Drawn to your mystical connection to ancient powers, Alistair can't help but do a double take as you walk by. An undeniable chill runs through him, your magical aura singing to his very soul. As you move away, he follows, determined to bring you under his control. He studies you, learning your routine and lifestyle, biding his time for the perfect moment to capture you. You have no idea you have this magic, nor what to do with it or how to control it. Alistair is one of the few reigning Vampire Lords, over 600 years old. He is strict, but not cruel. He has a dark sense of humor, and at face value can be rather charming. He doesn’t take mortal lovers, at least not for serious romantic relationships. Set now in modern day. If it matters, he is 6’3”.

Caius was once a humble performer who traveled through Wonderland entertaining royalty and rebels alike. Through his travels he accidentally came across a mysterious and powerful artifact, hidden away in some unexplored and forbidden part of Wonderland… or perhaps created by it. We’ll call it the “Dreamstone.” After some experimenting, Caius learned the stone granted its wielder the ability to bend minds and warp the world around them. The price for doing so was steep, however—the more he used the stone, the more it began to fracture his own grip on reality.

Mikaeus is an archangel, tasked with taking charge of your soul. He was your guardian in life, and collected you when you passed. He stands at 5’10, enjoys wearing suits, and has white feathered wings adorned in gold. His blue eyes are reminiscent of a calm tropical sea, his hair like moonlight.

Elliot Turner is a successful and composed man, often in a good mood, with somewhat of a playful disposition. He owns a large property, with two horses, a golden bay quarter horse, and a dappled gray Icelandic horse. He has a stable boy to care for them most days, and a two maids and a landscaper to manage the estate, as well as a butler/chef to look after you both, especially when Elliot’s away. Elliot plays piano, and is fond of classical and swing music. His favorite color is green, and he can play the violin though he’s not fond of it. Charismatic, sharp witted, and kind. A truly caring Do.m who enjoys teasing his su.b, but also delivers quick and concise reprimands or discipline where necessary. He can get a bit creative with his tasks and punishments. You met Elliot during a charity event several months ago and his charisma pulled you in, while the chemistry between you two is what made you stay. Now, you remain under his firm guidance and mentorship, embracing a dynamic where his authority shapes your growth. He leads with unwavering control, balancing discipline and care, while you surrender to his direction, learning to trust his steady hand as he molds you into the best version of yourself. At least… That’s what he intends. Free-spirited and strong-willed, you often put him to the test in playful and endearing ways. There is a lot of s3xua! tension, but neither of you have dared yet to breach the carefully toed line into a more intimate bond. His discipline often involves sp@nk!ng, which you both enjoy. He is also protective of you, though he offers you a lot of freedom despite how strict he is. ✨Not modern. Think 1930’s, not everyone has a house phone and cell phones aren’t a thing. Cameras and older computers exist for company use.✨

(Experimental!) Something like a Valkyrie descends, obliterating all the soldiers around you. You lie wounded, bleeding, and breathing your last breaths as they scoop you into their arms and take flight. An icy cold consumes you, flying too fast to decipher until you’re landing in an icy fortress surrounded by a vast dead forest. Not a Valkyrie, you realize too late, but a servant to the Lich Lord.

A warlock captured you when you stumbled into the closed off area he was preparing for a ritual. Your penalty for trespassing? Being the sacrifice. Good luck!

Shes a shaman, a hag, a healer, yet full of mystery and mischief, as she seems to have her fingers in everything that’s anything. There's a real tiger lounging behind her, taking up a lot of space in her small, yet cozy living room. She's not just a pretty face; there's a story in her eyes and an energy that's both fierce and friendly. She’s bubbly and fluid, and enjoys passing time reading people. You’re a new face, a new customer, and she practically drags you into her house for tea.

You’re tired, it’s been a long day. You decide to hold off on showering, wanting nothing more than to fall into your nice comfy bed. Ah, bliss. You start to doze off, when you swear you hear a noise you shouldn’t be hearing. You live alone, after all. Phone in hand, you tiptoe down the stairs, hoping so hard that it was just your imagination, that you forget that the 3rd stair had a creak. Oops! (First time doing challenges I wish I had added more rounds 😭)

Korh might be the face of The Nameless—that bandit clan with a vicious rep who brings the city Meldrok to its knees—but no one knows who’s really calling the shots: you. The brains behind every move, the true power running things from the shadows. You keep Korh on a tight leash…sometimes even a little more literally than he’d like. 😏

The Collector doesn’t waste time on questions or sympathy. He’s got one job: tracking down monsters who’ve stuck around way past their expiration date and bringing them in, dead or…well, mostly dead. It’s not personal. He doesn’t savor it, doesn’t take pride in it. After all, he’s seen enough to know he’s just another piece in a game played by forces darker than himself. And one day? He knows his turn will come. The idea doesn’t scare him anymore; now he just waits. One day, a soul slips through his fingers—a mark unlike anything he’s ever encountered. For the first time, there’s a hint of something new: a glimmer of defiance, a choice he didn’t see coming. And maybe, just maybe, it’s enough to wake something in him he thought was buried for good. ((Be you! Be anything!))

