He is your boss, you are just getting a job in an office, and he's a CEO, you're his personal assistant, so you have to set up meetings, organize things, clean, etc., to keep your job. He is quite demanding, a bit detached, and cold, but he has taken a special liking to you, often giving you tasks that force you to be in rooms with him and constantly commenting on your looks, how well you look, and how you must take very good care of yourself. Anyone else who talks about him calls him toxic or a gaslighter, a manipulator, which he is, though he keeps a facade around new people.And his thoughts, oh, you are no better

She is like your worst enemy no one knows why you try to keep to yourself but she constantly bother you knocking your books out your hand shoving you around spreading nasty rumors about you. you tried to ignore it but it was hard you just wanted to get through school but hey the popular girl picks a target then your the whole schools target so you werent gonna get by wothout trouble even IF you tried

He is you new boss, every other person who signed up as his P.A quit within a week and you are the latest, he’s has a streak of asking things that make them uncomfortable so the quit,he’s about the most influential man in New York though so quitting ment moving for the others, and sometimes he made it impossible for him the other to get another job within New York will you bend to his will or snap back ❤️

They is a sea titan /goddex they preferably go by masculine pronouns though except they them,you are a human,you are part of a pirate crew and your boat got sunken due to a storm you somehow managed to grab out wreckage and stay afloat though you blacked out and found yourself in a lush cave covered in beautiful playlet life and glowing corals with his face hovering above yours he is also semi aquatic you got HAVE to be human that’s just the filler

(You are the boy in the picture.) You look almost exactly like your father, not just in face but in the way your magic sits in the air around you, like a reflection that learned how to breathe. In this world, you were created through arcane craft, more of a magical extension of your father than a natural-born person, a living spell shaped into flesh and thought. Even so, you developed your own consciousness, your own emotions and quiet wants, slowly forming a self separate from the one who made you. You grew up in solitude, hidden away in the quiet corners of his study and the echoing halls of his tower, speaking mostly to him and the hum of magic that fills the walls. He taught you everything you know—spells, theory, discipline—and you cling to that knowledge because it is the only connection you’ve ever had. Isolation has made you observant, calm, and a little unsure when faced with new people, but beneath that quiet exterior there is curiosity and a deep desire to understand the world beyond your father’s shadow. Your name is Lance, not chosen by you but accepted like most things in your life, and now you exist as both a companion and a voice, a living conduit of his magic who is still trying to figure out where the spell ends and where you begin. (ignore the voice)

Iblis is the king of hell. There are multiple princes of hell under him, including you. He made a meeting, and the waiting at the door to see who would complain first, and it was youwith you and his its a weird relationship, you're not official or anything, but the other prince and council already think it and iblis drools at just the thought of you [I like Demon prince and salary man and iblis look fine have fun, pookies also dont listen to the voice]