#❄ tasks

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❄ it's beginning to look a lot like... the new directions (and friends), are coming home and the holiday season is drawing closer - that means it's time for our first roleplay task - a little pre-opening exercise to get you into the swing of things. as will always be the case in this roleplay, all tasks are optional, but encouraged !!

your task will be to show your character coming back home to ohio, from where it is they are currently living. you can fill this task through self paras/drabbles, journal entries, graphics, moodboards, headcanons, or any other way you see fit !! feel free to get creative with this, there is no right or wrong way to fill this task.

be sure to tag your task with the following: #gleefulinspo & #gleeful:musename ( ie. gleeful:quinn ).

❄ example task fills:

self para

journal entry

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moodboard by @chennqingg | divider by @jiyascepter

Soothing Your Aches

Jotun!King!Loki x fem!Æsir!Queen!Reader

Summary: Your caring husband is always there to soothe your aches - no matter when or where.

Warnings: protective!Loki, pregnancy stuff, nudity, bit of suggestive smut, fluuuff

Word Count: 1,7k

a/n: This lil' oneshot is based on an idea from @eleniblue ! I just had to write it, because it's so sweet! Also, I'm so sorry it took me sooo long to get this posted... Hope you like it nevertheless. 🥰

Ice Flower AU Masterlist ❄ Loki Masterlist ❄ Masterlist

"Have you seen the queen?" Loki addressed one of your personal guards, Ivan, as he was rushing down the corridor towards the throne room; emerald green cape flying behind him.

Ivan nodded. "Yes, my king. Your wife was searching for you. I told her you were out in the city." The king of Jotunheim nodded. "Where did she go?" "I saw her going into the direction of the royal chambers, your majesty."

Loki snorted, "I just came from there, Ivan. She isn't there." and gritted his teeth; feeling the anger - caused by his worry, rise within his body. The king just couldn't help himself. It was the fault of his instincts to protect what was his - like so often.

Loki took a deep breath; trying to control his temper. "You have one job, Ivan! Keeping an eye on the queen and her safe whenever I'm away is the only task you've been burdened with - and you fail." The king shook his head, while Ivan obediently lowered his head. "I apologise, my king, I-" The young Jotun tried to explain, but got immediately interrupted. "She is pregnant, for the Norns sake! This isn't just about my wife anymore!"

Ivan swallowed visibly; fear reflecting in his ruby eyes. Loki still tried to keep his anger at bay; knowing that this was the first mistake of your guard. He tried to have mercy.

"I-I know, y-your highness, b-but-" Ivan got interrupted once more. "You are dismissed for today. Now get out of my sight, before I change my mind."

The guard knew that this was his king showing forgiveness and mercy, so he bowed, "T-Thank you, m-my king." and quickly left.

Loki took another deep breath, before he decided to ask one of the maids about your whereabout.

"Tola," his deep voice caused the blond haired maid, who was currently cleaning his presence chamber, to jump slightly and shriek up. "King Loki! Apologies!" She curtsied. "You scared me a bit." Loki shook his head. "I should apologise. I didn��t mean to scare you... Do you know where my wife is?" She nodded. "Sure, my king. Queen Y/N told me that she was going to take a bath in the royal bathing chamber. I offered my help, but she wished to be alone."

A relieved breath left the Jotun's lips. "Thank you." Tola curtsied once more. "Of course, your highness." With a curd nod, Loki turned on his heels and left again; his feet leading him straight towards the bathing chamber.

He could already smell the scent of your soaps and rich oils miles away. It caused him to smile.

Once he entered the bathing chamber, warm, wet air and slight steam welcomed him - alongside your beautiful voice humming an old Norse song.

It's been a long day for the king and all he wished now was to spend time with you and especially to take care of you, as well as the growing offspring within your womb.

Loki quickly started to undress, until he wore nothing more than his loin cloth. Sure, he could've joined you completely nude, but the king didn't wish to 'pressure you' into something. He wanted to take care of you - and if it would include making love, he wasn't going to complain. If not, Loki was more than alright with it.

Smiling, he rounded the corner to face the big pool you were in; leaning against the edge with your head tilted back and eyes closed. One hand held onto the edge, while the other was cupping your swollen belly; gently stroking the wet skin.

Loki watched you for a moment; admired the absolute stunning woman he had married.

"I hope you don't mind if I join you, my queen?"

Your eyes immediately flew open at your husband's words and you looked over; meeting his beautiful ruby eyes.

You smiled.

"No, of course not. In fact, it is highly appreciated. Please do join me, my king." Loki ran a hand through his now damp curls and proceeded to step inside the water and swim over to you.

You welcomed your husband with open arms, of course, given the fact that you hadn't seen him almost the whole day.

"Hello," you whispered against his lips; crossing your arms behind his neck. Loki smirked; wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you as close as your almost five-month-bump allowed. "Hello, Flower." The gap between the two of you quickly melted away, as your lips moulded perfectly against Loki's.

After exchanging several much needed kisses, Loki settled behind you against the quite comfortably built pool edge; pulling you back against his bare chest.

"How are you feeling today, love?" He asked in a gentle voice. His hands came to rest underneath your belly; supporting the weight of your bump. "Honestly?" You sighed. "It could be better. The muscles in my back hurt, just like my feet do. I have stomach cramps already the whole day and felt very dizzy this morning. That's why I decided to take a bath; hoping it would relax my muscles and ease the pain at least a bit."

Loki nuzzled the wet skin of your neck and pulled you even closer against him. "Apologies, Flower. I hate to see you in pain and struggling." Your husband's lips trailed a path of soft kisses from your shoulder up to the shell of your ear. You couldn't help but smile; feeling the butterflies within you running wild. Wild for this man.

"Can I do something for you, my queen? I wish to help." Your smile even widened. Loki was the best husband you could've wished for. "Especially since I am the one to blame for this..." You could practically hear the smirk and playfulness in his voice - and giggled. "Don't say this like we both didn't wish for it to happen." "Well... Point taken." A deep chuckle rumbled through his chest, before he breathed another kiss on the side of your neck.

"Now, how can I help, Flower?"

"Hmm..." You thought; being already way too lost and addicted to his touch. You barely saw him today, after all... "Perhaps a massage later? But for now, just hold me, please. I enjoy your warmth and touch-" You felt a nudge against your abdominal wall and bladder, causing you to smile. "Just like the twins," you completed your sentence.

Loki hummed behind you; thumbs starting to trace a pattern in the naked skin on the underside of your bump. "As you wish, my darling."

After the bath, Loki wrapped you up in a big, fluffy, warm towel, and even carried you back towards your shared chambers.

"There we are..." He said; gently kicking the door shut with his foot. You just smiled with your head tucked in the crook of his neck; inhaling his scent. Loki set you down on your spacious marital bed and pressed a sweet kiss on your lips, before he quickly crossed the room in order to tend to the fireplace. The fire was still burning. Loki just had to make sure it was enough to keep you warm.

"Are you warm enough, my queen?" You nodded; giving him a loving, but definitely drowsy smile. "Currently, yes. Now come here, please..." Loki smiled, "In a moment, Flower." and winked, before he vanished in the bathroom, in order to fetch the best massage oils in the whole kingdom. You received them from a healer on Asgard.

Your husband took the comfortable chair, which stood a bit offsides and actually served as an extra seating possibility in front of the fireplace and sat down beside your side of the bed. His free hand inched closer to your body, while he threw you a smouldering look.

"May I unwrap you, Flower? I heard you are in need of my hands." Mischievous, naughty scamp, you thought with a giggle. "Please do, dear husband."

Loki helped you to free your upper body of its confines, but made sure that your legs and feet were still covered in furs and keeping you warm.

"Turn on your side for me, my love." You did what he said; presenting him your bare back. It was a bit of an awkward angle, but there was no other way than this for a massage. You couldn't turn on your stomach - for obvious reasons.

"There we go." Loki squeezed some oil on his big palm, made sure to coat his other palm as well and then started to gently massage your uptight muscles. "Mhhh..." You sighed as he worked on a particular tight knot. The king chuckled lowly. "Your reaction tells me that I must be doing something right. Does it feel good?" You giggled; nodding. "It always feels good when you touch me, my king. No matter the situation." "Thank the Norns then that I enjoy touching you very much. No matter the situation." You could practically hear the smirk on his lips. "Win win situation, sweetheart."

After Loki massaged your sore and aching back, you felt way better and relaxed - but your husband wasn't finished yet.

"Would my lovely wife turn on her back again? I think there are cramps who need to be eased as well..." You smiled; following his instructions once more.

The king's eyes travelled from your face down the length of your upper body; lingering on your bump for a moment longer, before his ruby eyes returned to meet your Y/E/C ones.

"You are stunningly beautiful, my queen. Absolutely radiant. Perfect, for me." You couldn't stop your cheeks from redding at his words. "Thank you." Loki leaned over to kiss you lovingly, then began to gently rub the oil in the skin of your belly as well.

You never thought that it would feel this good, but it did - and the babies seemed to enjoy it as well. You could sense it. "They pretty much enjoy the touch of their father," you giggled; looking at Loki. He smiled; nodding amusingly. "I can positively feel it, yes." You giggled again. "Now shush, my queen. Rest and just enjoy," he teased you a bit. "Yes, my king." You took a deep breath and closed your eyes; trying to be calm. You were kinda surprised that it worked that well.

In fact it probably worked too good...

"I'm relieved to see that this seems to help you." Loki got no response. "Flower? Love?" Frowning, he lifted his head - only to see that you slept in. The king smiled; placed a gentle kiss on your forehead and made sure to tuck you properly in.

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❄︎ ━━━━━━ 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲

❄︎ ━━━ PAIRING: SEUNGMIN X READER  ❄︎ ━━━ CW: DOM!SEUNGMIN, SUB!READER, MASTER!SEUNGMIN, PUPPY!READER, PET PLAY, BONDAGE/SHIBARI, SIR KINK, HOLE/CLIT INSPECTION, DEGRADING/PRAISE, CLIT SLAPPING, UNPROTECTED SEX, CREAMPIES [2[, PET/DEGRADING NAMES (BUB[S], PUP/PUPPY, MUTT), COLLAR + LEASH,  TRAFFIC LIGHT SYSTEM, ORAL (M. REC), DEEPTHROATING, CHOKING, PUBIC HAIR MENTIONS, BEGGING, COCK WARMING, EDGING, ALLUDES TO AFTERCARE ❄︎ ━━━ WC: 2K ❄︎ ━━━ NOTE:  ❄︎ ━━━ 18+ work!! minors and ageless/blank blogs DNI! you will be blocked, put an indicator on your blog somewhere that you are 18+ before interacting with this work/blog

     Seungmin made it look easy. Granted, Y/n had never actually watched her boyfriend wrap her body in rope. But it seemed like an easy task!

     She had watched a few videos before attempting it. Finding Seungmin’s stash of bondage rope, she stripped down and sat on their bed. Unraveling the rope and pulling and replaying the tutorial, messing up steps, and having to restart the damn thing all over again.

     Around the fifth or sixth time of trying to wrap herself up, she kind of succeeded. Not in the way she wanted which frustrated her. But now she was frustrated and got herself tied in a knot damn near.

     Y/n let out a frustrated groan before trying to untie the knots— she didn’t know how she did it. Trying to pull one end from another. Losing her hold on the rope or not managing to get a good grip to pull it apart. She groaned with frustration each time before her apartment door unlocked. Y/n froze and looked up towards the bedroom door.

     “You home bubs?” Seungmin called into the apartment. 

     Y/n got to work quicker. Trying to undo the knots before her boyfriend got into the room.

     “Bubs?” Seungmin called again as he made his way to their bedroom.

