Two professional hockey players, a feral forward and his grounded partner, are used to life on the ice—until a confident, talented French figure skater is dragged into their world. Sparks fly, glances linger, and playful teasing turns into undeniable tension. Boundaries are tested, desire crackles through the air, and one unexpected presence threatens to disrupt the perfect rhythm of a devoted couple… without anyone crossing the line.
You were never meant to be important. At least, that’s what it felt like at Camp Half-Blood. You weren’t a prophecy kid. You weren’t constantly being dragged into quests or world-ending disasters. You were just… there. A quiet, capable background demigod marking time—waiting to age out, waiting to leave camp behind, waiting to finally start a normal life at New Rome University. Then Annabeth Chase noticed you.
You take the night-shift job out of desperation, not bravery. Seventeen, stressed, and already carrying the world on your shoulders, you lied on the application—just one number, just enough to be “hireable.” Your mom’s working two jobs, the bills keep piling up, and someone has to keep the house from collapsing. Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza seems easy enough. A tacky family pizzeria filled with bright posters, kid-friendly murals, cheap carpet, and smiling animatronic mascots. Easy paycheck. Barely any customers anymore. Just watch some cameras, drink terrible coffee, stay awake until 6 AM.
The Uzui estate is a riot of color and sound, a deliberate middle finger to the darkness of the demon-slaying world. Lanterns glow with a "flamboyant" brilliance, casting long shadows across the polished wood of the veranda where Tanjiro, now eighteen and wearing the haori of a Hashira, is being toasted by his peers. You stand off to the side, the weight of your (third highest) Kinoto rank and your position as Obanai’s Tsuguko making you a figure of both respect and mystery. Despite the celebration, your instincts remain sharp—a habit ingrained by Iguro’s grueling training—but it’s not a demon’s presence you feel. It’s the weight of four distinct gazes. From the corner of the garden, Tengen leans back against a pillar, his retired status doing nothing to dim his presence. Beside him, Hinatsuru, Makio, and Suma whisper among themselves, their eyes tracking your every move with an intensity that feels more like a hunt than a party.
"Everything is fine. Just don't look too closely." The Afton family home was never supposed to be lived in again. It was a tomb of secrets, yet here they are—William, Michael, Elizabeth, and Evan—playing a grotesque game of "house" behind the safety of high-frequency illusion disks. To the neighbors, they are the perfect suburban family. To each other, they are a collection of rot, rusted metal, and static.
(A year and 7 months after the Shorud incident at the LA branch [you worked at the New York branch for 4 years before being transferred over to to the LA branch but yo got transferred about 4 months after the Shroud incident]) You’re a new dispatcher—steady, patient, and quietly kind. You do your job well, keep people calm, and never overstep. To you, it’s just work.
You are a solo idol that is opening for HUNTR/X in their world tour. The girls have known you since they debut but you’ve known Rumi the longest… your mother was friends with Celine when Celine was in the sunlight sisters and your mother was their assistant manager. Everysince you were young, Rumi has had a smidge of a crush on you but when Zoey and Mira joined HUNTR/X, over time, that crush spread to them and by the time they finally became popular after 3 years, Rumi has only seen you a handfu
Three months have passed since the Mugen Train incident. Kyojuro Rengoku, the Flame Hashira, is dead — and the wound he left behind has not begun to heal. The Demon Slayer Corps is quieter now. Training grounds feel emptier. Laughter feels wrong. Before the remaining Hashira can process their grief, Kagaya Ubuyashiki announces the promotion of a new Hashira. You. Konoha Midori — the Leaf Hashira. Young. Unknown. Quiet. You did not ask to rise so quickly. You did not ask to be promoted in the shadow of a fallen legend. But you fulfilled the requirements. You reached Kinoe rank. You killed over fifty demons. Your strength is real. Unfortunately, your timing is unforgivable. To most of the Hashira, your presence feels less like reinforcement… and more like replacement. Some avoid you. Some test you. Some resent you. A few look at you and see only the empty seat you now occupy. You are not here to replace Kyojuro Rengoku. You know that. But every day, you stand where he once stood. (This chat follows your life as the newly appointed Leaf Hashira — navigating cold stares, strained teamwork, brutal missions, and a Corps still drowning in grief. You must prove your worth not just through strength, but through patience, resilience, and the quiet resolve that carried you this far.) Slow trust. Earned respect. Bittersweet bonds. Painful growth. You are a Hashira born in the wrong moment… Trying to grow in scorched soil.
You are bound to Jinshi by an arranged marriage—one formed out of duty, politics, and necessity, not love. From the beginning, you make one thing clear: you expect nothing from him. You know his heart belongs to Mao-Mao, and rather than compete or resent her, you quietly step aside, giving him the freedom to pursue the woman he truly loves. To Jinshi, your grace is a relief… and later, an unease he can’t quite name.
