Her blade is still wet. Her eyes are wild. And you? You’re the only thing anchoring her. She pushes you against the wall the moment the target drops, pressing her thigh between your legs and grinding until you moan. “You wait for me like this?” she asks, tone dangerous. “Dripping wet while I kill for us?” Then she drops to her knees, licks up your thigh, and makes you come with her mouth still tasting of violence. She fucks like she needs to burn the rage out of her, and you let her.
4. Under the Floorboards of a Tea House—While People Walk Above You
It’s supposed to be a hiding place. It is—but not for long. The second the trapdoor shuts, Mizu has you on your back, hands sliding up your thighs with practiced ease. “No one knows we’re here,” she whispers, voice like smoke. “So why are you shaking like they’ll hear you come?” She fucks you slow, deliberate, while the sound of footsteps above only makes your pulse race. You break when she says your name like a threat and a vow in the same breath.
5. On the Tatami Mat—With a Wooden Sword Between Your Legs
It starts as training. She teaches you grip, form, control. But when she stands behind you, correcting your stance, her hands linger. She slides the bokken between your legs, hips grinding the length into your soaked folds, and suddenly you’re begging. “Say please,” she demands. You do. She rocks it against your clit while her hand covers your mouth, breathing against your neck. When you come, she holds you upright, whispering, “Next time, I’ll use the real blade.”
6. On Her Back, Letting You Take Control—Just Once
Mizu doesn’t give up control easily—but sometimes she wants to be undone. So she lays back, arms folded behind her head, watching you climb onto her lap with a dark, unreadable gaze. “Show me what you want,” she says. You ride her face, her fingers, her thigh—whatever she gives. But she doesn’t break eye contact. Not once. And when you finally break, gasping her name, she flips you effortlessly and pins you down with a smirk. “My turn.”
7. Bound in Silk Rope, Legs Spread, Eyes Locked on Hers
Mizu doesn’t rush the tying. She treats it like an art—each knot perfectly placed, every wrap of silk as calculated as her swordplay. You’re spread on the floor, wrists bound above your head, legs pulled open and secured in a way that leaves you trembling. She doesn’t say much—just watches you, fingers teasing the edge of your folds until you’re begging. “You’re so easy to ruin like this,” she murmurs, slipping two fingers inside. “But I always put you back together, don’t I?” You nod. She makes you come again before undoing a single knot.
8. In the Woods, Strap-On Buckled Tight Under Her Robes
She takes you for a walk where no one will follow. The air is cool, your hand in hers, her thumb brushing your palm with deceptive tenderness. But the second she finds a secluded clearing, Mizu pushes you against a tree, robes falling open just enough to reveal the leather harness strapped low on her hips. “Turn around,” she orders. She fucks you from behind, one hand on your throat, the other covering your mouth as her hips snap hard and fast. You’re crying into her hand, stuffed full and breathless. She doesn’t stop until your knees give out.
9. Rare Submission—When You Pin Her Down
It’s late. Her guard is lowered. You’re straddling her hips, wrists held down, watching her fight the urge to flip you and take back control. But she doesn’t. Not tonight. “You’re testing me,” she says, voice flat—but her pupils are blown wide, chest rising fast. You ride her slowly, taking your time, teasing her just like she does you. She bites her lip until it bleeds. When she comes, it’s with a quiet gasp and her fingers clutching the sheets. You lean down and whisper, “You’re mine too, you know.” She doesn’t argue.
10. In a Crowded Temple, Fingers Hidden Beneath Your Robes
Mizu prays in silence—but today, her hand slips under your robe mid-ceremony, fingers curling up inside you while others kneel just feet away. Her expression never changes. She keeps her eyes ahead, her posture perfect. You, however, are shaking beside her, trying not to let your knees buckle. “Don’t disgrace yourself,” she murmurs, lips unmoving. “Hold it in.” You come with a silent scream, robes clutched tightly in your fists. She keeps her hand there, deep and still. “We’ll atone later,” she says. But she doesn’t remove her fingers until the ceremony ends.
11. Over the Sheathed Blade, Grinding Until You Break
The sword is laid between your thighs, sheathed but firm, cold metal against your heated skin. Mizu sits back, watching—eyes hungry but hands behind her back. “Show me how desperate you are,” she says. You ride it slow at first, hips grinding along the length of her blade, gasping at the pressure. When you speed up, she still doesn’t move. “Use it,” she commands. You come hard, shaking above her sword, whispering her name like a prayer. That’s when she finally gets up. “Now,” she says, undoing her robes, “I’ll give you something sharper to come on.”