     Seungmin opened the door to their bedroom to the sight before him. His girlfriend was all tied up in rope, trying to get free. He looked over her body before his eyes landed on hers. Silently pleading for him to help her.

     “Get yourself stuck puppy?” Seungmin asked, dropping his bag and walking over to the bed, not trying to hide his smile

     “Wanted to surprise you…” Y/n told him as he got to their bed.

     “You did surprise me pup,” Seungmin reassured her and cupped her cheeks.

     “I did?” Y/n asked

     “Yes, puppy. Not every day I expect to come home and find you all tied up and easy for me to use.”

     Y/n yelped as he pushed her onto her back, pulling her to the edge of the bed. “Didn’t grab anything else?”

     “No sir, just rope.”

     Seungmin smiled and moved away from her, returning a few moments later. Fixing her collar around her neck and ears on her head. Seungmin smiled and ruffled her hair. 

     “Stupid little puppy,” Seungmin smiled.

     Glancing down at her exposed hole. Her lips glistened with her slick. 

     “Did you touch yourself too?” Seungmin asked, running his fingers through her folds

     “No sir,” Y/n shook her head 

     Seungmin hummed in response. Pushing two fingers inside of her. Seeing if she had fingered herself before he came home. Y/n let out a small whine as he slowly moved his fingers in and out of her. “Get this wet from trying to tie yourself up?”

     “Yes sir,” Y/n answered

     Seungmin pulled his fingers out of her and moved his thumb to graze over her clit. Ran his thumb back and forth on the bud just as slowly as he was pumping his fingers in and out of her.

     “Help Sir…”

     “Help with what? Use your words.”

     “Help with the ropes, Sir,” Y/n whined

     “Wanna get out of your little mess?” Seungmin asked, slowly pulling himself off of his pants so she didn't notice 

     “Yes, please. Want out of my mess sir,” Y/n whined

     “Alright, pup. Let me help you.”

     Seungmin pressed down more on her clit and slipped his cock inside her hole. Y/n moaned as he stretched her out, “Sir.”

     “Just helping you out pup,” Seungmin smiled down at her, “Gotta help you remember the rules while I’m at it.”

     There it was. Seungmin was a master at giving her a false sense of hope when it came to the bedroom.

     “Tell me the rules pup,” Seungmin told her and started thrusting in and out of her

     “Don’t touch sir’s toys,” Y/n whined as he grabbed onto a piece of the rope.

     “What other rule did you break?” Seungmin asked, rubbing her clit a little faster than he was before

     “Don’t get on the bed… without sir’s permission.” 

     “Good girl,” Seungmin pulled out of her and away from her clit, just to slap her clit a few times with the tip of his cock.

     Y/n arched her back up before he pushed her back down on the bed and slammed back into her. 

     “Haven’t forgotten your training, have you?”

     “No sir.” 

     Slowly Seungmin started pulling the knot apart. Getting her untangled all while still thrusting into her. Y/n felt her little self prison being loosened little by little. Eventually, she was just lying on the rope under her. 

     “Thank you, sir,” Y/n whined as he delivered a hard thrust into her. 

     “Good manners, mutt,” Seungmin spread her legs open, leaning forward a bit as he bullied himself into her. 

     Keeping a grip on her thighs as she tried to close them. “Sir,” Y/n whined, gripping their bed sheets

     “Use your words, puppy,” Seungmin growled

     “Wanna cum, please,” Y/n begged as her walls clenched around him

     “No pup.”

     “Please, Sir! I’ll be a good puppy. Just wanna cum!”

     Seungmin landed a slap on the inside of her thigh, making her jump. “Punishment pup. Broke two rules. Don't get to cum.”

     “Pleasepleaseplease.”

     Seungmin moved to hold onto her throat, stopping her begging. “Said no mutt. You don't get to cum till I say so. Just get to hold mine,” Seungmin groaned as he pushed in hard one last time and she felt his warm seed fill her up.

     She looked up at him with bleeding eyes as her walls milked him. After a couple of moments, he pulled his hand away from her neck and stood straight. Pulling himself out of her and watching some of his cum drip out of her. He pushed it back in with two fingers.

     “On your knees pup,” Seungmin instructed as he pulled his fingers out of her. 

    Y/n slowly got on the ground and sat on her knees in front of him, looking up and waiting. “Clean up.”

     Y/n leaned forward and opened her mouth. Maneuvering his soft dick into her mouth. She wrapped her lips around him and ran her tongue around him. 

   Seungmin grabbed the back of her head and pushed himself down her throat. Y/n moaned around his cock as her nose hit his pubic hair. Seungmin kept her there for a moment, getting harder in her throat then pulled her off. Y/n coughed and caught her breath as he tilted her head back to look up at him. 

     “Good job,” He kissed her lips which Y/n gladly responded to. Not noticing him reaching behind her for the rope till he pulled away and tucked himself back in his pants she saw it

     “Color?” Seungmin asked

     “Green,” Y/n answered 

     Slowly, Seungmin started properly wrapping her body in the rope. Making sure everything sat right on her and didn’t hurt.

     “There you go pup. Got your harness on,” Seungmin smiled, “Living room.”

     Y/n went to stand up only for him to push her down and tsk at her. He walked off for a moment and came back just to attach a leash to her collar and pull her onto her hands and knees. “Come on mutt.”

     Y/n crawled out of the room behind him on her leash into the living room. Seungmin led her over to the couch and sat down her at the foot of it, telling her to stay put. Wrapping the leash around the coffee table and walking off. Just leaving her next to the couch to do his own thing. 

     Y/n sat there on her hands and knees waiting. Seungmin came back after a few minutes and sat on the couch next to her. Smiling as he turned on the TV. Hearing the sound of an announcer, she knew his baseball game was tonight. 

    Going about everything like a normal night. Instead of cuddling up on the couch with him, he had her on a leash and the ground. 

     Seungmin glanced at her every few seconds to check on her. Smiling at how much of a good girl he had. 

     “Come here pup,” He said as he leaned down and unclipped her leash. 

     Y/n crawled over and sat in front of him. “Lap pup.” Seungmin chuckled

     Y/n climbed up onto his lap, straddling him. “Been so good for me,” Seungmin smiled and cupped her face, “Turn around.”

     Y/n got up and turned around. Seungmin pulled his cock out of his sweats again and gently guided her down to sit on him. Y/n moaned as he was fully inside her. Seungmin pulled her back against his chest and wrapped his arms around her.

     “Keep sir’s cock warm till he’s ready to use you again, okay?” Seungmin said behind her.

     “Yes, sir.” Y/n nodded

     Y/n relaxed into him, leaning back into his warmth. The idol rested his chin on her shoulder, watching his game. And opting to have a little fun with his girlfriend. His fingers ghosted her clit a couple of times. Her slight movements kept him entertained more than his game. 

     Pressing harder on her clit and rubbing circles while she tried not to move or make a noise. But none of her whimpers escaped his ears. Seungmin pressed on, bringing her close to the edge before pulling her orgasm from her. Only picking up the movements again when she was relaxed against him. Enjoying the whines as he edged her a few more times and then flipped their position. Pushing her face first on the couch. Ass up in their air as he plunged into her.

     Y/n moaned into the cushions as Seungmin picked up his pace from the bedroom. One hand held her down while the other grabbed onto the armrest of the sofa, leaning over her.

     His hips slammed into her ass while she moaned under. Being held completely still while he just used her hole. Bullying his cock into her till he hit that one spot inside of her and made her brain go blank. “Right there,” Seungmin chuckled as he adjusted and slammed his cock head into the spot again.

     He moved his hand from the back of her head to the bondage harness. Pulling her up, telling her to put her hands on the armrest. Y/n held herself up as one of his hands moved to hold her waist while the other went under her. Seungmin’s fingers found her clit again and rubbed quick circles along it while he kept aiming for her g-spot. 

     “Fuck,” Y/n whined. Between his previous edging and this, her orgasm was approaching it’s peak very quickly

     “Gonna cum for sir, puppy?” Seungmin grunted behind her

     “Yes sir! Please let me cum!” Y/n yelled into the room

     Seungmin said nothing but picked up the pace with his fingers. Rubbing her faster while he walls pulsed around him. Her begs filling up his ears. “Go ahead pup.”

     Y/n shook as her orgasm finally hit. Losing her place on the armrest to lay back down on the couch as she rode her orgasm out. Seungmin grabbed both her arms and held them against her back as he continued pounding into her. Walls tight around him but it didn’t stop him. Going as fast as he could to his own orgasm again before he was filling her up. 

     “There we go,” Seungmin groaned as he stilled inside her. Letting her sensitive walls milk him as she started coming down from her high.

     “Thank you sir,” Y/n whimpered as she turned her head to the side.

     “You’re welcome pup,” Seungmin replied as he finally pulled out.

     Y/n whined at the loss of his cock while Seungmin started unwrapping her bindings to get them both cleaned up.

     “Did a good job pup.” Seungmin said as he pulled her up and pecked her lips, “Let’s go get clean now.

     “Want more.”

     “Later.” Seungmin promised.

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[Note: This post is about tropical astrology. Remember I'm no way a professional astrologer so take it as a grain of salt ✧]

Part 5

❄︎ 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 might be controversial, they're the type of people who tells you about their ideals & beliefs but gets mad when someone doesn't agree with them. Since capricorn is an earth sign, they're often stubborn or might be close minded and may force/argue with your point.

❄︎ 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐬/𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 are so easy to spot, if you know that they're smart or see someone who's tall or them in a group super chatty & wanting to go somewhere, chances are they're most probably a sagittarius moon. (Or maybe I just attract a lot of sagittarius moons in my life)

❄︎ 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐲 could indicate that you have conflicts/arguments with women in your life like your mother or female friends/colleagues. Something that you said could easily trigger them.

❄︎ 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐬 are most likely the ones that skips grades or grabs concepts easily.

❄︎ I wouldn't be surprised if 𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐨 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬/𝐌𝐞𝐫���𝐮𝐫𝐲 love language is roasting ppl. Like damn y'all can be mean sometimes 😭 I'm also convinced y'all are sadist

❄︎ 𝐓𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬 are so attractive especially if they have an 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬 , even if they don't fit with your standards of beauty something about them is captivating.

❄︎ If you see attractive ppl that are famous online, chances are they have 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝟏𝟏𝐇 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬. Aquarius & 11H deals with technology (social media/online platforms) & Venus is the planet of beauty.

(Bonus of they have venus in Libra/Taurus/7H/2H.)

❄︎ 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞 (𝟏, 𝟏𝟑, 𝟐𝟓) skin could easily turn red when drinking if not the red tone on their skin is prominent

❄︎ 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬 - 𝐍𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞/𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞/𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬. They have an unconditional love & are quite dreamy people. They might also fantasize about their ideal type/partner, this might explain why they like to read romance books to escape reality or live in a fantasy world.

❄︎ I think 𝐋𝐞𝐨 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭 are attracted to older men with their 𝐀𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭. Traditionally Saturn rules Aquarius so this could mean that Leo ASC are attracted to older/mature spouse.

❄︎ Oppositely, I think 𝐀𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭 are attracted to younger spouses with their 𝐋𝐞𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭. As Leo's have this childlike energy around them.

𝐴𝑆𝑇𝐸𝑅𝑂𝐼𝐷𝑆

❄︎ 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐬 (𝟑𝟕𝟏𝟏𝟕) 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐭 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 are people that can be self absorbed & focus solely on themselves. They only think of what can benefit them, if those work they think won't benefit them in any way they will not do it. They can't risk putting an important task at hand above their comfort & as a result they might be lazy.

❄︎ 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐬 (𝟑𝟕𝟏𝟏𝟕) 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐭 𝐀𝐒𝐂 can be seen as arrogant/stuck up people. They might be too prideful & won't admit their faults/mistakes.

