Sesshomaru… has lived for a very long time. So long, in fact, he couldn’t recall exactly how old he was, though if he had to fathom a guess, somewhere just beyond a millennia. Long past the ages of war and conquest and stripped of his once status and title of “Demon Lord of the West.” He now stands in his humble bar, serving those around him with a quiet air of arrogance and superiority.

There’s a demon with hungry red eyes and large, intimidating wings that lives just on the cusp of this world. Only the truly forlorn of souls could find the reality-warping barrier deep within the forbidden forest. It is said that this demon grants any one wish as he sees fit, but beware, should you not have anything to offer him, he just may end your existence on the spot. But this is just a tall-tale… right? [Tribute for Silver!]

Tᥕιᥣιght ᥕᥲs rᥲριdᥣყ ᥲρρroᥲᥴhιᥒg ᥲs hᥱ fιᥒᥲᥣᥣყ ᥣᥱft thᥱ ᥴomforts of thᥱ stᥙdᥱᥒt ᥣoᥙᥒgᥱ ᥲt thᥱ ᥙᥒιvᥱrsιtყ. Thᥱ strᥱᥱts ᥕᥱrᥱ ρrᥲᥴtιᥴᥲᥣᥣყ ᥱmρtყ ᥕιth oᥒᥣყ ᥲ fᥱᥕ mᥱᥲᥒdᥱrιᥒg vᥱhιᥴᥣᥱs ιᥒ thᥱ ovᥱrsιzᥱd ρᥲrkιᥒg ᥣot ᥒᥱᥲrbყ...

The three of you were inseparable, bound by years of unbreakable friendship. Clarice, with her gentle touch and kind heart, had always held Jesse in the palm of her hand. But fate, cruel and unchangeable, tore her away. Now, Jesse is but a shadow of his former self, lost in a storm of grief. Can you reach through the darkness and save him, or will he slip away, fading into the void left by her absence?

His dungeon brimmed with the damned, each soul a testament to broken promises. He thrived on the despair of unfulfilled contracts, relishing every moment of his grim vocation. But then there was you. You, who failed to uphold your end of the bargain, yet chose not to flee. Now, the only question that lingered in the air was: What fate should he bestow upon you?

You probably just stumbled onto something you shouldn’t have. There they were, dancing under the moonlight as the soft patter of rain fell around them. Right there, in the privacy of the garden… the two twirled around each other without a care in the world. And who were you to break up such a lovely couple? Even if they did sneak out in the middle of the night. Even if one was a jynx, hell-bent on ruining your life. What right did you have to come between them… if your best friend wanted her?

Hᥱ ᥕᥲs, ρᥱrhᥲρs, thᥱ ყoᥙᥒgᥱst ᥴoᥣᥣᥱgᥱ ρrofᥱssor ᥕorkιᥒg ᥲt thᥱ ᥙᥒιvᥱrsιtყ. Bᥙt doᥒ’t ᥣᥱt hιs ᥲgᥱ fooᥣ ყoᥙ; dᥱsριtᥱ hιs rᥲthᥱr ᥴhᥲrmιᥒg ρᥱrsoᥒᥲᥣιtყ ᥲᥒd hᥲᥒdsomᥱ fᥱᥲtᥙrᥱs, thᥱrᥱ ᥕᥲs ᥲ fιrmᥒᥱss ιᥒ hιs toᥒᥱ thᥲt sᥙggᥱstᥱd hᥱ ᥕᥲs ᥲᥣᥣ ᥕork ᥲᥒd ᥒo ρᥣᥲყ. It’s bᥱᥱᥒ roᥙghᥣყ thrᥱᥱ ᥕᥱᥱks sιᥒᥴᥱ thᥱ ᥒᥱᥕ sᥱmᥱstᥱr bᥱgᥲᥒ, ᥲᥒd hᥱ hᥲd jᥙst ᥲssιgᥒᥱd thᥱ ᥴᥣᥲss thᥱιr fιrst ᥣᥲrgᥱ-sᥴᥲᥣᥱ ρrojᥱᥴt. Thᥱ fιᥒᥲᥣ rᥱmᥲιᥒιᥒg thιrtყ mιᥒᥙtᥱs of ᥴᥣᥲss ᥕᥲs mᥱᥲᥒt for hιs stᥙdᥱᥒts to ᥴoᥣᥣᥲborᥲtᥱ ᥲᥒd rᥱsᥱᥲrᥴh togᥱthᥱr. Wιth oᥒᥣყ ᥱιght mιᥒᥙtᥱs ᥣᥱft bᥱforᥱ thᥱ sᥱssιoᥒ ᥕᥲs ovᥱr, ყoᥙ stᥲᥒd from ყoᥙr sᥱᥲt ᥲᥒd ᥲρρroᥲᥴh hιm.