12. After Battle, Covered in Blood, With Her Face Between Your Thighs
She’s not clean yet. The blood’s still drying on her chest, the sweat still clinging to her neck—but the second she sees you waiting by the fire, she drops to her knees. She spreads your thighs apart and eats you like she hasn’t tasted peace in months. Her tongue is sharp, her grip even sharper, fingers bruising your thighs as she keeps you still. “You keep me alive,” she murmurs between licks, “so I’ll worship you properly.” You don’t argue—not with your legs over her shoulders and her mouth making you scream into the night.
13. In the Dojo, On Her Knees, Hands Behind Her Back.
You’d never expect Mizu to kneel for anyone—but tonight, she does. She strips her own kimono, folds her hands behind her, and bows her head before you. “Command me,” she says. And you do. You ride her face slowly, pulling her hair, grinding on her mouth until she moans into you. It’s intoxicating—seeing her so undone for you. But when you come, she licks you clean and stands with a gleam in her eye. “Now,” she says, cracking her knuckles, “my turn.”
The original post only has US helplines. I've added UK helplines underneath. It would be great if people could add numbers from everywhere in the world.
Depression Hotline: 1-630-482-9696
Suicide Hotline: 1-800-784-8433
LifeLine: 1-800-273-8255
Trevor Project: 1-866-488-7386
Sexuality Support: 1-800-246-7743
Eating Disorders Hotline: 1-847-831-3438
Rape and Sexual Assault: 1-800-656-4673
Grief Support: 1-650-321-5272
Runaway: 1-800-843-5200, 1-800-843-5678, 1-800-621-4000
Exhale: After Abortion Hotline/Pro-Voice: 1-866-4394253
Child Abuse: 1-800-422-4453
UK Helplines:
Samaritans (for any problem): 08457909090 e-mail jo@samaritans.org
Childline (for anyone under 18 with any problem): 08001111
Mind infoline (mental health information): 0300 123 3393 e-mail: info@mind.org.uk
Mind legal advice (for people who need mental-health related legal advice): 0300 466 6463 legal@mind.org.uk
b-eat eating disorder support: 0845 634 14 14 (only open Mon-Fri 10.30am-8.30pm and Saturday 1pm-4.30pm) e-mail: help@b-eat.co.uk
b-eat youthline (for under 25's with eating disorders): 08456347650 (open Mon-Fri 4.30pm - 8.30pm, Saturday 1pm-4.30pm)
Cruse Bereavement Care: 08444779400 e-mail: helpline@cruse.org.uk
Frank (information and advice on drugs): 0800776600
Drinkline: 0800 9178282
Rape Crisis England & Wales: 0808 802 9999 1(open 2 - 2.30pm 7 - 9.30pm) e-mail info@rapecrisis.org.uk
Rape Crisis Scotland: 08088 01 03 02 every day, 6pm to midnight
India Self Harm Hotline: 00 08001006614
India Suicide Helpline: 022-27546669
Kids Help Phone (Canada): 1-800-668-6868, Free and available 24/7
suicide hotlines;
Argentina: 54-0223-493-0430
Australia: 13-11-14
Austria: 01-713-3374
Barbados: 429-9999
Belgium: 106
Botswana: 391-1270
Brazil: 21-233-9191
Canada: 1-800-448-3000
China: 852-2382-0000
(Hong Kong: 2389-2222)
Costa Rica: 606-253-5439
Croatia: 01-4833-888
Cyprus: 357-77-77-72-67
Czech Republic: 222-580-697, 476-701-908
Denmark: 70-201-201
Egypt: 762-1602
Estonia: 6-558-088
Finland: 040-5032199
France: 01-45-39-4000
Germany: 0800-181-0721
Greece: 1018
Guatemala: 502-234-1239
Holland: 0900-0767
Honduras: 504-237-3623
Hungary: 06-80-820-111
Iceland: 44-0-8457-90-90-90
Israel: 09-8892333
Italy: 06-705-4444
Japan: 3-5286-9090
Latvia: 6722-2922, 2772-2292
Malaysia: 03-756-8144
(Singapore: 1-800-221-4444)
Mexico: 525-510-2550
Netherlands: 0900-0767
New Zealand: 4-473-9739
New Guinea: 675-326-0011
Nicaragua: 505-268-6171
Norway: 47-815-33-300
Philippines: 02-896-9191
Poland: 52-70-000
Portugal: 239-72-10-10
Russia: 8-20-222-82-10
Spain: 91-459-00-50
South Africa: 0861-322-322
South Korea: 2-715-8600
Sweden: 031-711-2400
Switzerland: 143
Taiwan: 0800-788-995
Thailand: 02-249-9977
Trinidad and Tobago: 868-645-2800
Ukraine: 0487-327715