❄︎ 𝐍𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐬 (𝟕𝟎𝟔𝟔) 𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 & 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐭 might not tolerate with children & female/mother figures. They might purposely say hurtful words & lower other people's self esteem to feel better about themselves.

❄︎ 𝐍𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐬 (𝟕𝟎𝟔𝟔) 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧/𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐬 might indicate being abused/manipulated by authority/father figures.

❄︎ 𝐃𝐞𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐫𝐚 (𝟏𝟓𝟕) 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐭 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬 might not be into relationships due to their past experiences. For example, toxic relationships from their partners being manipulative/abusive. Especially if this asteroid is prominent in men, they might've suffered abuse from women before.

❄︎ 𝐃𝐞𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐫𝐚 (𝟏𝟓𝟕) - 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐲, 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐞/𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐭 could indicate being bullied in your younger years like primary/kindergarten by classmates or by your siblings.

Thank you for reading this far & wishing you a great day ahead! Till then ❄️

~ 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑥𝑜𝑥𝑜26 🌸✨ ll masterlist

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[j0kers-light]

currently thinking about j with an anemic gf ✊😔 i need a bf who can support me and my sleepiness and random lightheadedness 😫. i need a nap buddy 😪 and shout out to all my fellow people with rarer types of anemia that don’t just affect iron 😔😔✊

Hey hi anon!!! 🖤✨

HUGE shout out for representation!! Anemia does not just affect iron levels. Let’s discuss in detail love. This one is personal. Cheers to the anemic gurls! As always, I hope you enjoy!

You’ve been diagnosed with anemia for years (not just assuming you have it and tossing the condition around like its a character trait🙄) Moving on.....

It’s more complex than just low iron levels in your case; you are literally fighting for your life since you lack blood cells. It messes up everything in some way shape or fashion.

For example 👀 Your heart needs blood and oxygen to function. No surprise it decides to stop working when its starved of those two key ingredients and its aggravated by heat.

As a result, you’re constantly sleepy/weak and Joker pokes fun at you for falling asleep mid conversation or during simple tasks.

You can't help it! You have limited energy and to compensate, you take lots of naps. One every day that last at least two hours although you can sleep for much longer.

(Chaos once slept for an entire day much to my family's horror. Back to the hc!)

Joker thinks its cute when you curl up somewhere and crash for hours at a time. All you need is a blanket and a cool environment and its a wrap. An earthquake couldn't wake you.

Joker loves to find you fast asleep because he can join you and be as clingy as he wants. Nap dates are 100% a thing in this relationship and they happen anytime, anywhere.

Since you're so weak, you need a strong protector. Joker turns you into a blanket burrito and then holds you like his personal teddy bear. Remember Joker walking into his meeting with you in his arms from No Disrespect? Same concept anon.

And let's not talk about how your anemia affects your menstrual cycle. Let's just not. Bottom line, you run the risk of being admitted to the hospital it’s that bad. True story. 👀

You had no reason to tell Joker about your medical conditions because HIPAA is a thing so he's completely unaware that you have severe anemia.

You have an extensive jacket and blanket collection and you wear hoodies year round. It makes for an odd sight in the summer.

Your hands are always cold to the touch and Joker asks if you're related to Mr. Fries. 🙄❄ J jumps in shock when you touch him unexpectedly they're that cold.

Joker loves to "warm up his Bunny" (I hc Joker running like a furnace so he is the perfect boyfriend if you're anemic!)

You forgot your jacket? Joker pulls you in for a hug. Too cold at night? Hehe well.... 😏

Joker doesn't like when you space out. You get this glassy look in your eye and it takes you a while to come after he calls your name multiple times. You just mentally check out.

That's your body not having enough blood cells to carry oxygen to your brain. You literally do a Windows shutdown before coming back online with a slurred "huh?"

You reassure Joker that you're fine but he's not convinced. 👀

You hate the summer. Period.

Joker thought since you're always cold, the warm temp would be perfect, but you refuse to go out if the weather is higher than 88 degrees.

Joker finds out why extreme heat + anemic!Y/n = disaster the hard way.

Joker dragged you out of the apartment to an outdoor event claiming that you needed some 'sun.'

You would enjoy the event were it not a record breaking 99 degrees outside. You are short of breath but Joker is having fun so you grin and suffer in silence.

The first hour is okay, your Fitbit doesn't send you any health alerts. However your condition can happen suddenly and without warning. Its only a matter of time before you go tap out.

One second your laughing at something Joker said, the next, you skip the lightheaded phase and enter the dangerous cardiac stage of your condition.

Joker's voice sounds fathoms away and the loud festival becomes background noise as your heart fails. Your smart watch is beeping like crazy and the sound of it steals Joker's attention away from scanning the crowd for threats.

You have that spaced out look that he doesn't like.

"Bunny?" Joker's own heart skips a beat when your eyes roll back and you faint into his arms.

People nearby scream at the sight and Joker was left in a pickle. Yes, he wants to get you medical attention, but he can't draw too much attention to himself while doing so. Every second is precious and he tries to keep a level head to think of what to do.

Thankfully the local EMTs have personnel nearby for these types of emergencies and they rush over. Poor Joker is pushed to the side as the professionals notice your medical bracelet and get to work.

Joker tried to remain calm as they shock your heart and then start an IV on you.

He shivers feeling the AC being pumped into the medical building onsite. You would love the cool temperature if only you were awake. What was wrong with his Light?

Did someone poison you while he wasn't watching? Were you sick and he hadn't noticed? Nothing was making any sense to him.

"You her spouse?"

Joker blinked in shock at the random question being asked. The EMT repeated the question until Joker nodded along.

Joker looked the part so the medic continued along.

"Okay... well she had another vasovagal syncope episode. You know the drill. Dehydration, her anemia upsets her heart and add in the extreme heat; here we are. We gave Y/n her normal cocktail of vitamins before she suffered an actual heart attack, but I suggest taking her home out of the heat and keep an eye on her. She'll be drowsy for the next few hours but nothing she's not used to. If she starts to regress, call 911. Uh sir? I’m not done!"

All Joker heard was heart attack before he rushed to your side.

Imagine his surprise seeing you sitting up on the medic cot, cracking jokes with the field nurse. You were fine compared to the bunny that collapsed into his arms almost two hour ago. The nurse was removing your IV line when you spotted Joker standing in the doorway.

You waved your empty juice box at him. "There's my lover boy! Look, they gave me orange juice!"

You have some explaining to do when he gets you home. There's no way this is normal to you.

sadly it is J. 🥹

[anmaje]

S&Co Sherlock recommended Vivaldi to John and I Lost My Mind

The fact that our Sherlock Holmes recommended Vivaldi to John so suddenly and apruptly is something SO personal! When I read a transcript of the mailbag episode (thank you @eardefenders ) I could NOT stop thinking about it, and have been listening to his many wonderful concertos since. I work in a church choir and am therefore somewhat classically trained, I have also played violin for many years as a child, and still do at times, so allow me to go on a geeky tirade about Antonio Vivaldi and Sherlock's understanding of John.

🎻🌱🌻🍂❄

In the second mailbag episode, a question is asked "If you could make a Spotify playlist for eachother of your own favourite songs, what would some of the highlights be [...] ?"

John answers with the rockband Elbow, who use orchestra and especially strings in their music. Which is why he recommends it to armature violinist Sherlock Holmes. Sherlock says that he would probably never make such a playlist, as he wouldn't find the task fulfilling, but he has an epiphany and IMMEDIATELY interrupts himself, not even finishing his sentence, and he simply says "Vivaldi". I have not heard the delivery of this line(cause I'm poor ✌), but the fact that the answer falls to him so suddenly and it simply MUST leave him immediately so John hears is delicious characterisation. Sherlock also answers with pop, as John likes popculture (a somewhat less personal answer, but still very considerate).

After another question it is established that Vivaldi isn't even a favourite of Sherlock's. He much prefers Mozart, Bach(I will come back to Bach) and Tchaikovsky.  Now Sherlock is a violinist, so there is no way he has escaped the genius of Antonio Vivaldi, like he's escaped pop. And so this recommendation is really because he feels John would like it.

But why does Sherlock think that? What would John Watson, a middle class everyman, like about Vivaldi?

Let me tell you:

When we analyse the symbolic meaning of instrumental classical(in this case baroque) music, we often look at the biography of the composer (Vivaldi gives us a little more to work with, which I will return to). I will start here. Antonio Vivaldi of Venice was taught the violin by his father and was ordained at 25 but didn't work as a priest for long due to illness. He instead became a violin teacher and composer. (Who else do we know that took up a very respected line of work but ended up where his father did? Why John Watson of course!) Vivaldi taught abandoned girls at an orphanage for more than 30 years, and saw immense potential in them and their education. The most talented of the girls stayed into adulthood as a part of their renowned orchestra and choir. He wrote most of his music for these girls and women to perform. He also took the talented singer Anna Tessiseri Giro and her sister under his wing, and Anna became his protégé. What a great guy! Supporting the talents of young women! Of course John would love him.

Going into Vivaldi's musical genius, we have to talk about baroque music. Vivaldi left a huge mark on the late baroque period. Especially the form of concertos which I won't bore you with (🤓), but also the general style of the period. That style is characterised by grand ornamentation (like the baroque in general), driving movement (in rythm) and contrast such as ascending and descending notes. All this produces beautiful an grand pieces. Additionally, Vivaldi used melodic  repetition(his critics say too much), which is what gets the new hit pop song stuck in our heads. Something our John is very prone to suffer under. Vivaldi also took a narrative approach to music. Not only through his many operas, but also in his concertos. Everyone knows his Four Seasons, whether you want to or not. He wrote four concertos, one for each season, and for each season there was an accompanying sonnet(which he presumably wrote). These concertos and sonnets depict both the gentleness and wrath of nature, all beautiful. But also people: herders, shepherds, drunk peasants celebrating the harvest and hunters. These are working people that Vivaldi chose to portray. John has a working class background, despite his social climb, he still shares most empathy with these people. Of course he would enjoy a celebration of their troubles and joys throughout the year.

Now back to Bach. A baroque man that Sherlock enjoys. The baroque ends with Bach, that is atleast what I've been taught. All of the period leads up to him. His complicated polyphonic(2 or more lines of melody at once) pieces are iconic and definitive of the period. And who inspired J. S. Bach? Well Vivaldi of course! Bach adapted several of Vivaldi's works and quoted him directly in his own compositions. Bach used bigger orchestras and different instruments (organ and harpsichord as he played them himself) and his works are generally more complicated than Vivaldi's Italian one-melody-centric works, but Bach is the metaphorical student! And Sherlock must absolutely be aware of this.

To me reading the mailbag episode, Sherlock started out uninterested, but the question had him think through his favourites. All complicated and very much not to John's tastes. But when thinking of Bach he went back to Vivaldi, which you must, and he is different. Vivaldi the sick priest, Vivaldi the teacher, the life long supporter of young womens' and abandoned girls' careers. Creative Vivaldi, Vivaldi the storyteller, which John is also. Vivaldi who celebrates nature and the dramatic lives of incredibly normal working people. Vivaldi and his repetitive melodies, although not in Sherlock's taste, fits John's so well. Vivaldi who inspired Bach. John who inspires Sherlock. ❤🎻

Tirade over! Thank you for reading. If you want to listen to some of Vivaldi's work I recommend The Four Seasons and a spot near a window with a suitable drink for the weather in your part of the world. For Bach you might want to look up whether your local church/music school holds concerts or similar events where Bach features, organ is a thousand times better live (if not, stick to his piano or string work).

[paddys-bulletin]

❄ It's Always Sunny Gift Exchange!

Let's celebrate the upcoming winter holiday season with a small digital gift exchange! Given the size of our fandom, we don't have any strict rules for this event; participants are allowed to create any form of art that fits the task. 

