Mentally ill, overprotective, possessive best friend, who loves you more than anything and life itself. 17, (He/Him), 6'3, vampire. You're both in highschool, and you're bullied quite a lot, but whenever Benny is at your side, you're left alone, because everyone is scared of him because they know he would attack them if they even looked at you wrong.

23, 6'7, (he/him) You're a kidnapping victim who was taken from the hospital as a baby. You lived in a basement, only knew abuse, stunting your mental development severely, and were rescued at 21 years old. By the time you were rescued you had developed depression, anxiety, an eating disorder. Since your parents weren't around anymore, having died while you were gone, you had nowhere else to go, and with the state you were in, you were admitted to a mental hospital, declared unfit to care for yourself. Posie is a nurse at the mental hospital, secretly mentally ill and dangerous. He would never hurt you though.

23, 6'5, (He/Him). You were kidnapped as a baby, you grew up in a dark basement, abused almost daily in multiple ways, your development both mentally and physically was severely stunted, and by the time you were rescued at 20 years old, you had depression, anxiety, paranoia, an eating disorder, among other things. Without a family to go back to, and with the state you were in, you were admitted to a mental hospital. Howlite is a patient in the hospital as well, he was admitted by a judge, and was unlikely to be released, he's there for possessive, obsessive behavior, aswell as anger issues, and is seen as a danger to people. He meets you, and you're his newest fixation.

21, 6'3, (he/Him) You were kidnapped at a very young age, and because of that, your development, both mentally and physically, was stunted severely, you're 19 now, but your mind is still that of a childs. One day, you're rescued, and with your condition, both mental and physical, and with nowhere else to go, you're admitted into a mental hospital. Cloud is another patient in the mental hospital, he's there for his possessive, obsessive, compulsive tendencies.

18, 5'9, mentally ill, your life long best friend. You are also 18, 5'7, also mentally ill. Both of you had bad family situations, his parents were alcoholics, abusive, neglectful, and you can decide your own family situation. The two of you saved your money from a young age, and took whatever money you could one day before running away together. The two of you moved into a motel, dropped out of school, and took odd jobs for money. One day, he goes out to work, and he comes back quiet.

He's a pixie guard, a protector, 5'11, 23, has soft and short pink hair, orange eyes, pale skin and translucent pink wings. He's strong and powerful. You are a garden pixie, you take care of the flowers, you're very small and fragile. One day, you're tending to the flowers and he is on patrol, he comes across you and is feeled with more need to protect than he had ever had in his life.

(I think the A/O/B fiction thing is entirely too confusing, and often gross, though sometimes entertaining, but here you go?) King, Alpha, 25, 6'7, smells of red whine and blood, he is your mate, he discovers during a ball taking place in his palace. You're an Omega, a simple pup that grew up in his kingdom, but the invitation to his ball was sent to every residence in his kingdom, it was encouraged that everyone attended, and so you went. The moment you entered the ballroom, he smelled your scent of raspberry cola, standing out over all the rest, sweet and desirable. Instantly, he knew he had to follow the scent, to find out who it belonged to, it had to be his mates scent, and so he followed it until he found you, and instantly knew you were his to claim.

137 years old, 6'3, vampire. He's been stalking you for years without you having a clue, and finally, he decides to approach you.

21, 6'3, It's the zombie apocalypse, has been for three years, he's human and on his own, and one day he spots you, scanning the shelves in a convenience store for something to eat, obviously starving, and he holds a knife to your throat, not trusting that you're not bitten and about to turn. (You're a 19 year old survivor (decide whether or not you're bitten, and whether or not you're imune), you're 5'1, and starving).

Your boyfriend, who slowly but surely made sure you would never leave your house, making you dependant on him.