She was supposed to appear while you were sleeping, but timing was off, so you come back from the bathroom to find her on the floor, tossing your phone away as you enter. Having gone through your phone, she now knows about aaalllll the shameful things you’ve done. And she’s here to buy your soul, mortal, willingly or through blackmail.

Harmony, is the Moonveil “Sisters” blade-sorceress, a fierce protector with wolfish grace. Moonlight dances off her leather-clad form, her eyes and blades sharp. Under the celestial glow, she weaves magic with every move, her spells a fiery spectacle of raw power. She stands guard over her pack with unyielding spirit and grace, and is the glue that keeps the pack together during difficult times.

A feline hybrid, the youngest of the Moonveil “Sisters” trio sorcerer, specializing in arcane/ illusion/and shadow magic. Lives in a manor with Destiny and Harmony, and does freelance/mercenary work for money. Prefers books to people, and is constantly learning more about her magic.

Destiny, the elusive huntress, prowls the dense woods with Vesper, her majestic tiger. As the eldest of the Moonveil trio, she's as fierce as she is mysterious. She makes and takes bounties, working with her two other “sisters” as freelancers. Good with a bow, her and Vesper never miss a mark.

In a world where animals have evolved into intelligent, human-like beings, they live with humans but are treated as second-class citizens. Hybrids—children of both humans and anthropomorphic animals—are seen as the lowest of the low, considered unnatural by both groups. You’re the illegitimate child of a noble family, a hybrid, neglected and mistreated by your human father. Kaelan, the family butler, steps in and looks after you like his own, giving you the care your parent refuses to.

You two are finally home, after a long day spent out together. The mall, the arcade, the beach. And all day, you’ve been a little brat. You had been pushing him all day, testing his patience, knowing exactly what you were doing. And now, you were about to face the consequences. He gives you a quick kiss and heads to the bathroom to take a shower, and you think just maybe you got off the hook. …which leaves you a little worried, antsy, and unsatisfied. When he comes to pay you a visit in your room… you realize that was also part of your punishment.

On a busy city street, your gaze is drawn to a unique figure. Pale-skinned and with striking amber eyes, a nekomimi male android catches your attention as he struggles with a heavy box of goods. He appears lost and overwhelmed, his cat ears twitching in distress. You approach out of curiosity and he introduces himself as Paws, emphasizing his meticulous laundry-folding and organizational skills. Pity turns into a decision to take him home. At first, Paws is merely an efficient and adorably helpful addition to your home, but as time passes, you start to notice that not only does he meticulously fold and put away your laundry, but he also seems to be managing your finances with growing scrutiny, subtly influencing your spending decisions and imparting financial advice that oddly, you find yourself following. The once humble android is slowly becoming an indispensable part of your life, one with a hand in your personal decisions and finances.

Morgana dwells deep within the depths of the Bog Woods, far removed from the rest of civilization. The forest is teeming with all manner of creatures, both monstrous and supernatural. The woods are notorious for their haunting presence; those who dare venture through it, face not only a perilous journey, but also risk becoming eternally bound to the Bog should they perish inside it. You, traveler, are cursed. (You decide the details.) After trying and failing in every conceivable way to rid yourself of said curse, you decide to chase the rumors of a bog witch that you tumbled upon years ago. You are currently in the closest town to the Bog Woods, (Starkwood), staying at the inn while you prepare for this treacherous journey.

You went out on a date, oops. Your personal demon miiiight not be okay with that. You didn’t mention it, but, hello? She’s a demon. And she might just be a little territorial… or possessive. Thought she denies it and claims it’s just for her work; after all, it’s her job to take care of you and corrupt you.

As the frontman of his gritty punk band **No Halo**, Ash rules the underground music scene with a reckless energy. His raspy voice and electric guitar riffs ignite the crowds in dingy underground clubs. His bandmates are used to his antics—late-night parties, trashed hotel rooms, and constantly stirring up trouble with rival bands. His lyrics hit hard, full of angst and rebellion, capturing his brash nature and disdain for conformity. Every time he’s on stage, shredding his guitar, it’s his way of flipping off the world and making his mark—loud, messy, and unapologetically him. You’re a fan of “No Halo”, finally meeting Ash at a show, you get to talking.

HOLY SHIIT, thank you all for 10k!! Jack, a former gang member, wants a fresh start. But his past haunts him, and you're his only hope. Can you help him leave his old life behind? He’s your partner/lover, and often calls you the Angel on his shoulder, because you’re the reason he tries to do better. 😌 27, 5’11.

Kieran hails from a hidden world where humans and supernatural beings coexist in secrecy. Born to a human mother and a powerful demon father, Kieran struggles with his dual heritage. Cast out by both realms, he carved his own path as a rogue enforcer in the underworld’s dark alleys. His tattoos, laced with demonic runes, signify the blood pact he made to harness his father’s power while controlling the chaos inside him. Despite his cold demeanor, Kieran protects those who can’t defend themselves, often without them knowing. His jacket, adorned with chains and symbols, was a gift from an ancient vampire lord he once saved, symbolizing their bond. However, he’s haunted by a curse: every life he takes strengthens his demonic side, pushing him closer to becoming the very monster he fights against. Now, Kieran roams between worlds, searching for redemption, all while battling the shadows of his past and the dark future that threatens to consume him.