Event Schedule: Sign-up period: Nov 4 - Nov 11 Task given: ~Nov 12 - 14  Check-in: Dec 15  Gift reveal/posting: Dec 25 - Jan 1 ❄ Sign-up Form If you have any questions, drop them in ask inbox! Sign-ups close on November 11, 11pm PST.

[lanabenikosdoormat]

Calamity Masterpost! ❄

My main (and really only w101 wizard, savior of the spiral, child of light and shadow, doombreaker, and disaster extraordinaire)

The Young Wizard hailing from Earth, though transported to the spiral far before the events of the first arc. Instead raised dutifully under Lydia Greyrose with Cal herself ironically taking into ice magic herself. Despite being the paragon of thaumaturgy, Calamity is anything but icy. Her warm personality and strong leadership makes anyone want to follow her into battle and yet she chooses to walk her path alone.

Since defeating Morganthe and her admittance into the illustrious Arcanum, Calamity finds herself with several apprentices, a mountain of petty tasks, and a blossoming relationship with one Dyvim Whitehart. Oh and saving the spiral. Again.

[misshoneyimhome]

Idk why but I love the idea of Willy with someone who works for the NHL at the Toronto HQ like maybe not in the media team but part of their global marketing division, and they have a great connection because she works with the Swedish office so often and they’ve created a great friendship outside of hockey but as she’s such a high power human and that would be an HR disaster they keep it at a distance. But everyone knows they need to bang so at a holiday party they get caught under the mistletoe together (caught meaning Auston following them around holding it above their heads like an idiot wingman, but also they’re glued to each others sides so they don’t make it easy on themselves) and the Maple Leaf lads aren’t going to let them get away without finally making a move, mostly because they’re tired of Willy’s pining!

Alrighty babe, I mist admit that I wasn't entirely sure where I was going with this 😅 But, I do hope that it caught just parts of what you'd imagined ❤️ otherwise, as always just hit me up 😉

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Don't mix business with pleasure I William Nylander ✿❄︎

"Come on, Willy, just sleep with her already," Mitch's voice rang out in the locker room as the team prepped for practice. “I mean, you've only been into her for like six months already…”

William couldn't help but chuckle at his teammate's blunt comment, even though there was perhaps some truth in it.

"I can't just sleep with her... you know where she works, right?" William responded; a bit hesitant as he adjusted his hockey gear.

"Yeah, she's got a high-up job, but seriously, you two have been ogling each other since she first talked to you about Sweden," Mitch explained, letting it be known that the whole team was aware of the chemistry between you and their teammate.

Working at the Toronto HQ had been a huge achievement in your career, especially at your age in your mid-twenties. The promotion was a result of hard work and dedication, a significant step forward that you had relentlessly pursued.

And it was only a few weeks into your new position when you’d first encountered the Swedish forward, William Nylander. You and your team had invited all the Swedish players in for a meeting, as you were preparing for the up for the upcoming global series event set to happen in Stockholm, the capital of Sweden.

Being part of the global marketing team, you were tasked with managing the event schedule for this huge event, knowing that the Swedes, especially William, would be very much under the spotlight. He wasn't just a star player for the Leafs but also a familiar face in what he considered his home country -Sweden. And right from that moment, an immediate connection sparked between the two of you.

Sure, your professional responsibilities demanded commitment, but amid the discussions in the meeting rooms and event arrangements, there was an unspoken bond in the air - a mutual understanding that went beyond regular work interactions.

William's gaze was fixed on you from the start, as he quickly noticed your voice, gentle and warm, filling the room, a comforting tune to his ears, and your captivating smile and evident passion for your work were magnetic.

You were incredibly smart, and the way you weren’t afraid of speaking your mind, and man-handle those around you who gave you nothing but hell, merely because you were younger than them, had him all intrigued.

And he knew he had to at least try and be around you for more than just a few meetings.

So, days slowly turned into shared moments – casual coffees during breaks, filled with laughter, genuine talks about life beyond the sports arena, and a mutual admiration for each other's dedication to your careers. Yet, underneath this professional facade, there lingered an undeniable tension; an unexpressed longing held back by the responsibilities of professionalism.

You tried to keep things innocent, staying at arm's length and keeping a cool, business-like attitude. But his charm, laughter, and jokes easily cut through the formal work setup, reaching a deeper part of you.

Especially during the Global tour, when you, alongside all the coordinators and Swedes across the NHL-teams, Red Wings, Wilds, and Senators, spent endless hours together sorting schedules, doing interviews, signing autographs, and handling whatever else cropped up.

It became increasingly harder to stay far away from the lad from Stockholm. Yet, both of you knew you had to deal with this undeniable chemistry, sidestepping unspoken feelings that came up whenever you were together.

And perhaps you were a little bit better at it than William.

"Planning to root for us?" he teased during a discussion about the team’s marketing plans.

"Willy, you know I can’t take sides like that; I'm part of the NHL, remember," you replied with a sweet smile.

"Fair enough, but I wouldn't mind hearing you cheering my name one day... supporting the Leafs," he almost whispered, making sure not to make it too obvious to everyone around that your relationship was slowly becoming more than just colleagues. Perhaps even closer than just friends.

But you brushed it off, keeping your attention on your tasks at hand.

Meanwhile, the Maple Leaf lads, always keeping an eye out, couldn't resist teasing and joking around, fully aware of the growing attraction between you and William.

"Looks like someone's aiming high up there," Auston teased William as soon as he’d returned to the group. "So, that's why you're always hanging around, 'assisting' whenever the big boys are here."

"She's not involved in any of that," William defended with a chuckle.

And it did hold some truth to it.

However, he couldn't deny the way you looked in your stylish vintage suit-pants, your hair nearly flawlessly styled, and your makeup enhancing your natural beauty. It occupied too much space in his hockey-focused mind.

Thoughts of your figure lingered in his thoughts, and every time there was a game either at the Scotiabank Arena or elsewhere, he'd search for you in the crowd.

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As the holiday season drew near, the team's cheerful vibe set the stage for playful banter and, not to forget, the big company Christmas party in Toronto, where the entire headquarters received invites, including the Toronto Maple Leafs players and management.

And amid the festive ambience, the players were casually dressed in their best business casual attire, chatting and mingling, across management levels and occupations.

However, it was Auston's smug look that caught William's attention, prompting him to swiftly turn his head, when you entered the venue.

Your semi-long red dress hugged your figure snugly, and your legs looked elongated by your tall heels, as a blazer draped over your shoulders, and you held a clutch close to your side.

"Hey, Willy, I think you dropped something," Morgan teased as the blonde Swede couldn't take his eyes off you from a distance.

"What?" William questioned.

"Your jaw," the defenseman jested, prompting chuckles from the rest of the guys.

William did his best to shrug off his teammates' playful remarks with laughter, but his gaze remained fixed on you.

And a few moments later, as you picked up a delightful glass of champagne, your eyes met his as well.

It was a tender moment as your eyes locked from across the room, and the atmosphere seemed to grow a bit more intense. You almost sensed his presence, feeling as if his breath was upon you, as the two of you stood almost motionless, the background noise gently fading away.

But then you shook your head, needing to break the intense moment and return to reality as Shannon Hosford's lively storytelling filled the room.

"I swear you have to make a move tonight," Auston chuckled, noticing the not-so-subtle shared moment.

"I wish…" William murmured softly, a faint smirk touching his lips. "Maybe there'll be a Christmas miracle," he chuckled lightly before turning his focus back to his friends.

And that idea sparked something in Auston's mind.

A Christmas miracle—or perhaps just a gentle nudge in the right direction.

As the night progressed, Cynthia Devine delivered a heartfelt speech, followed by Brendan Shanahan, and then a delightful three-course meal. You found yourself engrossed in amusing conversations with the Toronto Maple Leafs' staff. Given your recent close work with them, striking up casual chats felt almost second nature.

Then during the pivotal speech delivered by the NHL Toronto HQ president, William decided to make a move, as he sensed your efforts to keep a distance from him throughout the evening, yet he also felt that it wasn't truly what you desired.

So, as everyone stood, their attention fixed on the stage in the beautiful venue, William moved closer to you, positioning himself right by your side, his shoulder gently brushing against yours. You glanced slightly in his direction, catching a glimpse of his handsome features, before turning back to face the stage, a faint smile playing on your lips.

Just his close presence alone made you feel a sense of warmth.

Then something more tangible occurred.

William delicately and slowly nudged his right hand against your left, which hung by your side, and he lightly traced his fingers against yours, attempting to interlace two of his fingers with your palm, gently wrapping them around your little and ring finger.

Initially, your heart skipped a beat. You knew his touch was almost innocent, yet if anyone from the headquarters spotted you intertwining fingers with an NHL hockey player, HR would undoubtedly raise concerns. It would be deemed a violation of regulations and considered highly unprofessional.

But you found it hard to resist.

Gradually, you relaxed your tensed posture, allowing your arm to hang freely, permitting William's fingers to intertwine further with yours.

However, your actions didn’t go unnoticed.

As Auston saw the subtle finger play between you and William, he was quick to make his move. However, just as he was about to execute his plan, the speech concluded, prompting both you and William to swiftly pull your hands apart and join in the applause with the rest of the crowd.

The room filled with loud sounds as the clapping continued for what seemed like minutes, but it was minutes you relished simply standing next to the tall Swede. Then, as the applause gradually faded and the crowd dispersed from the floor, you took the chance to steal another glance at William. But you weren't alone.

Auston was nearby, and with a smooth move, he produced a small green plant from behind his back. Looking innocent, he whistled and casually raised his hand, looking in a different direction as he held the mistletoe just above your heads.

Both you and William couldn't help but chuckle at Auston's not-so-subtle attempt at matchmaking. Yet, there was an understanding that perhaps engaging in intimate contact with William under the guise of mistletoe tradition might make it more acceptable. Your eyes met his once more.

William immediately caught on and subtly moved a bit closer to you, if that was even possible.

It felt like an unspoken agreement. Both of you knew what you desired most in that very moment. However, the moment was interrupted naturally by a colleague calling you over, and once again, you had to separate.

Both Auston and William let out deep sighs, feeling the missed opportunity keenly. So close, yet so far.

Fortunately, no more than an hour passed before another opportunity arose. And this time, Auston was determined to have your lips connected with William's.

The dance floor was packed with guests, music blaring through the speakers, as you had just grabbed another drink from the bar when William approached you gently.

"Not sure if it's appropriate," he softly chuckled. "But you look absolutely amazing tonight."

His attempt to remain polite and professional, while also being charming and flirtatious, amused you. And you couldn’t deny that there was a part of you that simply wanted to give in to the temptation.

Glancing around and spotting none of your managers or colleagues, you leaned in with a confident, teasing expression.

"Only tonight?" you teased back, earning a light chuckle from William.

"I think we both know I think you always look amazing," he corrected himself with a laugh.

And once again, you both felt the tender moment burgeoning between you, as Auston slowly made his way closer.

And again, he took out the little green plant, holding it just above your heads casually, prompting more light chuckles. But this time, you and William silently agreed that it was happening.

As you took a deep breath, fully aware of the countless regulations about to be crossed, you leaned in towards him, meeting his touch halfway as he slowly inclined to let his lips meet yours.

His hands found the curves of your hips as you placed yours on his muscular upper arms, softly leaning into the kiss.

The moment was absolutely perfect.

William's lips felt just right against yours, his closeness feeling wonderful, and the shared breaths creating a heartfelt connection. Your heart quickened, and excitement surged through you with the intensity of the kiss.

But as much as both of you desired for it to last longer, you knew you had to pull away to avoid drawing too much attention.

So, reluctantly, you let out a breath, took a small step back, and willed your heart to calm down, mentally processing the rush the kiss had brought.