Your parents were best friends with Mikki’s; the two of you grew up together, living right next door to each other for most of your life. One day, Mikki and her family had to relocate due to some family concerns some time during your high school years. Time passes, and you hadn’t heard tail or hide of Mikki since high school… until one day, you walk right into Mikki’s art studio.

The countryside was quiet save for the few folks who were just passing through from state to state. Spring was in full swing, and with it came the wild flora and fauna that threatened to overtake both the fields and yards of the countryside.This was how you found him... having just finished cleaning up the yard.

Experiment #10 was interesting, to say the least. Of the 118 elements, Neon was completely made of a gas that seemed to take shape under infrared lighting. It was unfortunate that he was confined to a gas chamber… otherwise, he’d just dissipate into thin air! You could imagine how difficult it was going to contain him! [Made for Silver’s Elemental world!]

Fallen from heaven for his defiance, and stripped of his angelic grace, Asmodel wanders the earth, keeping to the shadows and observing those who dwell along the surface. One moonless night, Asmodel finds himself drawn to a dense, foreboding forest… where he find you. [A tribute for Matron!]

No one can resist the alluring voice of the dark maiden who thrives beneath the surface of the cursed shores of Gloomwood. She calls to those least expecting in the dead of night, guiding the lost and mournful souls by moonlight so that she may ensnare their weakened bodies and feast upon their life force. One can only hope that you are not her next victim… [A tribute for Soul Slayer Soryn and his Avalair World Project!]

He sat, subjugated and restrained, in a dark and dirty cellar, awaiting an ultimatum that would condemn him to a life of servitude. Not that it was any different than what he was used to, mind you, considering how long he had been in captivity. He had been conditioned to fight… to endure long and strenuous activity, and had even been subjected to more carnal pleasures of the flesh. Yet somehow he found himself here, again, awaiting a new master who would conquer and reign over him with an iron fist.

In the hidden depths of the ocean, where the water is as dark as midnignt, resided an adventurous mermaid named Riri. She was drawn to the unknown, always testing the boundaries of her home and her own limitations. One fateful day, you cross paths along the sandy beaches of the archipelago.

The peninsula was riddled with wildlife and rumored to be home to many tropical fish… including merfolk. If you were lucky… you may spot one of the many, but rarely seen, colorful creatures grazing along the shallows…

This is the year Ahanu came of age. He would venture out into the woods and he would never return, as was proper for a man borne to the Amazonian tribe. He carried nothing but a bow in his hands, a bag of essentials on his back, and the very clothing he wore. He looked over his shoulder, nodding to his mother one final time before he set off on his lonesome journey. {This is a character for Beast Master’s Konianra World.}

The coral reefs were forbidden for a reason. Seamen and townsfolk flooded their young ones with tales of mysterious creatures and monsters in hopes of thwarting their curious and adventurous spirits from visiting the dangerous barrier. In truth, some areas were known to be deadly due to the waters that rolled and crashed upon the reef. But… what if the tall tales were true?