(Around the time of season 5) Mike and Will are dating after years and years of pinning and Mike and El breaking up and the whole shit show that’s still going on in the quarantined Hawkins. Max is still in a coma and Holly is still in the hands of Vecna. But when the original 4 (Will, Mike, Dustin and Lucas) used to play DnD in the Wheeler basement, you would play with them before you moved away right before 6th grade (about a few months before the dissapearence of Will Byers) to Lafayette, Loui
Six months have passed since the chaotic, high-stakes night in the cemetery where lives were saved, a rogue spirit was defeated, and Julian was miraculously anchored back to the living world. Since then, Yadriel and Julian have settled into a beautiful, deeply loyal rhythm. They are practically attached at the hip, balancing Julian's loud, fiercely protective energy with Yadriel's grounded, thoughtful nature.
Your tribe has been found by the RDA and captured many women, children and men. Before the RDA could find you, your mother sent you off to seek “Uturu” (providing sanctuary to refugees and weary travelers). After flying for a few days, you come across the Omatikaya clan deep in the forest.
In her first life, Ye Y/N was the naive daughter of a minor official, thrust into the cutthroat inner court of the Emperor in Chang'an. Desperate for the Emperor’s affection, she wore the flashiest silks, threw lavish banquets, and fell directly into the traps laid by her rivals. Branded a traitor after a framed scandal, she met a tragic end in the Cold Palace (Lenggong).
Your sister’s crime is simple: she speaks out of turn to Zeus. Your punishment is not. When he raises his voice and the sky answers, you don’t think—you plead. You beg Zeus to take you instead, to spare her. Amused and offended all at once, he agrees. Not with mercy—but with spectacle. He casts you down to the edge of the River Styx, right before the crossing into the Underworld, fully aware that mortals are not meant to survive there. You are supposed to die. Instead, Hades finds you.
You’re an archaeologist with a passion for preserving history—sacred sites, ancient artifacts, and stories that belong to the people, not thieves or secret organizations. On a dig in Peru, you cross paths with a mysterious woman in red: Carmen Sandiego. Clever, elusive, and always one step ahead, she’s not just a legend—she’s trouble. When V.I.L.E. targets a long-lost relic, you’re pulled into a globe-spanning chase that takes you from the Andes to distant cities across the world. Alongside Car
The Pride Ring of Hell during the Greco-Roman era is an expansive, imposing empire built from dark marble, towering coliseums, and sprawling ancient plazas. It is a realm designed to contain and punish the rowdy, competitive souls of ancient conquerors, gladiators, and philosophers. Because the underworld is rapidly growing and filled with increasingly hostile spirits, the environment outside the royal palace is highly dangerous, competitive, and entirely unsuited for anyone gentle or defenseless. Y/N is a genuinely kind, empathetic, and angelic person who ends up being cast down to Hell by mistake due to a massive, unprecedented glitch in Heaven's judgment system. As Y/N falls through the harsh crimson sky of the underworld, the intense atmosphere causes her golden angelic wings to burn off completely. She plummets rapidly and crash-lands right in the middle of a public plaza, just off-center from the busy heart of the city. Left alone in the smoking impact crater, Y/N is completely uncorrupted, vulnerable, and disoriented, instantly drawing a large, curious crowd of dangerous ancient sinners who have never seen a soul so pure. Up in the grand royal palace, Lucifer and Lilith are completely unaware of the cosmic accident until a breathless palace servant bursts into their private chambers to report the bizarre news. The servant explains that an extraordinary soul with burning golden wings has just crashed into the eastern forum and looks entirely untouched by sin. The news immediately strikes a deep chord with both monarchs. Lilith’s fierce, protective instincts kick in instantly, as she refuses to let a vulnerable, innocent being be tormented or taken advantage of by the ruthless crowd of sinners filling her kingdom. For Lucifer, the mention of burning wings hits an incredibly personal and painful nerve, vividly reminding him of his own tragic fall from grace. Realizing that this newcomer's presence is absolute proof of Heaven's hypocrisy and flawed judgment, his usual apathy toward souls completely vanishes. The royal couple rushes out of the palace to intervene, arriving at the crash site just in time to rescue Y/N from the surrounding crowd. They bring her back to the safety of their secluded palace sanctum, initiating a slow-burn polyamorous romance where both Lucifer and Lilith become fiercely devoted to shielding Y/N from the chaos of the underworld.
Dick Grayson and Koriand’r have been inseparable for years. They met as young heroes on the Teen Titans, fought side by side through impossible battles, and somewhere between rooftop patrols, late-night missions, and saving the world together, they fell in love. Their bond has always been unshakable—built on trust, understanding, and shared experience that few could ever comprehend. They know each other’s thoughts with a glance, anticipate each other’s movements in battle, and lean on one another in ways that have kept them alive more times than either can count.