Even after parting, amid exclamations and chuckles from the players, the sensation of William's lips lingering on yours remained.

But you knew it couldn't continue, and so you made a painful decision and began to walk away. Heading straight towards the ladies’ room, conflicting emotions clashed with rational thoughts in your head.

And just as you were about to reach for the door handle, William's hand grabbed yours and turned you around, pulling you close to him.

"Willy," you exhaled, slightly bewildered by his sudden action. "Please, we can't…"

"I know, but..." His voice softened as he pondered how to articulate his thoughts. "I know we can't be together, not now and maybe not ever... but I need you to know, no matter what happens, my heart belongs to you."

His words were tender and filled with emotion, conveying a depth of sincerity that struck a chord within you.

And attempting to respond while standing close together in the hallway, grateful that no one interrupted your private moment, you began, "Willy..."

"You don't have to explain - I understand it's your career, and I don't want to jeopardize it - but I just needed you to know how I feel; otherwise, I'd regret it for the rest of my life."

Slowly untangling himself from your proximity, he then started to walk away. However, you couldn't let him leave like this.

After his heartfelt confession, even though circumstances seemed against you, you couldn't let him go without a response. Determinedly, you strode towards him.

"Willy," you called out loudly, causing him to turn around and face you again, just as you leaned in to connect your lips briefly once more.

"Just so you know, I'm not saying never."

A small smile graced the hockey player's face as he let out a relieved sigh, your words simply reassuring him that what was happening between you wasn't entirely off the table for the future.

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Rules To Break

Jotun!Prince!Loki Laufeyson x fem!Æsir!Princess!Reader

Summary: Prince Loki of Jotunheim - son of King Laufey and heir to the throne is assigned to train a bunch of Asgardian men, in order to turn them into warriors. What happens when Odin's daughter, Princess Y/N crosses his paths in ways he would've never expected? While the Prince is completely unaware, the Princess struggles to keep up her several masquerades...

Warnings for this Chapter: medieval rituals/topics - a.k.a mentions of virginity/loss of vitginity (again, no smut!), warrior things, daggers, blood, injury, wounds?, drama, angst?, Loki being a bit of an ass here...

Word Count: 2.2k

a/n: I love this chapter - but I'm also very insecure about it, honestly. Hope y'all like it... It's the last one before the grand finale!

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Chapter Four

A week passed. A week, in which you were haunted by different feelings and emotions. The events of that one evening not leaving your head. You could still feel his cool lips on yours and his sinful touch on your body. Hence, he had almost took your innocence! And you just didn't know how to feel about it. You didn't return to the lake either. Not once in this week. You couldn't bear to look him in the eyes. What were you supposed to say to him anyway? He was sure expecting an explanation. You felt ashamed and embarrassed. You should've never engaged with him in the first place. You should've left.

On the other hand, you missed him. His voice, his presence, the conversations you and him indulged in. You missed his touch and his lips - and that was what frightened you. You didn't understand it. Sure, you saw him every day, but it wasn't the same. Here you weren't the mysterious woman he met. Here you were Váli Ákison - a warrior. You were good at drawing the line between those two 'identities', but with the days passing, you felt how the lines became more and more blurred. You fought so hard to not mix things up, but you didn't know how long you were able to keep fighting. Every time you looked at the handsome prince, you got more and more lost; lacking concentration. It was only a matter of time before you were going to break. Unfortunately for you, the mask you had put up fell sooner than you anticipated. The cover you maintained for weeks now blew up - and your life threatened to crumble into shards. One inattentive moment was all it took...

It was the day in training, where Loki showed you all how to throw daggers. He was an absolute master in fighting with daggers. It was absolutely fascinating to watch him wield the sharp weapons, before throwing them at the human sized targets. The prince had you all split up in groups with a maximum of ten men. Your group was the last of the day. He showed everybody exactly what to do, since it wasn't exactly harmless to throw around daggers. After that, every man had a chance to practice - including you. Ten human sized targets stood in a perfect line; one for each to train. The problem? You just weren't able to pool all your focus and direct it on the task ahead. Loki was way too distracting. The way he instructed the others. How his biceps bulged, whenever he threw a dagger. How the muscles of his defined torso flexed with every move. Or was it how his cerulean skin reflected the sun light? You didn't know. Fact was, it was distracting you immensely. Today more than ever.

"Ákison, focus!" His deep voice suddenly so close to you ripped you out of your trance and caused you to throw the dagger nowhere near the centre of the target. If you had hit an enemy, you would've pierced his little toe with luck - nothing more. "Pathetic throw, soldier." Loki appeared in your field of view; arms crossed. "Have you learned nothing?" He asked, taking the dagger from your hands, "You're holding it wrong." and instructed you - once again - how to do it the right way, before he handed you the dagger back. "Banish whatever unimportant thing it is you got on your mind and focus." "Yes, Sir." You answered, giving him a short nod.

You tried to concentrate so hard, but it was no use. Your wandering mind just couldn't shut up - much to Loki's annoyance. Before you could make another attempt to throw a dagger, her took the weapon from you. "It's useless. Go and retrieve the thrown daggers, Ákison. Perhaps you're better at this." Great. Now you were degraded to being the ball boy. A frustrated groan left your lips, as you slumped towards the targets, in order to retrieve the daggers. You handed them over, before Loki send you with a nod back again. Defeated, you waited behind the safety of the wooden bodies of his command. It wasn't good, though. Having nothing to do for a few minutes was an even bigger invitation for your brain to think - which was fatal in the end. Because of your incompetence of staying concentrated, you didn't hear Loki's command to stay hidden. Working on autopilot, you heard that no daggers hit the wood and therefore you emerged from behind the targets to retrieve the weapons. Unfortunately, in the exact moment where Loki demonstrated the throw on the turn. He didn't see you. The others did, but before they could even react, it was already too late and the life-threatening weapon on its way.

You were still in thoughts and once you realised the dangerous situation you were in, it was - as well - too late. No chance of escaping. And so, it came how it had to come. The dagger hit you, bore itself through the flesh of your shoulder. With a painful hiss and groan your body slumped down and hit the grass with a thud. Loki recognised of course immediately what had happened and while the other men stood like frozen to the ground with their eyes directed on you, the prince was quickly at your side. "Oh for Norns sake, Ákison?!" He was hovering above you, while you looked up at him deliriously. "Can you hear me?!" You could, but his voice was far away and you weren't able to answer. The pain was taking over. "Don't just stand there!" Loki yelled at the other nine soldiers. "Get a healer!" Like headless chicken, the men ran around, searching for one of the healers. Now you were alone with Loki, smiling up at him deliriously. Due to the rapid and sudden blood loss, you could even think less straight. "L-Loki, I..." You started; felt the world getting dark around you, causing your manly voice to slip. "I didn't want to... to admit it, but... But I miss you." The last thing you saw, was the frown on Loki's handsome face.

Walking impatiently up and down beside the big tent, in which the healers currently patched you up, Loki's mind was racing. What were you talking about? Sure, your head was not in the right mind, but for the first time in all those weeks had the prince the feeling that you were being honest. He had always thought that there was something strange about you; about this meek wannabe soldier. Now, after what just had happened and what his ears had witnessed, the prince had a very bad feeling about this. He had an assumption - which he hoped by the holy roots of Yggdrasil that it wasn't the truth.

"Your highness?" One of the healers exited the tent, wiping his slightly bloody hands on a rug. Loki turned to face him, looking at the man expectantly. He could feel his heart hammering wildly against his chest. The healer gave him a nod, before he looked around, as if to check if nobody was in earshot. "We need to talk."

Loki swallowed; leading the man inside his tent. "The wound is patched up. It needs time to heal now." The Jotun nodded, knowing exactly that this wasn't the reason why they were talking in private now. "This isn't what you wanted to tell me, is it?" The man shook his head, swallowing. "In... In order to help, we needed to remove the armour and... We found out that your soldier is not a man, but a woman." The prince's jaw clenched. He knew it. But it got even worse. "And not just a woman, your highness... It is princess Y/N, daughter of Odin." Loki's heart almost stopped in that moment; all his facial features derailing. Princess Y/N?! "I beg your pardon, what? The princess?" The healer nodded, clinging to the rug in his hands. "Are you certain about this?" "Yes, your highness. Shall I send a guard to inform the king?" Loki shook his head. "No. I am going to inform the Allfather myself. But first, I'll have a talk with the princess. Until then... Not a word. To nobody." The healer took a bow. "Yes, prince Loki." "Leave now." The elder man took another bow, before he exited the tent. The moment the flap flew shut, everything came crashing down on the young prince. Realisation hit him with the force of his father's untamed wrath on a bad day. His brain had connected the dots. It was you. The mysterious woman at the lake. It had been you. All the time - and he was too blind to see it. By the Norns, he cursed. He had kissed you; touched your sacred body and almost took your innocence. He could've been executed for this!

A frustrated scream left Loki's lips, as he braced himself against the beautifully crafted table. Within seconds, everything was suddenly so complicated. The prince scoffed and left his tent on quick food; marching straight to the tent you were in. It was time to talk.

The first thing you noticed was soft rustling, followed by the sounds of birds, singing their songs. Was this heaven? Were you dead? For a short moment, you truly believed that - until you blinked your eyes slowly open. Your gaze was met with a moving ceiling? Frowning, you blinked again, before your brain managed to catch up. The training. Loki. The dagger which hit you instead of the target. You swallowed. A tent. You must be in a tent. "Welcome back." The sudden sound of Loki's voice cutting through the air almost gave you a heart attack. You couldn't remember what your last words were you said to Loki, so you slipped straight back into your role - like a habit. You sat up a bit with a wince, not even noticing, that your whole cover was gone, including the armour.

"You really scared me there, Sir." Loki, who stood in the corner of the tent rolled his eyes with a scoff and crossed his arms in front of his chest. "You can stop putting on your little show. Your cover is non-existent anymore, princess." The words stung in your ear, causing a shiver to run down your spine. Only now did you realise, that you weren't wearing your armour, but a loose tunic. Your hair was loose, barely reaching your shoulders. He was right. Your cover was non-existent anymore. With widened eyes, you met Loki's cold, hard gaze. He knew. He knew everything. "L-Loki, I-I-" "What in all the nine realms were you thinking, princess? Signing yourself up to this?! You don't belong here! This isn't a place for a woman!" He literally spat. The smug, gentle prince you had come to know was suddenly gone, replaced by a cold-hearted, harsh man. "I do belong here! I'm just as good as the other men, aren't I?! You said it yourself! I just wanted to-" Loki cut you off again, making a few threatening steps closer. "I don't care what your intentions were! Fact is, you shouldn't be here! I don't get to decide what happens now. All I know is, that I have to inform the king about this - and by Yggdrasil, I will." That send a wave of fear through your system. You knew Odin's wrath. You knew how angry and cruel your father could get. "N-No, please, Loki, no! I-I'm sorry, I swear, I am! I'll do anything you say! Just please... Please don't tell my father what I did! I beg of you!" He swallowed. You could literally see how the gears in his head turned. "Please..." You added, whimpering, looking at him with pleading eyes.

Unbeknownst to you, Loki couldn't stand this. Why? He asked himself. You should be angry at her, not pitying her! But somehow, something deep inside him extinguished that anger, just like water fire. Yet, he couldn't point out what it was.

The sad, broken look in your eyes almost broke him, so he averted his gaze. "I can't," Loki spoke through gritted teeth. "I can't. I have to tell him. There's no other choice." You frantically shook your head. "There's... There's always a choice!" "Not this time. If I do not inform him about this, it could be avenged as treason - and we both know what this means." He was staring into your eyes; ruby orbs literally piercing your soul, before he turned on his heels, ready to leave the tent, when your voice called out to him one last, desperate time.