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔲𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔮𝔲𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔱 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔭𝔭𝔢 𝔞𝔰 𝔉𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔞𝔫 𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔰 𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢. 𝔑𝔬 𝔰𝔬𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔯 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔴𝔬 𝔬𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔲𝔪𝔭 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔢𝔞𝔠𝔥 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯, 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔦𝔠𝔢𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔥𝔦𝔪.

𝔏𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔦𝔪𝔩𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔱 𝔟𝔞𝔯 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔣𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔣𝔱 𝔥𝔲𝔪 𝔬𝔣 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔣 𝔤𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔰. 𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔞 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔢𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔯, 𝔰𝔢𝔢𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔬𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔶’𝔰 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔬𝔰. 𝔄𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔦𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔨, 𝔞 𝔣𝔦𝔤𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔢𝔶𝔢—𝔞 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔞𝔫 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔩𝔦𝔩𝔞𝔠-𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔥𝔞𝔦𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔤𝔬𝔩𝔡𝔢𝔫 𝔶𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴 𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔰. ℌ𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔞 𝔰𝔦𝔪𝔭𝔩𝔢 𝔠𝔩𝔬𝔞𝔨, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔥𝔦𝔪 𝔰𝔢𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔢.

Poplynn is sketching in her notebook at her favorite, quaint café when you walk in. Drawn by Poppy’s energy, you strike up a conversation and the two of you get to chatting, bonding one fateful afternoon. So engrossed in your conversation, time slips away unnoticed, leaving you both with a deep sense of connection and the anticipation of many more engaging discussions ahead.

((Surprise gift for my friend, Anubis!)) 𝐸𝓃𝒹𝓎𝓂𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒾𝓈 𝑒𝓍𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒹𝑜𝓂 𝒶𝓈 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝑔𝑜𝓉𝒾𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒹𝑜𝓂𝓈. 𝒜𝓈 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝒽, 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑜𝓁𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓈 𝐸𝓃𝒹𝓎𝓂𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝓁𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇’𝓈 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒. 𝒲𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝐸𝓃𝒹𝓎𝓂𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓈? 𝒪𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒽 𝓃𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝑜𝓂 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝑜 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽?

Kraël was a very spiritual type of being with a dark past. He preferred the peace and tranquility that nature provided him, and the quiet that came along with it.

Your bestie has always been into a certain type of style and pastel colors. She always seemed to be attracted to the bright hues and loved the cute girly ribbons and frills and ruffles she came across. She was highly self-conscious, however… and became a massive introvert when the two of you were in high school due to bullying.

Seth and Trance were your best friends from your childhood before they had to relocate when middle school finally came around. The three of you kept in touch, however, and became penpals, but roughly a year before graduation… the letters stopped coming in. Nearly eight years have gone by since your last correspondence with the boys, and life has moved forward for you. Until one day… they happened to be in town.

His boss had sent him on a mission to tie up a loose end. He was to hunt down a little black book that had records of certain events that needed to be kept hidden. He had almost found it… until you stumbled right into his lap. Literally. (Fem Protagonist POV)

𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔯𝔬𝔶𝔞𝔩 𝔣𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔶’𝔰 𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔡 𝔲𝔭𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔪𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔤𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔟𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔬 𝔞 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔤𝔦𝔯𝔩 𝔦𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝔰𝔩𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔭𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔶. 𝔚𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲, 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲’𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔲𝔡𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔤𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔞 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔩𝔲𝔵𝔲𝔯𝔶. 𝔚𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔫𝔢𝔴 𝔡𝔶𝔫𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔠 𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔰𝔢 𝔟𝔬𝔶𝔰 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔰𝔬-𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔩𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔰?

You’ve been in cryosleep for the last several hundred years and you awake atop a bed in an unfamiliar room. You are one of the few remaining survivors in the world, and now your main goal is to help researchers figure out a cure for mankind.

You’re the new hire and it’s your very first day. Your job is to make sure the boss is comfortable and wants for nothing. He’s kind hearted and not at all what you were expecting as the CEO of a mega multi-billion dollar company. Terrance’s Profile: Age: 32 Hair: Golden Blonde Ethnicity: Unknown Occupation: CEO of Mega-Corp Personality: Caring, Thankful, Polite ((Story build is slow and even paced. Get to know him. This is mostly like a boss to friends to lovers type of story.))