"What about what happened at the lake?" You said, voice barely above a whisper. "Did that mean absolutely nothing to you?" Loki stopped dead in his tracks, before he slowly turned to face you once again. "A mistake. That is what it was. Nothing more." The words left his lips so effortlessly; hurting you deeper than you anticipated. It was like he had just rammed a knife straight through your heart, causing you to bleed to death. A strangled sob left your throat as the flap of the tent zipped shut behind him; tears starting to run down your face and dripping on the soft blanket which was covering you.

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     Changbin was very open with sex. Especially to his girlfriend. He wasn't one to shy away from trying something. Often finding things in porn or scrolling through Twitter while he was away from her and sending her a quick text to see if it was something he wanted to try. 

     That’s kind of how he got to where he was. Scrolling through Twitter and finding a video of a man wearing a collar and leash while fucking his girl who held the end of the item. Sending the link to Y/n is what started it. 

Binnie💋: Can we try this when I get back Y/n❤️‍🔥: we don't have a collar and leash bub Binnie💋: I’ll buy one Y/n❤️‍🔥: Didn't you wanna learn to eat me and finger me at the same time when you got back? Binnie💋: Pull the leash when I’m not doing one 😉 Y/n❤️‍🔥: Find a collar and leash Binnie💋: On it 🫡

     Found one he did. A blue fluffy collar and leash set for himself. He sent her a message that it would be there soon. Just a couple of weeks before he got back from tour. 

     Y/n did open it to see what he picked out for himself. Sending him a photo and a “cute” after it. Y/n had a couple of weeks left before he got back from tour so she set the items aside and figured she would surprise him. Knowing her boyfriend like the back of her hand, lingerie was the quickest way to his dick. Y/n managed to find a set in the same shade as the collar he had bought and instantly bought it. 

     The lingerie came a week before Changbin got back. She tried it on and thought about teasing him but didn't wanna ruin the surprise. Putting it away for a later date. 

     Changbin made sure to text her when he landed and that he’d be home within an hour or two. Y/n took that as her sign to get ready. She got in the shower and then put the lingerie under one of his T-shirts and sweats before going into their living room as if she’d been there all day. 

     Changbin unlocked the door to their apartment and put down his luggage by the door to find his girlfriend. He could unpack later. He had the next week off to just relax and he had one hundred percent planned to spend it with his girlfriend in their warm apartment.

     “Babe,” Changbin said before seeing her on the couch under a blanket 

     “Welcome home,” Y/n smiled as he laid on top of her and wrapped his arms around her. 

     “Missed you,” He mumbled into her skin as he tucked his head into her neck. Inhaling her scent that he missed for months. Her perfume just didn't smell the same without her wearing it. 

     “Missed you too.” Y/n smiled as she stroked his curly hair. 

     “I'm taking you with me next time. I hate being away from you for so long,” Changbin told her as he started kissing up her neck. 

     “Going to have to fight your company on that one,” Y/n told him

     “I’ll fight JYP himself to get you to come with me.” Changbin kissed up her neck to her face till he landed on her lips. Moving the blanket down to grab her hips and bring her closer. 

     “Not tired?” Y/n asked between kisses

     “Not when I'm around you,” Changbin replied

     Changbin removed the blanket from between them. Hands moving up on their own and pushing her shirt up. Y/n smiled as she wrapped her arms around him and opened her legs for him to settle between them comfortably. His hands reached up under her shirt before stopping and pulling away from her lips. “Wearing lingerie for me?” He teased

     “Find out for yourself,” Y/n smiled

     Changbin didn’t need to be told twice. He sat up and pulled her shirt off over her head and could feel his dick twitch immediately at the sight of the lacey fabric. He knew he was done for when he saw the matching panties when he pulled the sweats off.

     “Fuck I’m so lucky,” He sighed as he played with the hem of her panties

     “Come on,” Y/n got up from the couch and pulled her boyfriend with her. Changbin followed close behind her to their bedroom, stripping his shirt off himself. Y/n opened their door before getting on the bed with Changbin climbing over her and pressing his lips against hers again.

     “Gonna make you cum all night baby,” Changbin muttered as he started kissing down her neck and chest.

     “Got months to make up for,” Y/n reminded him

     “If you came on tour, I could keep you up in my hotel for after shows,” Chan glanced up at her as she reached over to his pillow.

     His eyes followed her and landed on the collar he had bought a few weeks back. He immediately hovered over her again as she unbuckled the collar and then wrapped it around his neck, adjusting it so it wasn’t too tight. “You look cute like this,” Y/n teased before hooking her leash around the loop and giving him a test tug. Hearing a little whimper from him. She was definitely going to have fun with this.

     “Down boy,” Y/n smiled

     Changbin got down between her legs, spreading them open for him as he kissed over the fabric of her panties. He just now saw that they matched the color of his collar. He moaned against her before peeling the fabric away from her, bringing her legs together to slide it off her legs and tossing them to his side of the bed.     Y/n gently tugged him closer to her as they both locked eyes and smiled at each other. Changbin licked up between her folds. Gathering her essence on his tongue before pressing his tongue against her clit. Changbin wrapped his lips around her clit and gently started sucking on her clit. Y/n let out a soft moan as Changbin moved to grab her thighs. Needing something to hold onto as he moved from her clit to her entrance. Licking the essence from the source.

     Y/n watched the tuff of curly hair between her legs. Licking her up desperately after not seeing her for months. “Fingers baby boy,” Y/n told him

     Changbin reluctantly pulled away from her cunt and dipped to fingers into his mouth to wet them. Taking them out a moment later and pressing one finger against her entrance. Slowly pushing in and watching her reaction. Feeling her walls around his finger pressed his dick right up against his pants.

     “Wrap your lips around mommy’s clit,” Y/n told him

     He did as he was told but not before grinding against their mattress. Something about her calling herself mommy turned him on more. Fuck he loved it.

     He gently sucked on her clit again before she tugged on his leash. He whimpered into her clit, remembering he need to use his finger too. Slowly he started curling his finger up into her walls while slowly sucking on her clit. He thought he was doing good! Maybe he wasn’t as bad at multitasking as he thought!

     Another pull on his leash. Not realizing he stopped sucking on her clit. He got back to sucking and rolling his tongue against her. Doing his best to keep up with both of them. He’s taking it slow as his brain reminds him of both things he needs to do at that moment.

     “Doing good bunny. Go ahead and put another finger in mommy,” Y/n said

     Changbin moaned at the pet name and pulled away from her clit. Y/n tugged him back towards the bud. 

     “Don’t stop sucking bunny. Need to learn to do both.”

     “Sorry Mommy.” Changbin made no further argument. Wrapping his pretty lips around the bundle of nerves and attempted to stuff her with another finger. He stopped playing with her clit twice before he was able to do it. His tongue flicked on the bud as two of his fingers pushed into her. 

     “Good bunny,” Y/n moaned, “Get mommy prepped for your big dick.”

     Changbins moaned in response which sent a little wave of pleasure through her. He moved his fingers in and out of her slowly while sucking on her clit. Trying to keep both going as best he could. 

     He was starting to get the hang of it. If he could learn to dance and sing at the same time he could learn to finger and suck his girlfriend's clit. 

     Feeling confident, he picked up his thrusting speed a bit. Y/n’s moans mixed in his ears with the squelching sound of her cunt around his fingers. 

     “Another finger in bunny. Doing— fuck— so good.” Y/n moaned and he felt her grip on the leash tighten but didn't tug. 

     Changbin pressed another finger up against her and pressed it in with the other two when he pulled them out. Tongue still playing with her clit. 

     “Good job bunny,” Y/n moaned

     Changbin moaned into her clit in response which had her bucking her hips against his face. Changbin pressed on with his pace. Confident in what he was doing right now and knew Y/n was liking it with how her walls were clenching around him. He wasn’t changing it unless she told him to. 

     He knew he didn’t need to as she started to ride his face before her orgasm washed over her. Changbin fucked her through her orgasm until she was finished. He moved down to lick up her release. Savoring the taste he hadn't had for months. 

     Kissing his way up her body till he landed on her lips. Pushing his tongue into her mouth as she wrapped her legs around his waist. “So proud of you bunny,” Y/n said between kisses

     “Let bunny fuck you. Missed being inside Mommy. Please.” Changbins moved his lips down her neck, sucking on the skin 

     “Go ahead bun. You earned that reward,” Y/n moaned

     Changbin sat up a bit and discarded the remainder of his clothing. Tossing them somewhere else into the room to deal with later. He spread her open again as he spread his precum of his length. 

     The rapper lined himself at her entrance bottoming out inside of her quickly as she arched her back for him. He kept his hands on the back of her thighs as he let her get adjusted to him. Y/n felt a bit impatient tonight and wrapped the leash around her hand once and tugged on it.

     Changbins whined but got the message. Pulling back and fucking into her. Immediately picking up the quick rough pace he knew she loved. 

     “Feel so good mommy,” Changbin moaned. Hips snapping into her and filling the room

     Y/n grabbed the pillow under her with her free hand. Taking in the scene on top of her. Her muscular boyfriend who worked so hard with everything he does collared and leashed up while pounding into her. Her walls tightened around him which made him moan. 

     “Fuck,” Changbin groaned 

     “More bunny. Give me more,” Y/n told him, “Play with mommy’s clit again.”

     Still confident from eating her out, Changbin moved one hand down and placed his thumb on her clit. Just the pressure alone of the sensitive bud had her contracting around him. He started moving in slow circles around her clit. Mainly focusing on keeping his thrusting pace. 

     Y/n didn't let it go unnoticed when his thumb faltered. Giving him a little tug in reminder and feeling his dick twitch inside her. “Like when I tug on that leash bunny?”

     “Yes, Mommy,” Changbin moaned, “‘M gonna cum.”

     “Not yet, bunny.”

     “Please, Mommy! Hurts. Need to fill you up,” Changbin whined

     “Make mommy cum on your cock first. She’s— fuck— almost there,”

     Changbins took the sign to rub her clit faster. She let out a louder moan as she threw her head back into the pillow. Changbins reminded himself of the two things he had to keep up with. Working towards the reward of filling her up. That reward seemed right there as her walls pulsed around him. 

     “Gonna cum on your dick bunny,” Y/n managed to warn him before she coated his dick with her essence. Pulling on the leash as she grabbed the pillow with both her hands. 

     Changbins whined as he was pulled forward and came inside her. Fucking her through both their orgasms till the leash went slack. Changbin came down from his high not long after her and planted his hands on either side of her, careful not to fall on her. 

     After a moment, he moved her legs to wrap around his waist before laying on top of her. Wrapping his arms around her and rested on her chest. 

     “Everything you hoped for?” Y/n teased as she played with his hair

     “And more. Should do that more often, Mommy.” Changbin teased back and kissed the top of her breasts.

     “Still need to practice. Maybe I should give you a visual demonstration.”

     “Think that would help a lot,” Changbin agreed. Dick twitched inside her at the thought. 

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“Huff huff… This is taking forever! How does Tanjiro do this so fast?” Nezuo thinks to herself, leaving trails of her footprints in the snow. The wind blows through the woods, her hair threatening to come undone from the next tug. She fiddles with the strap so the basket won’t fall off, continuing to think about how much of a pain this journey is. She starts to feel pity on her older brother who walks up this hill almost every day to sell coal. “Wow Tanjiro… The patience you have is insane..”

It’s been a day since she went off down to the village to sell coal. She planned to be home by midnight but thanks to her dear neighbor, Enmu had let her rest and stay the night. Still eternally grateful for what he’s done, she mentally thanks him once again continuing up the mountain. She looks back up, out of breath like she’s ready to collapse and she notices the roof of her house just some trees away.

Finally, she reaches her stop.

Nezuko practically runs the rest of the way up to her home, smiling happily. Finally, she can rest again, finally she can talk to her family, finally she can hug them all in a tight hug, finally she can check up on their well being, finally she can do her old tasks.

She freezes, staring at the open door. It’d be fine to leave the door open, they tend to leave it open all the time it’s just… Why was it so quiet? It was… Too quiet.

“Takeo? Hanako? Tanjiro? Shigeru? Rokuta? Mom…?” Nezuko called out for their names, wandering around the outside of their house thinking all of this was just a silly game. “Perhaps they're still asleep? But Takeo doesn’t sleep late… Maybe they were worried about me? Haha, how cute!” the girl chuckles at the thought, they’ve all had those moments worrying night about each other- especially their big brother Tanjiro. 

I mean, nothing bad can go wrong right?

She goes back to the door, still open letting the cold air in. Nezuko felt uneasy, her mind kept screaming at her to run and not look back. Like what was inside her beloved house was now a nightmare. However, Nezuko doesn’t step back. She pushes her doubtful feelings away- there could be nothing awful in the house and if she's the big sister, she’ll take care of it! 

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“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”

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Hello! My OOC account is @kanaokanzaki-op but my main blog is @official-butterfly-sisters (don’t ask). This is a blog related to the well known KNY Swap AUs, but I’ve decided to do my own. Other than that, I want to thank you for taking time to read all this! I’ll try to update daily with some wips, headcanons and other things per request- I take a lot of those, don't be shy!

My only rules are no sexual content, hate or anything not related to the AU. I have my OOC account for a reason! I love getting to know people and I hope you guys like this AU! I am not good at promoting aha…

You can ask questions, give dares and much more, I’ll even hold events for such! Genuinely just wanna have fun with this AU and I hope you guys end up enjoying it! Thank you for your time!!

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Character Masterlist:

Kamaboko Squad:

🩷🩸Nezuko Kamado🩷🩸 ☀️💚Tanjiro Kamado☀️💚 🌸💜Kanao Tsuyuri🌸💜 🫐💙Aoi Kanzaki🫐💙 ⚡💛Zenitsu Agatsuma⚡💛 💙🪨Inosuke Hashibira💙🪨 🍉💜Genya Shinazugawa🍉💜

Upper Hashira:

🌑👁Michikatsu Tsugikuni🌑👁 ❄🪭Douma❄🪭 👊🩵Hakuji Soyama👊🩵 🪕👁‍🗨Nakime🪕👁‍🗨 💔😭Hantengu💔😭 🌊🐟Gyokko🌊🐟 ⚡💙Kaigaku⚡💙 💚🪓Gyutaro Shabana💚🪓 🥰🩷Ume Shabana🥰🩷

9 Moons:

🪨🪵Gyomei Himejima🪨🪵 🍃💚Sanemi Shinazugawa🍃💚 🌊❤Giyuu Tomioka🌊❤ 🧡🔥Kyojuro Rengoku🧡🔥 🖤🩵Muichiro/Yuichiro🤍🩵 🎶🩶Tengen Uzui🎶🩶 🤍🐍Obanai Iguro🤍🐍 🍡🩷Mitsuri Kanroji🍡🩷 🦋💜Shinobu Kocho🦋💜

Extra:

🌊👺Sakonji Urokodaki🌊👺 🪻👁Kagaya Ubuyashiki🪻👁 💜🪻Amane Ubuyashiki💜🪻 🪻🖤Kiriya Ubuyashiki🪻🖤 🩸❤Muzan Kibutsuji🩸❤ 💉💜 Lady Tamayo 💉💜 📜🩵 Yushiro 📜🩵 💕💤 Enmu 💕💤 🕸🤍 Rui 🕸🤍 ❤🌊Sabito❤🌊 🌸🌊Makomo🌸🌊 🦋💕Butterfly Triplets🦋💕 💧🩶Murata💧🩶 🦋🩷Kanae Kocho🦋🩷 🌸🩵Koyuki🌸🩵 ⚡🪨Jigoro Kuwajima⚡🪨

[More to be added]

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[thepaperpanda]

Affected By Music || modern!Ivar the Boneless x fem!reader

Masterlist ❄

Summary: Although Ivar dislikes the Christmas songs you listen to, you somehow convince him that they're not that bad.

Warnings: none

Word count: 1435

Authors: Rouge & Cass

A/N: today’s prompt: enjoying the Christmas music

You sat at the table, trying your best to cut a neat Christmas tree from the thick, green glitter paper you held in your hands - the task was far from easy as the paper was thick enough to be difficult to cut through, even with the kitchen scissors.  You were listening to Last Christmas by Wham! from a radio playing quietly, standing on the windowsill. Throughout the song, you weren't even aware you were rhythmically rocking your foot.

"For Fuck's sake!" Ivar yelled, walking to the radio and turning it off.

Since the morning, the song had been drilling into his brain - he was sick of it. "I will throw the radio out the window if I hear this cursed song again."

After his outburst, you stopped cutting the shape in the paper. You rolled your eyes and said, "Don't be a drama queen today. It's Christmas time! Cherish it! Christmas songs are all over the radio right now in the end, so better get used to this."

"Sweetheart, I see what you mean, but Christmas is only like two days, right?" Ivar looked at you annoyed. "And they start playing this shit on repeat a month before. It's annoying."

"It's not annoying," you replied, putting down the scissors and paper. When you got up, you walked to the windowsill and turned the radio on once more. "... but the very next day you gave it away. This year, to save me from tears, I'll give it to someone special," the song was crooning on the radio.

In a frown, Ivar pulled out the plug to make sure the radio wouldn't play again. "I'm serious Y/N. I'm tired of hearing this song everywhere."

Leaning forward, you pulled the plug from his hand and reconnected it. "That wasn't fair! Why are you always so angry and grumpy?"

"Because it's annoying. When I'm annoyed during a game, you tell me to put on my headphones," Ivar commented. "And I do it because I respect you, so it's your turn to respect me as well."

It annoyed you when Ivar acted like that, and unfortunately he was prone to it quite often. "There's no comparison between the two. Whenever you play your games, you become nervous and show your worst traits. I respect you, but it also goes the other way, doesn't it?"

"So you can open Spotify and put on headphones, sweetheart," Ivar said with a wry grin dancing in the corners of his lips.

It hurt you to hear Ivar's words; you had worked hard to create a festive atmosphere in your shared flat, and Ivar had never been so wry toward you as he was now. "Whenever the weather cools down, I can't wait to hear Christmas music. I even listen to it in the summer when I craft or while I read, because I like this type of music, but if you don't like it, I'll switch to Spotify," you said, unplugging the plug and putting it down on the wooden floor. As you returned to your seat, you got your JBL headphones, put them on, and paired them with your phone.

It was just a stupid song and you acted like you would be locked up in the house, so he rolled his eyes.

While he was happy that it was quiet again, you started humming whatever you were listening to soon after.

You hummed with a smile; your notes fell carefree in the air around you as you were rocking your feet again, this time shaking your head from time to time.

As Ivar let out a heavy sigh, he walked towards you and placed his hand on your back before leaning forward to kiss your lips.

The reaction was unexpected for you, but you returned the kiss. You looked at your boyfriend after removing your headphones. "What was that for?"

"To stop you from humming that cursed song," he raised an eyebrow after explaining.

After exhaling, you made a sad face and rubbed your temples. "Ivar, Ivar." You stood up and went to the kitchen for a glass of orange juice before returning to your seat. After setting the glass on the table's counter, you wrapped your arms around his neck. "You know what?"

As Ivar wrapped his arm around your waist, he muttered, "What?"

You began singing and rocking your hips from left to right, "Last Christmas I gave you my heart..."

"... But the very next day you gave it away," he sang along, shaking his head. "You are an annoying brat, you know that?"

You rubbed your nose against his and reminded him, "This is exactly why you fell in love with me."

"Honestly? I'm not sure if I did the right thing," he said with a sigh, furrowing his brows a little, smirking as he looked down at you.

You climbed on your tiptoes and stole a kiss from his lips, discovering with amusement that his mouth and tongue tasted like the gingerbread you baked the other day. While humming the song, you asked him playfully, "Not too much frosting on the cookies though?"

"Shut up," Ivar scoffed, wrapping his arms fully around you. Slowly, he began to rock with you, humming the song along. "They were a bit sweet."

"Despite their sweetness, you ate them all," you giggled, rubbing his nape.

"Yeah, but I'm sure I'll get sick of their sweetness," he joked.

While you rocked to the beat of the music, you nuzzled his chest and listened to his strong heartbeat.

Before saying anything, Ivar rocked with you for a moment. "I'll let you listen to those annoying Christmas songs if you keep being so cute."

"I will listen to them even if you will be angry with me," you said. "The sweeter you are, the more I would like to apologize to you."

"You're a brat," he sighed and squeezed your hand tightly. "Turn on that radio before I change my mind."

After clapping your hands, you immediately went to do what he told you.

He crossed his arms over his chest, hoping you wouldn't actually turn it on.

Soon, Jingle Bells filled the room with its rhythm and you began bouncing around to the music.

Facepalming, he already regretted that he let you turn the radio on.

Your arms reached out to catch his shoulders and soon you were dancing with Ivar.

As Ivar's hands moved down your back and rested on your ass, he murmured, "I'll never understand why people may consider all those silly, thematically similar songs during Christmas time. They are so fucking annoying!"

"Once the Christmas spirit fills you fully, honey, you will stop finding them irritating and you will realize they are sweet and they help spread that spirit all over," you told him, wrapping your arms around him.

"If you say so," Ivar shrugged lightly, but when Mariah Carey's All I Want for Christmas Is You played on the radio, he closed his eyes and hissed. "No, no, not this fucking one! Sorry, Y/N, but you'll never convince me Mariah isn't annoying. Can you hear this voice? It's so shrill!"

After observing Ivar's reaction, you giggled and tugged on his thick, dark hair, causing him to raise his head, enabling you to kiss his jawline. "I have a little, angry kitten here, haven’t I?”

A sigh escaped Ivar's lips. "We could do something nice together and I'd be happy to let those songs play in the background. What do you think?"

"Ivar, what do you have in mind?"

Smirking mischievously, he tugged at your shirt. "Don't make me beg for it, you know too well."

Obviously, he meant some cuddles with a "happy ending", but you had a cunning idea. I'm sure you'll help me bake gingerbread again to compensate for the fact that you've eaten all of it apparently, and I promised Hvitserk that I would deliver a portion of it to him this Christmas."

Slowly, Ivar's eyebrows rose, and he grunted deeply. "Oh, okaaaay! But later you're mine, in all the fucking ways. And fuck Hvitty, his only ability is to eat all the time, fuck.”

Your lips were tinged with a smile. "That's true, but it's so sweet in my opinion."

"That's cute in your opinion, but you scold me every time I eat anything you cook! And you somehow don't make heart-eyes while speaking about it!” Ivar seemed to get offended.

Ruffling his hair, you asked him to follow you to the kitchen. “Let's stop talking and start baking or I’ll sing All I Want For Christmas Is You all day long!"

[cringeyvanillamilk]

Surprise! Decided to create new KNY OCs because I like the concept of an ice and snow pillar! If you want to know more about them, you can read under the cut~! Merry Christmas~! ❄✨

Rin Kiyomizu

Kanji: 清水 凛

Romaji: Kiyomizu Rin

Characteristics Race: Human Gender: Female Age: 24 Height: 6’4” Weight: 195 lb Birthday: February 2 (Aquarius) Hair Color: Dark blue, medium blue, pale blue Eye Color: Grey-Blue

Affiliation

Affiliation: Demon Slayer Corps

Occupation:

Demon Slayer

Ice Hashira

Combat Style: Ice Breathing

Personal Status Status: Alive Relative(s): Nobu Shimizu (Father) Fuyuko Shimizu (Mother) Yukito Shimizu (Younger Brother)

Personality: Rin is rebellious and doesn’t like to be restricted by rules and social constructs. While Rin believes that traditions will only hold you back from reaching your true potential, this also makes her open-minded to other ideologies or cultures which may explain her interest in western cultures. She may have developed this unorthodox attitude when she was constantly criticized for her abnormal strength, huge physique, and not meeting social expectations.

Due to losing her parents at a young age, Rin felt responsible to protect her younger brother, Yukito, and fill in a leadership role to survive. Doing whatever it took to ensure their survival, Rin learned how to hunt, steal, and do miscellaneous tasks to earn money. These experiences made Rin to be very resourceful and self-reliant as a result. Rin is able to adapt to any situation due to facing unpredictable living conditions and external issues. Having spent most of her childhood raising and protecting Yukito by herself, Rin can be very smothering and overprotective over him.

Rin can also be very blunt in her observation of others and events. She believes that one should not hold themselves back and be true to how they feel. Rin would be very vocal about her displeasures or praises towards others. This straightforward personality would sometimes cause conflict with others, but Rin stays unapologetic about speaking her mind. She prefers others to be honest with their thoughts as well and does not react negatively if someone is being honest or standing up for themselves. In fact, she’d encourage such rebellious spirit. She is also shown to be very observant and perceptive of how others really feel. Because she is older than most of the other demon slayers, she wants to be seen as an older sister figure.

Trivia:

Rin’s surname contains the reading of the kanji for ��pure” (清 kiyo) and “water” (水 mizu). Her first name contains the reading of the kanji for “cold” (凛 rin).

Rin uses brass knuckles as her weapon of choice.

Rin is very interested in western and other international cultures.

Rin's hair is said to be the way it is because her mother spent too long outside in the cold during the winter when she was pregnant with Rin. Rin possibly got her high tolerance towards cold temperatures because of her mother.

Rin's mentor was Urokodaki. She derived her Ice breathing from Water breathing.

She likes to eat western food with Mitsuri.

Rin viewed the other hashiras as follows.

“He’s very childish, but I’ll do everything in my power to make sure he’s safe. He takes things too lightly, but his optimism can be comforting.” - Snow Hashira

“She’s very tiny, but capable. I frequently visit her to patch my wounds up. She forces herself to smile too much.” - Insect Hashira

“This kid spaces out too much, but at least he pulls his weight. He’s like my younger brother if he was more talented and indifferent.” - Mist Hashira

“I like his individualistic spirit. His ego is too much, but he brings in the fun. I like his style as well.” - Sound Hashira

“He’s dependable and energetic. I feel like his bright personality is too much to be authentic. He’s a good guy though.” - Flame Hashira

“We clash a lot. He cares for the rules too much. He acts nicer when Mitsuri is with him. It’s kind of cute.” - Serpent Hashira

“He’s amazing and strong. He is like an older brother I wish I had. Gets too emotional over little things.” - Stone Hashira

“He is too quiet and doesn’t know how to socialize. He seems to mean well though. Can’t help but root for the guy.” - Water Hashira

“She’s very cute and upbeat. She should be more confident in herself. She’s like a little sister to me.” - Love Hashira

“He’s wild and short-tempered. I like how he doesn’t sugar coat his words, but I hate how he treats his younger brother.” - Wind Hashira

She is described as a tiger by Muichirou.

Rin’s level of openness was ranked as 100%.

In the demon corp, many are split whether they like Rin or not. On one hand, Rin’s brutal honesty can hurt a lot of people’s feelings and make them uncomfortable, but on the other hand, Rin would provide a space where anyone can voice their opinions and not be punished for it. It can be very relieving not holding back around Rin for many corp members.

In Kimetsu Academy, she would be an English teacher.

Yukito Kiyomizu

Kanji: 清水 雪兎

Romaji: Kiyomizu Yukito

Characteristics Race: Human Gender: Male Age: 22 Height: 5’8” Weight: 121 lb Birthday: November 24 (Sagittarius) Hair Color: Dark blue, medium blue, pale blue Eye Color: Light blue

Affiliation

Affiliation: Demon Slayer Corps

Occupation:

Demon Slayer

Snow Hashira

Combat Style: Snow Breathing

Personal Status Status: Alive Relative(s): Nobu Shimizu (Father) Fuyuko Shimizu (Mother) Rin Shimizu (Older Sister)

Personality: Yukito is a gentle, mild-mannered, and passive individual. Yukito is more light-hearted in comparison to his older sister, who is a lot more stern. Preferring things to be more high-spirited, Yukito likes to joke around to brighten the mood and calm others down when he senses their anxiety or anger. Even during the most tense situation, he can be seen making light of the circumstance and keeping a clear head.

Yukito’s optimism can be seen as his greatest strength, not letting anything get him down for too long. Though this can be seen as being excessive as he prefers not to acknowledge the harsh parts of reality. This might be his way to cope and a trait that he views as a way to help Rin. Having been raised under the wing of Rin after their parents' death, Yukito acknowledged how hard Rin was working to protect him and saw his optimism as a way to help comfort Rin in his own way. It was through his positive attitude that Rin saw her sacrifices as more bearable. However, his blind optimism can be grating to others like Sanemi and Obanai.

Having an active imagination is another quirk of Yukito since he tends to space out and imagine wacky situations involving his peers. His imaginations can be borderline childish, but also humorous. It was because of this that he connected well with children. Yukito loves to play with kids, seeing them as pure beings whose innocence must be protected at all cost. He can be seen giving kids snacks and toys.

Trivia:

Yukito’s surname contains the reading of the kanji for “pure” (清 kiyo) and “water” (水 mizu). His first name contains the reading of the kanji for “snow” (雪 yuki) and “rabbit” (兎 to).

Yukito uses a normal Nichirin Katana.

Yukito loves going on walks.

Yukito's hair is said to be the way it is because of his mother's love for winter. Even before she was pregnant with Yukito, she would embrace the cold breeze during her free time. Yukito possibly got his high tolerance towards cold temperatures because of his mother.

Yukito’s mentor was Urokodaki. He derived his Snow breathing from Water breathing.

He likes to give Muichirou snacks and toys.

Yukito viewed the other hashiras as follows.

“She’s a great older sister. I like to follow her lead because she always knows what’s best, but I hope to carry the load too.” - Ice Hashira

“She’s very pretty and smart. She’s pleasant to talk to. I like to visit the butterfly estate to check on her and the others.” - Insect Hashira

“He is very cute! I like to spoil him because he is still a kid!” - Mist Hashira

“He’s so bold and loud. He’s always entertaining to watch. I want to be carried by him.” - Sound Hashira

“I like him a lot! He’s very warm and inviting. His eyes are so big and bright.” - Flame Hashira

“He said he doesn’t like me, but I’m sure he didn’t mean it! He’s fun to tease. He has pretty eyes.” - Serpent Hashira

“I want to know what it’s like to be hugged by him. He’s comforting and sweet! I heard he’s great with kids!” - Stone Hashira

“He’s so mysterious. I like to try and guess what he’s thinking. It’s like a fun game.” - Water Hashira

“I like to hang out with her! She keeps things light-hearted, which I prefer! She can be so silly.” - Love Hashira

“He’s like my older sister if she was more violent and has no eyebrows. I bet he’s soft on the inside! Really strong!” - Wind Hashira

He is described as a rabbit by Muichirou.

Yukito's level of openness was ranked as 90%.

In the demon corp, people can see Yukito’s optimism as a blessing and a curse. Some members think that it’s charming while others think it’s very inappropriate in certain situations. However, Yukito’s bond with children makes his reputation relatively positive overall.

In the Kimetsu Academy universe, he is a preschool teacher at another institution.

[satoruzlove]

Hi hi!! I'm the anon who requested the Kiyoomi buying something for you when he wasn't supposed to. I absolutely loved it, it's so cute!! And thank you for saying that! I'm actually honored to be the first ask hehe

If it's possible, could I request for a cheeky gremlin Omi who had a long dah just swoops in and holds something hostage and won't give it back until you kiss him but he won't say it out loud?

Could I also be ❄ anon?

Again, stay safe and take care of yourself! Give yourself a bit of a break every now and then, okay?

hello again sweetheart!! i’m very glad you liked the req, and of course !! i’m glad to have such a sweet first anon

and ofc, i personally love cheeky omi, he’s just too much. i hope you enjoy my dear ❄️ anon , and please do be kind to yourself as well <333

PHONES AT THE DINNER TABLE.

[ K. SAKUSA.]

it was muggy as kiyoomi drove home. the hard drizzle of rain pattered against the car window and the cold air bit at his pale skin- even with the windows up. this atmosphere was not good to his already dampened spirit seeing as practice didn’t go well today. he kept hitting the ball into the net and his syncing was way off. it really put him into a bad mood, and now with the weather, he swore you could see a grey storm cloud following him everywhere overhead.

he pulled into the driveway of your shared home and sluggishly pulled his duffle bag from the passenger seat. it took him three minutes to unlock the door, because it kept slipping out of the key hole. this adding to his annoyance. he felt his temper bubble in his chest and bleed into his throat, threatening to spill until he saw you.

you were setting out all his favorite food onto the dinner table, hair a mess and so absorbed in your task that you hadn’t noticed kiyoomi come in. he quietly toed his shoes off, making his way to you. a devious thought popped into his head.

you took your phone out your pocket to take a picture of the pretty lay out of food you made for your lover, when it’s snatched up from behind you. you yelp, twisting to find your 6’4 boyfriend sporting a boyish grin.you smile at his breathlessly , still a bit surprised from his appearance but hug him anyway. your lover’s arms wind around your waist, and you feel every bit of tension melt off his strong shoulders. giving his back a few rubs and the base of his neck a few squeezes, he sighs happily. he truly did miss you.

he pulls back and peers down at you. you smile up at him, “ how was your day, kiyo? sit down, you must be hungry,” you say, ushering him towards a seat. he does so, moving his hair from his face. you pat your pockets, then laying your eyes on him and letting out a breathy laugh. “ baby, my phone,” you tell him. he laughs slightly. giving him a bored look, you move to take it from him, but he simply stands and you’re all of a sudden no match for him. he’s enormous. you huff, “ kiyo, give me my phone,” you instruct.

he laughs. “ what will you do if i don’t , huh? bite my ankles?” and at that, you scoff. you make another reach for your device, thwarted by his long arms. “you’re so mean, kiyo, i literally made you food and this is how you repay me? little biTCH-“ he doesn’t allow you to finish your sentence. he swiftly tucks the phone into his pocket and picks you up- your thighs caging his waist as he holds them to support you. instinctively, your arms find a place around his neck. “‘m not mean, baby, im just teasing,” he mumbled , kissing your face, “had a long day, and you’re cute when you’re upset,” he giggles to you. this brings a smile to your face, cheeks nearly crushing your eyes when you give him a big, wet kiss. he feigns disgust but does little to wipe his mouth or tell you to stop. “ maybe if you had just told me how your day was, instead of stealing my phone, you would’ve felt better by now,” you deadpan playfully. he pouts at you , tilting his head, “ hmm, maybe you’re right but,” he gets real close, “ i wouldn’t be holding you then, would i?” he whispers. you’re flustered momentarily.

it’s silent between you two for a second. the close proximity urges you to kiss him- so you do. cupping his pale cheeks and nose bumping his, he feels his heart swell at the tenderness you handle him with. his lips move languidly against yours, effortlessly, as if that’s what they were made for. to kiss you. just for you. only you. he puts you down when you break away, handing you your phone.

“let’s eat,” he says, sitting again. he sees your raised brow and hand-on-hip pose, shaking his head with a small chuckle. “ and i’ll tell you about my day, you big baby.”